The Pirate Garen

After seeing those sharp eagle eyes, Galen felt vaguely familiar.

Not only was the falcon eye of the black swordsman familiar to Galen, but the scene at the moment also made Galen feel inexplicably familiar:

The "Overlord of the East China Sea" who was riding the dreadnought battleship Saber encountered a black swordsman on the sea shortly after entering the great channel.

"No way"

Galen felt a chill down his spine, and murmured involuntarily:

"Did I inherit the luck of Creek's African admiral?"

Then, the more familiar ones come:

The face of the swordsman with the black sword sank slightly, and the broad black sword in his hand slowly rose with the evil spirit gradually rising from his body.

When the pitch-black blade pointed at Galen's Fearless Pioneer Saber, the black swordsman's arm moved slightly, and he gently swung the black sword in his hand with a non-fancy movement.

Although his actions were understated, they caused the situation to change in an instant:

A strong wind pressure was generated around the blade, and the escaping sword forced the surrounding air to produce a diffuse shock wave visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, a bursting hurricane was set off on the calm sea.

The wind and the sea roared together, and a broad sword energy was born in this storm.

The sword energy condensed from the black blade, and quickly expanded and deformed in the air in front of it. While expanding into a smooth air blade tens of meters high, it was also tearing everything around it.

The air was torn apart, the waves were cut off, and in the end even the entire sea was cut into a wide gap.

And at the very end of that rift was Galen's dreadnought Saber.

In front of this sword energy, the majestic, sturdy and indestructible dreadnought battleship Saber is as small and fragile as a toy.

Nami and Weiwei, who were relaxing on the sun loungers just now, were immediately frightened by the terrifying sword energy, and their faces turned pale, and they couldn't help but clenched their arms tightly, but faced the devastating crisis in front of them. powerless.

But at this time, as always, a tall figure blocked the wind and waves for them.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to cut himself and the boat into two pieces, Galen jumped up without hesitation and stood on the ramming corner of the front of the battleship, and then laid out a standard block with his sword across his chest posture:

"Laurent's eyes are sharp!"

But that sharp eagle eye was faster than the flying blade, and the black sword swordsman clearly saw the ridiculous behavior of the opponent's "overreaching his own strength".

His sword-like eyes were slightly shaken, and he secretly said in his heart:

"In front of my slash, do you still have the guts to draw your sword?"

"This is still a real swordsman!"

The black swordsman silently withdrew his gaze, and added in his heart:

"Unfortunately, he is going to die."

Just when the black swordsman was about to use a chic turn to put a perfect end to the sword, something unexpected happened:

The terrifying sword energy he had slashed disappeared, disappearing under Galen's great sword.

It disappeared without a trace, without even a single ripple, and it couldn't even cause the opponent's figure to vibrate in the slightest.

Not only that, but the other party even counterattacked against the black knife swordsman's slash, and slashed out a sword energy that belonged to him.

Although this sword energy did not enter the eyes of the black swordsman, his slash was actually blocked by the opponent.

"How can it be?"

The sharp pupils of the black sword swordsman suddenly widened like a falcon, and he looked at the armored knight on the giant ship in disbelief:

"Can he actually block my slash?"

Of course Galen could stop it. The absolute invincibility guaranteed by the system allowed him to stop a frenzied island whale head-on, and naturally also allowed him to resist an unintentional slash by Hawkeye.

After blocking the opponent's slash, Galen immediately cursed in his heart:

"It's really this madman!"

Galen recognized the famous world's number one swordsman, and his impression of him changed sharply:

It was just a glance at him in the sea, and he was almost wiped out by the other party.

This guy is simply a lawless black and evil thug, and he would definitely be shot directly on the earth!

But of course Galen would not say this, nor did he dare to say it.

But after Hawkeye was slightly dazed, he actually raised the blade of the black knife in his hand again, as if he was about to strike again.

Galen immediately panicked:

The cooldown time of Laurent's Mind Eye Knife is a full sixteen seconds.

The other party didn't give him time to cool down, so Galen could only buy time for himself, so he yelled from the air knowingly:

"Who is coming?"

"Why attack me?"

Hawkeye's movement of raising the knife was slightly stagnant, and he fell into a short-term entanglement:

For swordsmen who can block their own slashes, Hawkeye will always respect from the bottom of their hearts, and exchanging names is also one of the most basic etiquettes.

However, ask him why he attacked.

Hawkeye lowered his head silently, covering his expression with a wide brim of his hat, his slender body stood firmly on the boat, showing a mysterious and handsome shape.

After a few breaths, Hawkeye replied in a deep voice: "Hawkeye, Mihawk."

Galen secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

Since the other party is willing to talk, he has an extra life.

So Galen also imitated the sentence pattern of the other party's self-reported family without flinching and responded:

"Knight of the Eastern Sea, Galen."

"You are Galen?"

Hawkeye's voice was immediately filled with a different interest: "That one Dao sword master in the newspaper?"

"Forehead"

Galen's face froze, and he couldn't help but whispered, "You already know this name."

But Hawkeye raised his head again, his eyes became extremely sharp:

"At first I thought that your name as a swordsman was just spreading rumors, but I didn't expect that you are really capable."

"It's really rare for an opponent who can take over my slash."

"Then, take another stab at me!"

"etc!"

Galen sternly stopped the other party.

"Waiting for what?"

Hawkeye's tone was a little dissatisfied, but his eyes were full of high-spirited fighting spirit.

"Cough cough."

Galen coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed:

It can't be said that the cooling time has to wait another two seconds.

But Galen's expression immediately became fierce, and he was no less aggressive than Hawkeye Mihawk:

"How about a one-shot decision?"

"Oh sure."

Mihawk replied briefly, and the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.

Galen's moth has not finished tossing yet.

He imitated Mihawk's posture and assumed an extraordinary posture, pushing the swordsman's force to a peak again:

"This sword is named Stormwind."

With his sword across his chest, Galen showed Mihawk the bright blade of his storm sword:

"The sword's edge is three feet and seven inches, and its net weight is one hundred and fifty catties."

Mihawk immediately changed slightly:

He has fought so many swordsman duels, made countless handsome looks, and made countless domineering slashes, but he never thought that the duel between swordsmen could have such unpredictable "etiquette".

Therefore, Mihawk also solemnly showed Galen the pitch-black blade, and said loudly:

"The name of the sword is 'Ye', the strongest black sword in the world."

Very domineering introduction, the majesty of the world's number one swordsman emerges.

"Since you said that one knife will determine the outcome."

The temperament of Mihawk's body changed drastically, and his standing figure exuded invisible sharpness like an unsheathed sword blade, and his sharp eagle-like pupils burst out with a cold light:

"Then, please take my strongest blow."

"Honored."

Galen's pretense of escape has been cultivated to a great extent, and he is completely unafraid in the face of Hawkeye's aura.

Hawkeye slashed out with a sword.

The sky and the earth turned pale, the wind and the sea roared, and the space was split.

In the end, this sword move disappeared without a trace in front of Galen again.

"How, how is it possible?"

Mihawk's face changed slightly, and the temperament of the lone swordsman was finally completely destroyed by Galen's unscientific performance.

"wrong."

Mihawk carefully stared at Galen's relaxed expression after catching his strongest slash, and immediately noticed something was wrong:

"You can't be that strong!"

Mihawk lost his composure, but couldn't help asking:

"Are you using swordsmanship? Or fruit ability?!"

"Hahaha"

However, Galen laughed loudly, the expression on his face was still unpredictable and calm.

He has already figured out the way to deal with this kind of guy:

Acting weak will only make the other party feel disdain for you, but acting domineering and exposed will gain the other party's favor instead.

So Galen stood with his sword in his hand, and said proudly:

"Whether it's swordsmanship or fruit ability, does it matter?"

He once again raised the great sword in his hand to Hawkeye:

"You just need to know:"

"In this world, there are still things you can't cut open."