One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

The domineering aura was like a surging tide, constantly spreading around, full of oppression. Ling Tian could clearly feel that Hannibal's domineering aura contained a powerful force, as if it could burst out with amazing attack power at any time.

Ling Tian knew that he was about to face a difficult battle. This battle was not only a contest of strength, but also a duel of wisdom and courage.

Hannibal should have been eager to see the prisoners in the city prison cause a commotion. Deep down in his heart, he had always longed to be promoted from deputy director to director.

He had imagined countless times that he was sitting in the director's position, commanding everything in Impel Down.

He longed for power, longed for recognition, and longed to be the master of Impel Down. Whenever he saw Magellan's majestic figure, Hannibal's desire became stronger.

He felt that he was no worse than Magellan, he just lacked an opportunity.

However, the Five Elders had issued an order before that Impel Down must be strictly guarded, otherwise both he and Magellan would be in danger.

This order was like a heavy yoke, firmly restraining Hannibal's ambition. It was an order that could not be disobeyed, like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, reminding him at all times not to slack off.

Hannibal knew the authority of the Five Elders, and their orders were as strong as steel and could not be questioned. He did not dare to disobey the order because he knew the consequences of disobeying would be extremely serious.

This order forced him to temporarily put aside his ambitions and devote himself to the task of guarding the city. But deep in his heart, the desire was still burning, but it was temporarily suppressed.

Hannibal felt that Ling Tian in front of him was emitting a dangerous aura. That aura was like an invisible pressure that instantly tensed his nerves.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on Ling Tian, ​​as if he was examining a powerful opponent. A strong sense of vigilance surged in his heart, he knew that this intruder was no ordinary person.

He immediately drew out the naginata in his hand - the blood sucker. The big knife flashed a cold light under the dim light, as if it was a murder weapon taken out from the depths of hell.

The blade was extremely sharp, flashing with cold light, as if it could easily cut through anything. The cold light was particularly dazzling in the dim environment, making people shudder.

Hannibal gripped the hilt tightly, his fingers turning slightly pale, revealing his inner tension and determination.

His eyes became sharper, like two sharp swords, shooting straight at Ling Tian. His body leaned forward slightly, ready to attack at any time.

Soon, Hannibal covered the blood-sucking creature with armed color domineering.

The Armament Haki was dancing on the blade like a black flame, emitting a powerful wave of power. The black flame seemed to have life, constantly rolling and surging, as if showing its powerful power to the world.

The domineering aura on the blade made the blood sucker more majestic, as if it was a magical weapon that could destroy everything. Hannibal felt the power on the blade and was filled with confidence.

He knew that with the blessing of Armament Haki, his attack power would be greatly enhanced.

"Hmph, intruder, don't even think about doing whatever you want in Impel Down." Hannibal shouted coldly, his voice echoing in the air like thunder.

His eyes were filled with anger and majesty, as if he was declaring his sovereignty to Ling Tian. Then, he immediately rushed towards Ling Tian. His speed was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning across the scorching air.

His figure left a vague afterimage in the air, making it difficult to grasp. His footsteps were heavy and powerful, and every step seemed to shake the earth.

His momentum was like a surging tide, sweeping towards Ling Tian. The blood sucker in his hand was waving in the air, bringing up a gust of wind, as if he wanted to defeat Ling Tian completely.

Hannibal's figure was like a ferocious cheetah, sprinting forward at an extremely fast speed, bringing with it a gust of wind. The gust of wind whistled, as if it was an angry roar, and rushed towards Ling Tian fiercely.

The air was torn apart by Hannibal's high-speed movement, making a sharp sound, as if playing a prelude to the upcoming fierce battle.

The flame of battle burned in Hannibal's eyes, and his expression was ferocious and determined, as if he wanted to defeat Ling Tian in one fell swoop and defend the dignity of advancing into the city.

Looking at Hannibal rushing over, Ling Tian's eyes instantly became serious. He knew that the current situation did not allow him to hesitate any longer.

Ling Tian also directly removed his stealth mode. It was not that Ling Tian did not want to find Ace quickly, but just when Ling Tian stepped into the Scorching Prison, he used his Observation Haki and felt that there were at least seven generals in the Impel Down Prison.

At that moment, Ling Tian's heart was filled with shock and vigilance.

He understood that in such an environment, stealth mode was no longer safe.

Those powerful auras made him realize that he might be discovered at any time, and once discovered, the stealth mode would become a constraint on him, making it impossible for him to react quickly at the critical moment.

Ling Tian understood that in this situation, he had to go all out to deal with the enemy in front of him. He could not have the slightest reservation, because every mistake could lead to fatal consequences.

Ace's safety is important, but if he can't resolve the crisis at hand first, then he will have no chance to save Ace.

After removing the stealth mode, Ling Tian was like a god of war who had been untied, and he instantly burst out with a powerful aura. His movements were decisive and swift, and he immediately pulled out the Flowing Blade from his waist.

As soon as the Ryujin Jakka appeared, it flashed with a fiery light, which was like a burning flame, warm and dazzling. The flame patterns on the blade seemed to come alive, jumping and dancing, emitting a terrifying high temperature.

This sword seemed to be an extension of Ling Tian's power, full of endless majesty and power.

Ling Tian gripped the hilt tightly; his palm and the hilt seemed to be integrated into one, conveying a firm belief.

He stared firmly at Hannibal, who was rushing towards him. There was no fear in his eyes, only determination to move forward. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain, waiting for the coming storm.

When Hannibal's broadsword came with great force, Ling Tian swung his sword to block it without hesitation. His movements were smooth and natural, as if he had practiced them countless times.

His arm muscles were tense, and he concentrated all his strength on the knife.

The Ryujin Jakka and Hannibal's broadsword collided in mid-air, making a loud and clear sound. The sound was like a huge bell, echoing in the scorching prison, making people's eardrums hurt.