Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Yama!

Mihawk's eyes sharpened, and he stared closely at the black demonic sword hovering in front of the Vice Admiral.

From this demonic sword, he felt a cold and murderous aura, and goosebumps appeared on his back.

The "King of the North Sea" in front of him relied on the terrifying power of this demon sword to smash into pieces the small island dropped by the great pirate Golden Lion Shiji, so that the Marine Headquarters Marinefando would not be reduced to a scorched earth.

"This sword can swallow up the user's domineering energy to the maximum extent. At the moment of attack, all the ghostly energy of the sword itself is released."

Darren said calmly.

And the moment he grasped the hilt of Yan Mo's knife, an extremely terrifying scene took place——

boom! !

The uncontrollable terrifying aura erupted from the Vice Admiral's body, turning into bundles of purple-black air waves that roared up and danced wildly around his body.

Like a real purple-black flame, under everyone's horrified gaze, Darren's arm was used as a medium, and it was poured crazily into the black demon knife.

Like miniature purple-black fire dragons, the violent armed domineering energy filled up crazily, spreading out a purgatory-like wind, spreading in all directions.

Moonlight Moria raised her remaining arm to block the incoming air waves, her face extremely pale.

This level of domineering throughput... was completely beyond his imagination!

It is conceivable that if Darren had released such an amount of domineering energy to attack him, he would probably be able to kill him in one blow!

Not to mention losing an arm, I'm afraid there won't even be a body left!

The flying squirrel's expression was equally shocked.

Looking at Darren's weird image of rapidly shrinking and expanding as his haki was constantly being devoured by Yama, he swallowed his saliva nervously.

The scene in front of him has been completely occupied by the purple-black domineering energy waves, and Yama's devouring of domineering energy seems to have no end. As more and more domineering energy is poured into it, the black monster blade actually trembles slightly.

It seemed to be humming with joy.

"I haven't fed you for a long time, right?"

As the master of Yama, Darren naturally felt the throbbing of Yama at this moment, and murmured with a smile.

Yama is different from other famous swords. This is an out-and-out demon sword.

The name of the demon sword means that to hurt the enemy, you must first hurt yourself.

Haki is the nourishment of Yama.

If you are not strong enough, you are not qualified to wield this sword at all.

If you use it forcefully, the final result will be death by being drained of the domineering energy in your body by Yama.

"In addition, Enma himself ate the Momo Fruit of the original "World Destroyer" Bundy Waldo. At the moment of activation, he was able to double his size and speed based on the original."

Darren raised his head and looked at Mihawk.

With the massive infusion of domineering energy, Yama gradually underwent some incredible changes.

Wishes of strange purple-black flames circled and burned around the blade, as if the flame patterns imprinted on the blade were completely activated, and a cold and suffocating breath burst out.

At this moment, the entire island was gradually enveloped in a gloomy aura, making everyone feel cold in their bodies and numb in their scalps.

"Ghost spirit!"

Mihawk's pupils shrank.

This is a power that can only be mastered by strong men who follow the path of "Asura". He once saw it in an ancient book, but he didn't expect that this demon sword was born with ghost energy!

The demon sword from hell!

Crush the flames of purgatory!

"Mihawk, don't die easily."

Seeing Yama igniting the fire of hell, Darren let out a long breath and let go of his hand.

Yama trembled violently, and the tip of the knife turned spontaneously...

Locked on the young swordsman a hundred meters away!

The moment he was locked by Yama's aura, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Mihawk's back.

He felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast released from hell, and an unprecedented sense of threat enveloped him.

Can't get rid of it!

But his eyes were brighter and fiery than ever before.

Holding the long knife tightly with both hands, he raised it high above his head.

The falcon-like pupils were completely focused on the tip of Yama's sword.

"bring it on."

he murmured.

The next moment——

Both of them take action at the same time!

"Shoot him, Yama!"

boom! !

The roaring magnetic field reached its extreme level in an instant, pushing Yama, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, into a shrill black light that shot out silently!

There seemed to be an illusory black line flashing through the void.

The earth was divided into two,

The ruins of the building were cut off in the middle,

The fallen fort was torn to pieces,

Even the air was obviously torn open with a vague crack...

everything everything,

The sky, the earth, and the ocean were all separated in half in an instant!

at the same time,

Mihawk suddenly opened his eyes wide. The moment he took a step forward, he gritted his teeth and roared, holding the knife in both hands and slashing it down!

Uh-huh! !

A huge dark green sword light, like a falcon piercing the sky, howling wantonly!

Suddenly hit the black light that came instantly!

boom! !

The next moment,

Under the shocked gaze of the flying squirrel, and under the horrified and twisted expression of Moonlight Moria, an earth-shattering roar suddenly exploded! !

An overwhelming air wave emerged crazily and swept across the entire island.

The dazzling white light gradually deprived all vision...

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I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an extremely long century, and it seemed like it was just a few seconds, before people's vision slowly recovered.

Countless naval soldiers climbed out of bunkers and potholes, their faces full of fear of the aftermath.

Flying Squirrel and Moria waved their hands to drive away the dust in front of them, their gazes fixed on the center of the thick smoke.

There, a thin figure loomed in the flying dust.

"Is it blocked?"

The flying squirrel pursed his lips with a complicated expression.

When things got to this point, he actually couldn't bear the kid being killed by Darren like this.

A future great swordsman with amazing talents... and his desire for victory and extraordinary courage. Given time, this young man named Mihawk will definitely leave a legendary name in this world.

——Aim for the No. 1 throne in the world!

A black light suddenly flew back from the dust and hovered behind Darren.

He looked calmly at the figure emerging from the smoke and said calmly:

"Congratulations, you blocked my third sword."

The dust finally dispersed completely.

Mihawk's state appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The boy holding the knife in both hands stood there, covered in blood and dirt, like a bloody man.

His hands were torn and bloody, and blood was dripping from them.

He stood there motionless.

He stared blankly at the "Ye" in his hands.

Click...

A crack suddenly spread from "Ye"'s sword.

Then there was a "clang" sound,

The light black tip fell off the blade, fell to the ground, and was deeply embedded in the soil.

The knife is broken.

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