kacha kacha~

The tiny gears rotated slowly, and hundreds of ship spirits turned the muzzles of the conceptual weapons, allowing thousands of main guns to aim at Zhao Yinshun.

boom!

A few kilometers away, a flower of destruction with a diameter of a thousand meters exploded out of thin air on the sea. The terrifying salvo was like a volcanic eruption. The huge recoil caused the entire sea surface to sink suddenly, forming a huge bowl-shaped shallow pit.

On the other side, [High Dimensional Vision] clearly captured the dense barrage. Among them, the main gun shells of the three holy battleships were the most eye-catching. Each one contained magnificent divinity, like scorching meteors, bringing destruction and destruction.

The momentum of the earth flew towards me.

Not daring to raise his weight, Zhao Yinshun put his sword at his side, lunged and squatted down, leaning his upper body slightly forward. His whole body was like a continuously compressed spring, and his center of gravity became lower and lower.

Shunpo!

boom!

Without any warning, the accumulated power suddenly exploded, and the tiny snow-white figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a tsunami that exploded diagonally to the rear.

The next second, raindrop-like shells sealed the space of a kilometer in radius, like divine punishment coming, releasing a magnificent and cruel power of destruction.

Buzz~

The loud sound and terrifying explosion made people's ears silent, leaving only the faint lingering sound of buzzing.

Immediately, the dazzling divine light obscured their vision, and everyone's eyes were filled with colorful halos, and they briefly lost all sense of the outside world.

When the vision returned, a magnificent white mushroom cloud was slowly rising over the sea.

Thousands of artillery shells exploded simultaneously in a small space, evaporating tens of thousands of tons of seawater, forming a thick mist that spread along with the shock wave.

The violent wind set off waves several meters high on the sea, and the water droplets that hit his face were like bullets hitting the conceptual weapons. Looking at this devastating power, Yamamoto Yasuo didn't feel any joy. He just turned his head stiffly and caught a glimpse of

A streak of snow-white light flashed through the formation, and all the subordinates along the way turned into a pile of minced meat without any resistance.

Before anyone could react, the snow-white stream of light had already penetrated the military formation, and its elegant and elegant movements showed no trace of being suppressed by the military spirit.

Turning around with the sword flower in hand, Zhao Yinshun panted slightly and looked with satisfaction at the straight "channel" he had created.

On both sides of the passage, the blood mist filled the air from the explosion, and the broken limbs fell into the sea, dyeing the rolling waves a bright blood red.

At the explosive speed of nearly 300,000 [Agility], no one could react in time. [Luohu] wrapped in black light sword and even the human and conceptual weapons were chopped into pieces. Even the armor of the heavy cruiser could not resist the destruction.

Rule of cutting.

"Shun... step?"

With eyes wide open, Yamamoto Yasuo stared at the boy in white, recognizing the extraordinary power he used.

Why did he learn the untold secrets of Fuso martial arts?!

It’s okay to just learn it, but why is it so terrifying for him to use the same [Shunpo]?

With no time to think about it, no time to feel sorry for the loss of his subordinates, Yamamoto Yasuo roared angrily, and his thoughts spread throughout the army along with the blood evil link.

The sluggish and frightened ship spirits came to their senses, and the dense formation quickly spread out to form layers of elastic defense lines, like a big net wrapping up the young men in white.

In the inner perimeter, the heavy cruiser with the strongest defense held up a ship-cutting knife as wide as the door panel and carefully assumed a defensive posture. In front of them, three mythical ship spirits stood in an equilateral triangle, approaching the enemy little by little.

The sword edge was lowered to his side, Zhao Yinshun's eyes were calm, and his body under the white robe was squirming slightly, as if there were countless tiny insects scurrying under the skin.

Vigorous vitality surged in the meridians. In a few breaths, the muscles that were broken by the [Shunstep] burst quickly healed, and the cracked bones healed. The slightly declining aura quickly rose and even became more violent.

Sensing the enemy's unusual resilience, Yamamoto Yasuo secretly exchanged glances with his companions, his eyes full of bitterness.

【Jingguan】……

Although they don't know why the fifth level can push open the gate of Shenmen, the iron-clad facts are right in front of them, and they can't help but not believe it.

Accepting the absurd reality, Yamamoto Yasuo began to seriously think about how to completely kill a monster with the [Jing Pass] turned on?

Fortunately, this guy is too big and is surrounded by his own army. As long as he slowly wears it down and uses up the reserves in his body, he will be beaten to death sooner or later...

Unknowingly, Yamamoto Yasuo had subconsciously regarded Zhao Yinshun as a mythical creature.

He is still the kind of god of the ocean who is extremely difficult to deal with and can destroy an entire fleet by himself if he is not careful!

However, before Yamamoto Yasuo could adjust the military formation and regain his combat effectiveness, Zhao Yinshun took action boldly and pointed his sword at the three mythical ship spirits without fear.

Buzz~

The jet-black sword gang contained a terrifying destructive power. Yamamoto Yasuo's eyes shrank, and he clenched the handle of the knife with both hands. A dazzling light flashed from the long and sharp samurai sword, and it collided with the sword gang fiercely.

.

When~

The harsh sound of metal friction cracked rocks and penetrated the clouds. The divine energies stirred up each other, bursting into brilliant brilliance that shot straight into the sky, allowing extraordinary beings as far away as Fusang and Shenli to glimpse the looming beautiful halo in the atmosphere.

"what is that?"

"It seems like there are mythical creatures fighting."

"Would you like to go take a look?"

"That direction is the defense area of ​​the Fuso Royal Fleet. If we can fight with them so lively, do you think there will be an advantage? Be careful and get yourself involved..."

"Well, I'm just going to take a look from a distance, isn't it?"

"If I have that spare time, I might as well capture one more city, which can not only make money but also improve my cultivation."

"…………"

In the mainland of Fuso Kingdom across the sea, countless extraordinary beings looked at the flickering divine light in the atmosphere and were worried.

"Master, that direction is the fleet's defense zone, right? Does anyone want to cut off our supply line?"

A handsome and burly young man clenched the katana in his hand and frowned.

Beside him, a slender old man looked at the sky, with shimmering light reflected in his retinas. After a long time, he sighed leisurely.

"It's Yamamoto Yasuo's power, but I've never seen the enemy's aura before. It's weird and terrifying."

"Weird? Scary?"

I have never heard a teacher comment like this before, and the young man's brows became even more knotted.

"Well, his status is abnormally low, and his sense of oppression is abnormally high. Even Yamamoto Yasuo, the three of them, can't suppress him..."

"Can't you suppress the three myths? Could it be that the high-level sea gods are migrating?"

"No, as I said, the enemy's level is very low, only... fifth level!"

The young man shrank sharply, and the young man stared at the teacher in disbelief, as if trying to find the element of joking in his expression.

Can three mythological lords defeat a fifth-level one?

Master, are you Laohu Tu?!

Thoughts of treason were swirling in his heart, but the slender old man's eyes moved and his brows furrowed thoughtfully.

"Are the rumors true... He can really rival the gods with a mortal body, or even surpass the gods..."

Hearing the teacher's subtle murmur, the young man's heart felt like a cat scratching his head.

"Master, have you recognized the enemy's identity?"

"It's just a guess. Even if there are rumors in the world, there are countless people in the world who can compete with the gods with a fifth-level body. Each one of them is the supreme genius who inherits the saint's legal tradition. And around us, Fusang, there are even more

There is only one."

"who is it?!"

Looking back at the young disciple, the slender old man let out a long sigh.

"Damin Wu'anjun, champion lord, Liuyin Zhuguo, Zhao Yinshun."

Upon hearing this thundering name, the young man's breath froze and he clenched his fists.

On the other side, in the battlefield thousands of kilometers away, a straight stream of light penetrated into the sea, opening a long and narrow trench. The sea water on both sides could not close together for a long time under the influence of mysterious laws, forming a temporary "canyon"

.

At the end of the "canyon", Zhao Yinshun suppressed the blood in his throat and slowly stood up.

The enemy's powerful divine power penetrated the law protection of [Fudo Myooh], invaded the body along [Rahu], and traveled upstream along the finger bones, crushing most of the bones in his body into pieces.

However, the enemy on the opposite side was even more miserable. Although Zhao Yinshun was completely crushed by [Li Guan] in terms of [Quality], his quantity was exaggerated to an incredible level. In addition, the damage of [Fudo Ming King] superimposed his own strength.

In response, with just one blow, the opponent was so bloody that his eyes almost squirted out.

But before Zhao Yinshun could fully recover, two old guys with no martial ethics brazenly attacked the 17-year-old young man.

boom!

There was no nonsense at all. More than a dozen main guns let out violent roars, completely sealing off the space hundreds of meters around the boy.

Under [High Dimensional Vision], Zhao Yinshun's eyes did not move, but his vision captured the cannonballs lingering around him without any blind spots. As they "slowly" approached, he still sighed leisurely.

Fortunately, we dealt with the guy who turned on [Sensitivity] in advance, otherwise it would have been really difficult for the four of us...

Tanks, warriors, adcs, assassins... add a nanny and you can become a boss!

Damn it, a group of seventh-level gods treat me, a little fifth-level mortal, as a boss. Where is your dignity?
To be continued...