The wind roared and blew throughout the rock layer. An unfathomable crack spread around with Hancock as the center. The crack was very thin, but looking from top to bottom, it gave people a feeling of intestinal measurement.

Ye Nan's face turned red, his whole body trembled, and he kept murmuring, "It's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault."

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Nan's voice became louder and louder, and the voice was trembling slightly. A sad atmosphere gradually spread in the air.

"It's not your fault." Luke was also infected by the sad atmosphere. He suddenly felt sympathy for Ye Nan. "If it's your fault, then it's mine."

"If I hadn't bought you, maybe you could have kept the secret. I would also be responsible for what I have encountered now."

"Shut up both of you." Obi-Wan Kenobi interrupted the two of them in a rage. "You two are not wrong, you just blame the enemy for being too sinister."

With the enemy in front, the people on their side were full of grief and anger and lost their combat effectiveness. This was not what a real Jedi should do. When fighting, a real Jedi would never change any color because of the other party's verbal attacks.

And it can be seen from the other party's words that the other party directly designed drawings against him and the Death Star, and there was no possibility of talking about it.

"The one who shook the earth just now should be this black man, but the one named Superman Clark cannot be underestimated." Obi-Wan Kenobi's eyes flashed, and he recalled what the black man said when he introduced Clark just now.

"We must find a chance to kill Superman Clark. Otherwise, no matter where we hide, we will be found by him. Even if we are injured or dead, we will kill him."

"I said you are enough?" Hancock looked impatient. "I said for a long time, but I didn't see you taking action. Hurry up and start, I can't help but fight."

"Tell me, why are you looking for the Death Star design and me? Lord Black asked you to find it?" Obi-Wan Kenobi did not respond, but looked at Superman Clark, trying to see something from Superman Clark's face.

But he was destined to be disappointed, and there was no expression on Superman Clark's face. He said with a plain face: "The Sith Emperor asked us to come. He offered a price we could not refuse, so let us take you and the Death Star design drawings back."

"Is the Sith?" Obi-Wan Kenobi sneered, "Then you will be ruined here."

Before he finished speaking, Obi-Wan Kenobi took action, and a hilt of a sword slipped out of his sleeve. He reached out, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and swung the lightsaber.

"Your opponent is me." Hancock was not surprised but happy. He stepped forward and looked happy. "My name is Hancock, remember. When someone asks you who you lost to, you will say it is Hancock."

Hancock stood in front of Obi-Wan Kenobi, and directly reached out to grab the lightsaber.

"Idiot." Obi-Wan Kenobi sneered. The lightsaber is the sharpest weapon of the Galaxy Empire. None of them can cut off any metal. So far, there is no metal that can stop the lightsaber.

"It's bad." Ye Nan's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene. He had never touched the lightsaber, but judging from the force of the lightsaber, it should be a high-energy laser, which can cut off steel in an instant.

Hancock was arrogant and believed that his steel body could block the laser, and he might suffer some small losses.

Sure enough, if Ye Nan had expected, although Hancock grabbed the lightsaber, the lightsaber also penetrated through his hands, and was wiped by the lightsaber from top to bottom, from hand to legs.

"How is that possible?" The expected one-slash and two-cutting failure did not appear. The lightsaber was bounced away as if it had received some powerful resistance when it touched Hancock's arm.

"How could his body be so hard?"

This is no longer the scope of the body of steel. Even steel must be cut off with one knife when facing a lightsaber.

"Is he still a human?" This question couldn't help but emerge from Obi-Wan Kenobi's mind.

Humans are fragile. Whether it is humans evolved from monkeys, intelligent life evolved from various animals such as lions, tigers, or frogs, they are fragile. Lightsabers can easily penetrate them and kill them, which is why the Jedi can roam the Milky Way.

But now, Hancock's body's strength subverted his imagination. The body, which was harder than steel, could actually bounce off his lightsaber and prevent his lightsaber from stabbing in. He suddenly had a sudden crash.

"Damn it." Hancock was not feeling well at this time. Although the lightsaber did not break the defense, it also caused damage. The hot lightsaber passed by his arm and almost pierced his flesh. The consequence was that the place where the lightsaber just now had red and swollen, as if it was burned by flames, hot and painful.

"I was indeed a little careless. I thought my power was the strongest besides His Majesty and Superman Clark. It should be easy to resist a small lightsaber, but I was wrong."

"Old man, you are very powerful, beyond my expectations of you. No wonder Your Majesty said you are a difficult character to deal with. If you are not careful, you will die at your hands."

"Who is Your Majesty in your mouth?" Obi-Wan Kenobi asked. When Hancock was talking about the Sith Emperor, he directly called him the Sith Emperor, but what he said now was His Majesty. The meanings of the two represent were completely different.

Calling the name of the Siths proves that Hancock has no surrender or belonging to the Siths, and the Majesty Hancock mentioned represents respect.

"You don't need to know who your Majesty is in my mouth. You just need you to die in my hands soon." Hancock shook his arm, and all the scars on his hands were restored.

"Old man, I admit that I underestimated you at first, but now I will do my best."

"Super recovery ability." Obi-Wan Kenobi's eyes stared at Hancock's arm, thinking something was wrong.

Originally, Hancock was able to play the lightsaber with his own surprise. He didn't expect that his hard body would have such a strong recovery power, which was beyond imagination.

"Didn't it mean that softness is softness, hardness is hardness? How can a hard ** be mixed with super recovery power?"

"It seems that there is trouble this time."

Obi-Wan Kenobi kept thinking about how to deal with Hancock in front of him.

The body with super strong recovery power is simply an unsolvable combination. Unless he can forcibly break Hancock's body and kill him, it would be almost impossible to defeat him.

"What are you still thinking?" Hancock roared and punched him out.

Obi-Wan Kenobi reached out and pointed at Hancock. Hancock, who was originally aggressive, suddenly stopped and leaned downward. His fingers covered his neck, as if he was fighting something.

"What's going on?" Hancock's voice was a little hoarse because his hands were covering his neck.

"Is the power of the Force?" Ye Nan stared at Hancock with wide eyes. In his perception, a strange force gathered on Hancock's neck, but he did not dare to use his spiritual power, fearing that he would be discovered by Obi-Wan Kenobi.

"Hancock." Superman Clark saw that Hancock was controlled by Obi-Wan Kenobi with strange power and immediately rushed forward.

"Don't interfere with my battle." A hoarse voice came from Hancock's mouth. He slowly stood up, a look of pain appeared on his face.

An inexplicable force, from the outside to the inside, tangled in Hancock's throat, constantly oppressing, although it could not kill him, it made him feel uncomfortable.

But even so, he was unwilling to let Superman Clark intervene because it was his battle.

"I'm not interfering with your battle, I'm just completing your Majesty's orders." Superman Clark said coldly, his figure disappeared in front of everyone, and then appeared beside Obi-Wan Kenobi, punching Obi-Wan Kenobi's belly, knocking Obi-Wan Kenobi away.

"Those who hurt my companion die."

Superman Clark looked at Obi-Wan Kenobi indifferently, with no trace of pity for the old man on his face, only endless indifference.

Obi-Wan Kenobi was huddled on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth. He felt that his internal organs were about to break. The force of the punch just now was too great, so big that he, the old guy, could not bear it.

"The speed is too fast, there is no time to react." At this moment, Obi-Wan Kenobi was still analyzing the strengths of Superman Clark.

"The strength of one ** is so exaggerated that the lightsaber cannot pierce. If it is damaged, it can be recovered in an instant; the speed of the other is invisible to the naked eye. Where did these two people emerge from? They are just a simple employment relationship with the Sith Emperor, or what agreement did the His Majesty behind them reach with the Sith Emperor, and who is their Majesty, why haven't they heard of such a person before?"

Obi-Wan Kenobi stood up silently, and became a little anxious.

"You are very strong, but you can't kill me. I hurt your friend. If you want to avenge him, just come."

"Are you irritating me?" Superman Clark's figure disappeared again.
Chapter completed!