Chapter 1275: : Dugu Nine Swords vs Mihawk

"Black Blade, you followed me to the throne of the strongest swordsman. You got the honor of the world's highest swordsman. My Mihawk didn't let you down. Today, my Mihawk wants to challenge you to another peak. A peak that makes everyone in the world daunt, I think you are also very excited."

Mihawk took off his black vest, took off his hat, drew out the black knife and stroked him slowly, like his lover.

For most swordsmen, swordsmen, and gunmen, weapons are their second life. Can it be good? The black knife seemed to have felt Mihawk's determination, and made a slight roar.

Liu Hao knew that Mihawk was adjusting himself, because what he had to face was a terrifying strong man who made him, no, and the world powerless. He had to face it with the strongest posture, and even he had to survive. Just like Liu Hao used to challenge his limits, challenge people who are better than him or even be besieged for the same reason that he surpassed the limit by this pressure, and now Mihawk has such determination.

But doing so is very dangerous, because unsuccessful is a fall, and sometimes success is a fall if you can’t save your life. Seeing Liu Hao dancing on the tip of a knife many times can survive in addition to strength, the ability to rebirth, determination, etc. Luck outside of waiting is also essential.

"Is that black sword night? The confrontation of the world's strongest swordsman would not be expected to take place here." Da Siqi, a famous sword fanatic, saw Mihawk's appearance in awe and followed this man for a while. She knew exactly how determined Mihawk did this.

The glory and throne of the world’s strongest swordsman Mihawk finally gave up as a battle with Liu Hao. For him, all of this was nothing but a passing, not worth cherishing. Careful, sitting on this throne for so many years but could not. Being deceived by these glory has corrupted the soul, and it is indeed an eagle eye.

"It's a pity that Liu Hao is not a swordsman." Tina shook her head and sighed. Mihawk is already very strong, rivaling the existence of any of the Four Emperors. It is a pity that Mihawk has no chance of winning against such a monster. , The only pity is that Liu Hao is not a swordsman.

"You should be very clear that I am not a swordsman. I personally do not oppose the use of weapons, but I have rarely used or even used weapons myself, because I am a martial artist, but today I will use it for you once." Liu Hao stretched out his right hand. Jinguang suddenly formed a long sword that even Jinguangcancan can’t conceal its simplicity and sharpness. Obviously this is a Chinese sword equipped by ancient knights, which is the so-called three-foot green front, but now it’s golden, so it becomes A three-foot Jinfeng.

"Are you also a swordsman?" Looking at this unique sword (the sword and the sword are the same in the eyes of people in this world), even the sword Mihawk, who has never seen it before, asked a little uncertain.

"I'm just a warrior, but as a warrior, I have learned swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and marksmanship. After all, there are so many skills that I don't overwhelm my body, but my energy is not focused on them. Learning swordsmanship, swordsmanship and marksmanship. It is to understand them, and at the same time absorb the valuable experience worthy of them and use them for my own use. Only in this way can I enjoy the world and integrate the best of a hundred families." Liu Hao said.

"Have a wide range of rivers, gather the best of a hundred families and have a good spirit, then let me see how sharp your sword is." Knowing that Liu Hao has learned swordsmanship, although he doesn't know the depth, it shouldn't be bad for Liu Hao to be so strong. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to say such bold words, Mihawk is even more looking forward to this battle.

"Go ahead, otherwise you won't have a chance to take it again." Liu Hao's momentum, holding a golden sword, changed awe-inspiringly. The usual aura that overwhelms the common people and that the world is annihilated but I am immortal has changed into a kind of piercing through the void like a handle. The scabbard's magic weapon sharply rushed into the sky, eclipsing all the brilliance of the whole person, but he remained unchanged.

"Good momentum!" Mihawk was still a little bit afraid of Liu Hao's strength as a swordsman before, but this soaring sword force has proved everything.

"Miyue!" Mihawk no longer hesitated, and all the thoughts in his heart disappeared, leaving only a word war to maximize his current strength. Everyone felt that they had turned into a green world in front of their eyes. Concentrating on his black sword, Mihawk's sword strength is rising steadily, obviously under Liu Hao's pressure, he has made a faint breakthrough.

A green crescent moon descended from the sky, with the momentum to replace the sky moon, and directly landed on Liu Hao.

Liu Hao moved at the same time. Mihawk was preemptive, he was late striker. When Liu Hao started his hand, the others were already integrated with the sword in his hand, and there was an artistic conception of nothing but the sword.

A golden light flashed, and the long sword in Liu Hao's hand directly picked up Mihawk's Miyue. At the same time, like the rocket launched, the golden sword in his hand turned into a flash and rushed forward. Before it arrived, that sharp, arrogant sword force had already oppressed Mihawk's body and mind, as if even his soul was going to penetrate.

"Black Blade Extreme Night!" Mihawk's eyes widened. Eagle eyes wanted to lock Liu Hao's figure. He leaned forward and stepped out. The black blade slashed, and a green slash struck past.

"Qi-breaking style!" Liu Hao did not dodge, but galloped faster, passing by like a golden shadow, and with a sneer, a slash that was huge enough to split a small iceberg was directly cut open by Liu Hao, and Liu Hao's momentum was unabated. Rush to Mihawk.

"white night!"

"First change!"

"Dark night!"

"Chang Ye!" Mihawk was not anxious when he saw that his moves were broken. He calmly and calmly used four knives, one is more cruel than one, and one is stronger than one, and every one is attacking Liu Hao's vitals. Where, a bad body was immediately dismembered.

"Broken sword style." Liu Hao pointed his toes and rose into the air. With his right hand, with a swipe, the golden sword turned into nine revolving sword shadows and directly shrouded Mihawk's four tricks in it. If If you pay attention, you will find that every attack by Liu Hao is at the moment when Mihawk makes a move, they are closely connected, and it is almost equal to the illusion that the two are making a move at the same time. ,

"How did he do it? Every time I attacked, he broke through, and it was completely broken without leaving a trace." Mihawk became more frightened and frustrated the more he fought, over the years. I have never felt this way in every battle, even when facing opponents who are stronger than myself.

"Xiaoye Shiyu!" Although Mihawk was shocked, he couldn't calm down as if he was overwhelmed by the river, but the movements on his hands were almost reaching the limit. He was already 120% full of his own combat power. With that momentum that came and went back and forth, it became stronger and stronger.

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