Pirates: Song of Misanthropy

His whole body tensed up, and he was in a state of alert. Mihawk's sharp pupils, like an eagle's, stared intently at the inhuman guy in the sky. The swordsman's intuition told him that the other party was difficult to deal with.

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

Similarly, Hancock, who is the most beautiful woman in the world, is also terrified at this moment, and his whole body tenses up when he meets the cruel vertical pupils without a trace of emotion.

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

"Why is he staring at me?" Hancock was fully alert, with a cold face and an unnatural tone.

"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 stared, unwilling to slack off in the slightest .

"No one can stop the beauty of my body." The black hair swept up, and Hancock's self-esteem was provoked. For a moment, his arrogant posture became arrogant again, because the whole world would forgive him, but Because you are the most beautiful.

"You can try it." Mihawk, who had always been emotionless, even satirized Hancock.

"You wait for my concubine." Looking back, Mihawk couldn't help but pursed his lips and snorted coldly, not answering.

"He's coming." Taking a deep breath, Mihawk felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, just because, in the sky, a flame was exploding the atmosphere, and it landed with a constant roar.

With brutal blood and overwhelming power, it wasn't until the moment Hancock arrived that Hancock knew how terrifying the Frost man in front of him was.

"Fang's foot." With a thought, the irresistible domineering will descended, without even thinking about it, Hancock's face straightened, and the slender, white-stained right foot kicked out fiercely.

"boom"

It was deafening, the ground was cracked, and endless dust was spreading. A big hand grabbed Hancock's feet expressionlessly, and the figure did not move a bit.

"How is it possible?" Holding her smooth long legs high, Hancock couldn't believe it. She knew the power of her foot, and said without hesitation that even a small Neptune would groan with this foot, but The cold man in front of him didn't even shake his body, which completely overturned Hancock's senses.

"Damn it." There was something special about it, Hancock stared beautifully, and the devil fruit ability was activated. In an instant, Xuan Ye frowned, because he felt that his hand was being eroded by a powerful force.

Gradually stiffened, visible to the naked eye, grabbing Hancock's hand, forming pieces of rock, which made Xuan Ye's vertical pupils even colder.

For a moment, the flames erupted, armed with color, and the direct and domineering impact smashed the rock forcibly, and grabbed Hancock's showy feet more and more forcefully.

"Dengtuzi, let go of my concubine's feet." His eyebrows were expressive, and a strange charm was exuded. He raised Hancock's feet high, and he could even see the infinite spring along the roots of his thighs, and it was still purple.

If it was another man at this time, it might be petrified on the spot. However, for Xuan Ye, it just caused a ripple in his heart. He only needed to grit his teeth slightly, and his mind returned to normal.

Hancock was very confident because no man could resist her charm. Therefore, she had already thought that this man would humbly put down his foot.

Then he knelt at his feet obsequiously.

However, the next moment, accompanied by the pain that penetrated into her soul, she realized that this man was cold-blooded.

"Pfft..." Scarlet blood sprayed out, and Hancock was seen bending over. His unparalleled beauty was entangled with pain at this time, making people want to hold him in his arms and cherish him. It's pitiful.

Opening her mouth, those seductive red lips couldn't stop vomiting blood, because a big foot was kicking mercilessly on her stomach, so that a shock was formed on her back, directly exploiting the ground.

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

However, it was because Xiu's foot was caught by Xuan Ye that he couldn't let go of the gravity, so that Hancock suffered the damage without any waste. It is conceivable how painful Hancock was at this time.

"Plop..." The flames rotated, and a cold barbed spear appeared, pointing directly at Hancock's head.

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

The cold murderous intent hit his face, Hancock's charming expression, any man, no, or any living species, would not ignore it, but, when facing this man, Everything has changed.

"Damn it." Coughing blood and cursing, Hancock's heart skipped a beat. It was only at this moment that she realized the fact that her own charm had no effect on the man in front of her. She could only rely on her strength.

However, it was too late, because in those pity eyes, the barbed spear was mercilessly piercing through.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, with a flash of cold light, and accompanied by the sound of piercing eardrums, a long knife was firmly held against the barbed spear.

At the same time, Hancock seized the opportunity, turned his whole body over, and kicked Xuan Ye's face fiercely with the other kick.

Staring vertically, looking at the man holding a long knife in front of him, and then feeling the fragrance coming from the pavement, Xuan Ye's face was expressionless, and his right foot suddenly stepped on. In an instant, a deep pit appeared, a storm of flames, Ruthlessly swept out.

In an instant, the gravel was blown away, the dust covered the view, panting heavily, Hancock and Hawkeye opened the distance.

"How are you, are you okay?" He was fully on guard, the swordsman's unique perception was released, and his eagle eyes stared at the smoke-filled opposite side.

"Cough...cough..." Bending over, his huge chest swayed, Hancock looked pale, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked fearfully, and said coldly, "Is that guy a monster?"

"You are right, he is a monster, and he is still emotionless, and he is always accompanied by a man who kills and dies."

"Asshole, I won't believe it myself, just watch me defeat him." Conceited, Hancock showed seriousness, exuding endless brilliance.

"You are alone, not an opponent."

"Then let's work together to defeat him." Hancock also knew that Hawkeye was telling the truth. She was not so stupid as to treat her own life as a joke. After all, at that moment before, the breath of death was very real. Until now, her queen The back is also wet.

"That's what I meant, but it's a pity he's not a swordsman." Somewhat disappointed, Hawkeye waited solemnly.

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