Black Blade Yoru Snapped
Mihawk nodded sincerely, and a hint of something indescribable appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lin Yan.
No wonder he's so powerful.
In a sense, Lin Yan on the other side might be the same kind of person as him.
Both of them were pursuing the ultimate in power!
Compared to ordinary martial artists who pursue fame and fortune, this kind of pursuit is the foundation for a person to become strong. Mihawk vaguely saw this in Lin Yan.
Then there's no need to say more.
One battle will suffice!
"Be careful now, this is my strongest move yet."
Mihawk took a deep breath, gripped his Yoru tightly with both hands, and solemnly reminded Lin Yan.
It's easy to imagine.
A move that makes him so cautious must be extraordinary.
However, Lin Yan simply gave a hearty smile.
"No need for further words! One move will decide the outcome!"
"Good!"
Without another word, Mihawk took a deep breath and raised his Yoru, high in the air, as if he were trying to feel something.
The Sword Intent emanating from the man's entire body suddenly vanished.
Yoru high in his hand.
Even his aura quickly vanished completely. If it weren't for the fact that Mihawk was still there, everyone would have thought he had turned into a stone statue.
"This is...?"
Even Shanks, a former friend of Mihawk, was momentarily stunned by what he saw.
Like everyone else present.
If it weren't for Mihawk being so close by, even his Observation Haki wouldn't have been able to detect his presence.
"This... this is really happening?"
"Am I seeing things? Mihawk is standing right there."
"This is the first time I've ever seen someone conceal their aura to this extent..."
Among the onlookers were many powerful experts, who frowned upon seeing this scene. Those with formidable strength all had methods to conceal their aura to some extent.
It was done so thoroughly...
Mihawk is still number one!
Looking at the motionless Mihawk, everyone was puzzled, except for Lin Yan, who wore an expression of great interest.
"Looks like it's time to get serious."
A rather arrogant smile appeared on his face.
Facing the motionless, seemingly dead Mihawk, Lin Yan also took a deep breath and then raised the Holy Sword in her hand.
It's exactly the same move Mihawk made before.
But what about Lin Yan?
That would make a much bigger commotion!
Boom------!
As Lin Yan made this movement, the breeze that had been swirling around the Holy Sword suddenly dissipated, revealing an extremely dazzling light on the entire blade.
At the same time, specks of light began to appear from all around.
Like spirits from a mythical paradise, they coiled themselves around the Holy Sword.
The scene looked extremely sacred.
"Just as rumored!"
Upon seeing this, Shanks instantly grinned. As one of the Four Emperors, he naturally knew a lot of information, and the sword in Lin Yan's hand was one of them.
He had only watched from afar the last time, and Charlotte Linlin had overshadowed much of his brilliance.
I finally got to see it up close!
And it's even more outrageous than last time!
This time, it truly unleashed its full power; the dazzling golden light was not limited to the isolated island beneath its feet, but encompassed the surrounding sea as well.
With ample time to build up power, Lin Yan was also attempting to push the limits of the Excalibur for the first time.
And that's not all!
Seemingly influenced by Mihawk's fighting spirit, and with ample time this time, Lin Yan recklessly increased her power while also attempting to transform the attributes of the light.
The Holy Sword, entwined with victory and glory, represents the power of purification and destruction.
However, if it involves transforming the attributes of the Holy Sword.
That is the ultimate destructive power!
To be honest, this was Lin Yan's first time trying this too, but considering it was produced by the system and she possessed Infinite Martial Arts, she felt she still had a good chance!
Soon enough, everyone, including Shanks, couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise.
"Look... at those lights?!"
"It's getting dark!"
"What an ominous aura..."
At a certain moment, centered on where Lin Yan stood, the dazzling holy light suddenly transformed into a pitch-black storm, and the form of the Holy Sword also began to change.
The Holy Sword sword, representing glory and victory, also began to transform.
First, the sword turned pitch black.
Immediately, ominous red runes began to appear on the sword.
A chilling, ominous aura began to permeate the battlefield, while at the same time, Lin Yan was desperately trying to reduce the range of the upcoming light cannon.
The towering pillar of light began to slowly condense, until it was reduced to about two fingers wide by Lin Yan, at which point it slowly stopped.
At the same moment, Mihawk, who had been silent all along, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Damn it! We're not maintaining a safe distance! Everyone, back up!"
Shanks, who was staring in disbelief at everything, was the first to react and, without thinking, suddenly roared out.
At this moment, the power gathered around Lin Yan was immense.
Even Shanks felt his hair stand on end.
"Run!"
The powerful swordsman also realized what was happening and retreated without saying a word.
"Uh... retreat another hundred meters?"
"Get out of here! Stay at least a kilometer away, or no one can save you!"
"Oh my god, run!"
Everyone retreated rapidly to the outer perimeter, and even Shanks himself suddenly drew his sword and planted it in the ground to fend off the approaching storm.
Then, in the next second, Mihawk drew his sword.
As he said before, this was a sword strike that brought everything together.
Silent and stealthy, yet utterly terrifying.
The ultimate sharpness represented by the great swordsman erupted at this moment, and a huge sword aura slashed fiercely towards Lin Yan.
No one doubts that anyone who stands unguarded in front of others will inevitably end up in two different places.
"Good timing!"
However, Lin Yan was not afraid at all. Seeing the huge sword light unleashed by Mihawk, a wild smile appeared on her face. In the next instant, the Holy Sword in her hand also slashed down heavily.
"ExcaliurMorgan----!"
In an instant, the black and red torrent, compressed to its limit, swept out and easily cut the sword light in two, even under Mihawk's stunned gaze. Then, with its remaining power, it rushed towards Mihawk.
"Get out of the way!!!"
Shanks, completely disregarding his composure, roared at Mihawk.
In the very end, Mihawk only had time to hold the Yoru horizontally in front of him before he swiftly moved to the side.
Then the next second.
Whether it was Shanks, whose eyes were wide open, or the swordsmen who were busy running for their lives, they all clearly heard a crisp sound.
Click----!