Pirate God Skin

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Sasaki finished his words, and went out to sea three times with a big laugh.

Everyone looked at Mo Yan in awe and awe. Indeed, as the great swordsman Sasaki said, there is only this god of death who is qualified and able to compete with Hawkeye for the hegemony in the world.

"It seems to be someone else's sustenance somehow."

Mo Yan was taken aback, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

But Mo Yan didn't care. Regardless of whether there was a word from Sasaki, Mo Yan was also interested in fighting for the position of the world's number one swordsman.

"The world's strongest swordsman, the world's strongest domineering, the world's strongest man, and the world's strongest creature are so many in the world. I don't know how many will I take away in the end of September 17th"

Mo Yan thought about it. At this moment, there was a huge commotion in the crowd.

Mo Yan and Lei Li in the crowd looked solemn at the same time, looking seriously in the same direction.

At their level, the unimaginable powerful sword intent is slowly approaching

"Who is Hawkeye?"

An excited smile appeared on Mo Yan's face. Now he needs this kind of high-level opponent most.

The commotion was getting bigger and bigger, and gradually more and more swordsmen saw it. Perhaps some of them appeared dissatisfied on their faces, others were eager to try, but before that, their bodies respectfully made way for those who came.

This is respect for No. 1 in the world, at least before he is defeated

"Sure enough, it's you, Hawkeye Mihawk."

Mo Yan looked at the man carrying a huge black blade, and laughed softly.

"It seems to be right, you are the master of that sword-like energy."

Hawkeye also stopped and stared at Mo Yan.

Obviously, he followed the sword energy before and came here to find Mo Yan.

The scene was silent for a while, and thousands of swordsmen gathered from all over the world stopped at the same moment.

Mo Yan and Yingyan became the focus of the audience, and countless people stared at them, with excitement and speculation in their eyes.

"Are you going to fight in advance?"

"Reaper and the world's number one swordsman, who will win?"

"The world's number one throne, is it finally changing hands today"

The swordsmen stared at the two people in the center nervously, and saw that Mo Yan put Guilai and Dao Yangzang on the ground next to him, raising his hands and pressing the hilt of the shallow knife.

The scene became tense, and all that was left was the sound of the people's heartbeat becoming faster and faster.

In this silence, Mo Yan and Yingyan seemed to be engaged in a silent battle, and the invisible sword spirit and sword intent were overflowing.

"You are strong"

Hawkeye's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he seemed to see everything in an instant, and he slowly put his hand on the handle of the knife behind him.

"You are qualified to let me fight with all my strength, I am the world's most powerful swordsman, the king Qiwu Haiqiao La Cormihawk, please report your name, unknown great swordsman"

Hawkeye's solemn treatment made everyone take a deep breath.

He personally admitted that it was worth his all-out effort, and took the initiative to report his full name, including the title, just like the highest etiquette for a respected opponent in combat, this in itself is the recognition shown by the world's strongest swordsman

Mo Yan smiled lightly, "I am one of the three directly affiliated troops of the Chinese Empire, the commander of the combat troops, even more so."

"The Empire of China" Hawkeye's pupils shrank suddenly, "It turns out that you are from the Chinese empire, which has recently become fiercely famous. No wonder it is so strong."

"I heard nothing wrong, right"

"The Chinese Empire is a member of the Chinese Empire"

"How do I feel familiar with the Chinese Empire"

"It's the Chinese empire that offered two billions of rewards in a row."

Swordsmen from almost all over the world were shocked at this time.

This is a more wooden sword. If you look at the strength seriously, it is at least one billion rewards.

How many top powerhouses are there in this Chinese empire?

At this time, Hawkeye suddenly let go of the hilt, "So that's it, then we can't fight now, let's wait until the conference really starts."

Hawkeye paused, and then took the initiative to explain, "So far, I have not seen your full strength, but judging from the previous moves and aura that you are a strong person worthy of my all-out. Just now, I realized that my judgment is still inaccurate."

"Since you are from the Chinese Empire, I think based on your companions, I can roughly infer your level of strength. If the two of us rush into a fight, this place will definitely be destroyed."

With that said, Hawkeye was very sorry to say, "I don’t want to organize the sword tyrants conference by myself. It ends before it starts. Before that, I want to see the different swordsmanship in the world first, so our confrontation will stay in the conference. The finale, even more wooden sword eight"

Hearing Hawkeye's words, the densely crowded swordsmen all looked complicated, some sighed and some were unwilling.

This was the top swordsman at the time. Once the fight started, I'm afraid they won't have anything to do with them.

"Hold on."

Mo Yan pulled out a shallow punch and carried it on his shoulders, "Did I say you can go now?"

Hawkeye paused slightly, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Yan, and Lei Li also screamed badly.

Look at developing his wine money, his devil fruit

"Hawkeye, you are too arrogant, even you, in front of me, there is no freedom to go as long as you want to fight 27 dozen and go."

What fell along with Mo Yan's words was the vastness of the sea of ​​spiritual pressure, the invisible pressure of the downpour instantly covering everyone, and the pressure made everyone almost kneel down.

"Damn it, what is this"

"The body is too heavy to breathe"

"Is this feeling a domineering look?"

Hawkeye also looked at Mo Yan in astonishment, and said in disbelief, "You still have this kind of king aptitude, only one in a million people, what do you want to do?"

Mo Yan laughed wildly and pointed the tip of the knife at Hawkeye.

"Of course I want to fight Hawkeye with you to your heart's content. I can't help you if I want to fight or not."