Tensioned all over, in a state of alertness, Mihawk's eagle-eyed sharp pupils stared intently at the non-human guy in the sky. The swordsman's intuition told him that the other party was difficult to deal with.

Holding the black knife night tightly, Mihawk's breathing began to increase unnaturally.

In the same way, facing the brutal vertical pupil without a trace of emotion, as the most beautiful woman in the world, Hancock was also horrified at this time, and his whole body tensed up.

As for the other Qiwuhai, they looked at each other and knew that the man's goal was only Hancock, and there were already enemies in their respective directions.

"Why is he staring at me." Full of vigilance, Hancock's face was cold and his tone was unnatural.

"That's because your threat is stronger than any of us. You'd better be careful. In the eyes of that man, your advantage will be gone." Mihawk fixed his gaze, unwilling to show any slack. .

"Hmph! No one can stop the beauty of the concubine's body." The jet-black hair swept up, and Hancock's self-esteem was provoked. For a while, his arrogant posture became domineering again, because the whole world would forgive himself, Just because of myself, is the most beautiful.

"You can try it." Mihawk, who had never had any emotions, actually sneered at Hancock.

"You wait for your concubine." Looking back, with all kinds of style, Mihawk pursed his lips, snorted coldly, and didn't answer.

"He's here." Taking a deep breath, Mihawk seemed to be facing a great enemy, just because the sky, a firelight, was blazing the atmosphere, and the roar continued to land.

The brutal blood, the overwhelming power, until the moment it came, Hancock didn't know how terrifying the frost man who was so close at hand.

"Fang Ji's feet." With a move, the irresistible domineering will came, and without even thinking about it, Hancock's face turned straight, and his slender, white-stained right foot kicked out violently.

"boom!"

It was deafening, the ground was cracked, and there was endless dust. A big hand held Hancock's feet expressionlessly. The figure didn't move at all.

"How is that possible." Hancock couldn't believe it, holding her smooth long legs high, but she knew the power of her feet and said without hesitation that even a small sea king would whine when she stepped on it, but The cold man in front of him didn't even shake his body, which completely subverted Hancock's senses.

"Damn." Hancock's eyes widened, and the Devil Fruit ability activated. In an instant, Xuan Ye frowned, because he felt that his hand was being eroded by a powerful force.

Gradually stiff, visible to the naked eye, grabbing Hancock's hand, is forming a piece of rock, which makes Xuan Ye's vertical pupil colder.

For a time, the flame erupted, armed color, and the direct domineering impact actually forcibly smashed the rock, and grabbed Hancock's show foot with more and more force.

"Dengtuzi, let go of your concubine's feet." His eyebrows flirted with a strange charm. He lifted Hancock's feet high, and he could even see the infinite spring light along the roots of his thighs, and it was still purple.

If it were another man at this time, he might be petrified on the spot. However, for Xuan Ye, it only caused a ripple in his heart. Just grit his teeth slightly, and his mind will return to normal.

Hancock is very confident, because no man can resist her charm, so she has thought of the picture when this man will definitely put down his feet humbly, and then kneel flatteringly at her feet.

However, in the next moment, with the pain that went deep into her soul, she realized that this man was cold-blooded.

"Pfft..." Scarlet blood was sprayed, and Hancock was seen bent over, with his unparalleled beautiful face. At this time, because of the pain, people could not wait to hold them in their arms and cherish them. pitiful.

She opened her mouth, those seductive red lips couldn't stop vomiting blood, because a big foot was kicking her stomach mercilessly, so that it caused a shock to her back and directly exploited the ground.

If Xuan Ye hadn't grabbed one of his feet, Hancock would have been flying backwards like a cannonball at this time.

However, it was because of Xuan Ye's grasp of Xiu Ye's feet that the gravity could not be removed, so that Hancock's injuries were completely endured without any wastage. It is conceivable how painful Hancock was at this time.

"Puchi..." The flames spun, and a deep-cold barbed spear appeared, aimed directly at Hancock's head.

At this moment, Hancock raised his pale face with difficulty, showing panic for the second time in his life. Is this man in front of him a cold-blooded animal? When did your own charm have no effect on a man.

The cold killing intent hit his face, and Hancock's charming expression would not be ignored by any man, no, or any living species, but when facing this man, Everything has changed.

"Damn." Cough serum scolded, Hancock's heart skipped a beat, and it wasn't until now that she realized the fact that her own charm had no effect on the man in front of her, and could only rely on her strength.

However, it was too late, because in the pair of pity beauty lenses, the barbed spear was mercilessly running through.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared, and a cold light flashed, accompanied by the sound of piercing the eardrum, a long knife, firmly against the barbed spear.

At the same time, Hancock seized the opportunity, turned his whole body, and kicked the other foot, with a fierce momentum, towards Xuan Ye's face.

Staring with vertical pupils, looking at the man holding a long knife in front of him, and then feeling the scent of the pavement and showing off his feet, Xuan Ye was expressionless, and suddenly stepped on his right foot. In an instant, a deep pit appeared, a storm of flames, Relentlessly swept out.

In an instant, the gravel flew away, the dust covered his eyes, and panting heavily, Hancock and Hawkeye distanced themselves.

"How is it, are you alright!" Concentrating on the alert, the swordsman's unique perception was released, and his eagle eyes were staring at the opposite side that was billowing with gunpowder.

"Cough...cough..." Bending over, the huge chest swayed, Hancock turned pale, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dreadful, and he said coldly, "That guy, is he a monster!"

"You're right, he's a monster, and he's still emotionless, a man who is always accompanied by killing and death."

"Bastard, I don't believe my concubine anymore, watch me defeat him." Self-respect was haunting, Hancock showed a serious look, exuding endless brilliance.

"You are alone, not your opponent."

"Then let's work together to defeat him." Hancock also knew that what Hawkeye said was the truth. She was not stupid enough to take her life as a joke. After all, at the previous moment, the breath of death was very real. The back is also wet.

"That's what he meant, but unfortunately he's not a swordsman." Somewhat disappointed, then Hawkeye waited solemnly.

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