The King of Special Warfare

(11,000 words big chapter~)

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The sea breeze ceased.

The sound of the tide receded.

The dense night gradually covered the receding moonlight. In the darkest night before dawn, the whole world seemed to have returned to the most depressing state of silence.

The last ray of moonlight fell on the sea, the blue waves slowly undulating, and the sparkling waves with surging cold brilliance illuminated the entire beach in a haze. In the trance light, the figure on the beach seemed to follow Walking in the breeze, not in a hurry.

There was light in the dark pupils of the black pupils. She glanced quietly, and her face changed slightly, with a surprise that she couldn't hide at all.

As the moonlight receded, the visibility under the night had dropped to the lowest, but that person was at the extreme end of the line of sight, still outside the observation range of everyone, so no one has been able to see this Qin Weibai so far Who is the young Tianjiao in his mouth?

But Hei Tong is different.

Her pair of black eyes with almost no whites look creepy, but they are extremely talented. Since she was a child, her range of vision and visibility are much stronger than others, and it is precisely because of this vision His superiority made Heitong one of the most valuable talents within the Beihai Wang Clan. In terms of strength, Heitong was infinitely close to half-step invincibility and still had room for improvement, so no one dared to underestimate him. With her superior eyesight, she is also one of the most terrifying snipers in the Beihai Wang Clan.

So under the circumstances that no one could see clearly the distance, through the dark night, only Heitong could clearly see the distant beach and the figure in the distance.

Hei Tong's pupils shrank obviously, and his eyes became more concentrated. In his sight, the so-called young Tianjiao was not only young?

Totally a teenager.

Nearly 300 meters away, with her black pupils concentrated, she could clearly see the other person's figure and appearance. In his sight, it was a face that was not only young, but even childish.

sixteen years old? Seventeen? Or eighteen?

He walked on the beach with a calm face, wearing Dongdao's junior high school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, as if he was on his way to school.

For a moment, Hei Tong felt that it was extremely ridiculous.

Going to school so early is ridiculous.

But Qin Weibai, the No. 2 person who can exercise the dominating power in the reincarnation palace is also absurd to kill a junior high school student.

And in such an important cooperation between Wang Xiaoyao and Samsara, it is absurd to use such a child's life as a vote.

It is still absurd for Qin Weibai to say that he is not the child's opponent.

Heitong stood there in a daze, forgot to speak for a while.

The boy on the beach got closer and closer, and gradually became clear in the eyes of several other people.

"It's him?"

Wang Xiaoyao finally saw clearly the young man by the seashore, his eyes widened, and he looked at Qin Weibai in astonishment, with unconcealable suspicion.

Not only Wang Xiaoyao, but even the extremely deep aura hidden by the saints and military masters fluctuated slightly, which was obviously a bit unbelievable.

This is really a boy who looks childish, with an ordinary height and appearance, but he looks very clean, regardless of his clothes and face, he is very clean.

But other than that, the other party didn't seem to have anything worth noting.

Thick night, boundless sea.

In the huge environment, that thin and small figure walked quietly, peacefully, but with a little loneliness.

Qin Weibai's bright and condensed eyes were still clear, but a little more dazed.

At this moment, she thought of Li Tianlan.

Did the man who was already doomed in her destiny, a few years ago, many years ago, walk alone and peacefully in the vast forest like the young man in front of her?

"How is this person?"

Qin Weibai was silent for a while, then asked suddenly, her face was calm and perfect, but her heart was always violently agitated.

"Ordinary."

Wang Xiaoyao shook his head, and glanced at Qin Weibai beside him: "Could it be that you have found the wrong person?"

The corners of Qin Weibai's mouth raised, with a sneer, with indescribable arrogance and coldness, she stared at the boy's eyebrows at the bottom of the mountain seriously, maybe it was a preconceived relationship, but at this moment, the other person's eyebrows and eyes were so clear, Even a little dazzling.

"I can't see clearly."

The saint suddenly said, the sharp sword intent hovering around him had completely dormant, and there seemed to be vague hesitation in his steady voice: "I can't see through it, it's strange."

"Can't see clearly? Can't see through?"

Wang Xiaoyao frowned, and turned his eyes to the boy who might die in his hands again.

The boy by the sea is getting closer and closer, with a distance of tens of meters, they can almost see every expression on each other's faces.

Ordinary, calm, dull.

The other party seemed to be thinking about something, and looked a little dazed.

"It's very strange."

The voice of the strategist sounded next to his ears, also with a hint of doubt that could not be explored: "The other party looks too ordinary, a bit fake? It's not right, this feeling is very weird."

"Real and unreal."

Qin Weibai said quietly.

Wang Xiaoyao, who had been silently observing the boy, was shocked suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He finally discovered the unusualness of the boy.

The night is spreading.

The waves are rolling.

The young man in front of him was walking on the beach unhurriedly, but his every move gave people a clear and almost eerie reality. Everything about him seemed to be laid out in front of them, which could be seen through at a glance, but if you take a closer look, If you observe carefully, you will find that this so-called seeing through is no different from not seeing through.

He exists very real, but the whole person does not have any emotion and temperament.

Between reality and illusion, there is no pretense, no ego, only a very real emptiness.

It's like a cloud of air.

Obviously saw it, but didn't seem to see it.

It was the first time for Wang Xiaoyao to feel this weird feeling. For a while, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he even felt that he was living in hell.

Young arrogance?

Young Tianjiao?

Qin Weibai's evaluation suddenly became very important in his heart, his face was solemn, and he said slowly: "This person is not simple. Who is he?"

Such a character makes him instinctively feel strange and dangerous, even frightening. This is almost an intuitive premonition. Wang Xiaoyao's superficial strength is in the stable stage of the Thunder Realm, but his actual strength has already reached his early thirties. It is a half-step invincible state. Although it has not yet reached the level of a saint and a military adviser, it is not afraid of a young man. What he is worried or even afraid of is the future of the young man in front of him.

If it is really the young Tianjiao, the other party will definitely be a character that no one dares to ignore in the dark world from now on.

Qin Weibai didn't speak, but quietly looked at the young man who was getting closer and closer. The gentle wind fluttered her clothes. In a trance, this strange woman who was regarded as a goddess by countless people in the dark world became more and more ethereal and dreamy. .

No one knew what the young man in front of him meant to the dark world, to the East Island, and to the upcoming Battle of Long Island. Neither the military master nor the saints knew.

If Li Tianlan was the one Qin Weibai wanted to protect no matter what during the Battle of Long Island, the young man in front of him was the one he wanted to kill at all costs.

The two seem unrelated, but are they really unrelated?

The memories cleared along with the sound of the tide, and then turned into a huge wave, crazily impacting all her rationality.

In fact, it has nothing to do with the poison of extreme cold and poison of extreme heat, nor has it anything to do with the deal between reincarnation and that mysterious force. Even without everything, she still has to kill the young man in front of her. has completely changed.

"I do it now?"

Wang Xiaoyao hesitated, and asked, he still doesn't know the strength of the boy in front of him, but the more he observes, the more urgent he feels in his heart, there seems to be an intuition reminding him of the boy in front of him The threat to him made him want to make a move impatiently.

He took a step forward, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes suddenly.

This murderous intent suppressed the infinite sharpness, but it was very weak, so weak that it was almost hard to detect.

But almost at the same time, the young man who seemed to be distracted while walking forward suddenly stopped.

The distance between the two sides was tens of meters, separated by the deepest night, the boy raised his head and looked towards the cliff.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoyao only felt that he saw two stars.

Those were a pair of eyes that suddenly condensed all the brilliance, clear and calm with a hint of playfulness and playfulness.

The afterglow of the moonlight seemed to be concentrated on him all at once, making him look more real and more illusory.

"Who's there?"

He opened his mouth slowly, his soft voice carried the hoarseness of a boy's youthful voice, and was as gentle as the night wind blowing by his ears.

Such a keen perception is simply unimaginable. Although the two sides are only tens of meters apart, that is only a plane distance. There are cliffs rising from the ground. At such a distance, the other party can instantly lock on with a slight killing intent. Their position is simply...

Wang Xiaoyao's eyes were completely concentrated, and fierce killing intent flickered in his pupils. He took another step forward and was about to jump off the cliff.

"saint."

Qin Weibai suddenly spoke softly.

The saint took a step forward without making a sound.

"you go."

Qin Weibai said lightly: "Quick battle and quick decision."

Wang Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that even if Qin Weibai wanted him to kill the boy below, he didn't want him to do it now.

It seems that what Qin Weibai wants is to end the other party's life by himself, instead of fighting the other party himself?

He raised his eyebrows, remained silent and did not speak. Obviously, the young man below had secrets, and Qin Weibai didn't seem to want to expose these secrets, so he let the saints do it.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyao's heart was full of strangeness.

Under the current situation in Dongdao, who is the boy who Qin Weibai secretly came to Ninghu to kill? What impact can it have on the current situation?

This woman who made him unable to extricate himself when he met for the first time, Wang Xiaoyao has learned too much in the past few years. Wei Bai would not be in a hurry to kill such a character.

"good."

The saint responded indifferently, took a step forward, and rushed down the cliff without hesitation.

His body wrapped in a black cloak fell rapidly, and the sword energy like a flash flood stirred up the night, and rushed directly to the boy by the beach.

The dull thunder suddenly rolled across the sky, the thunder fell violently, and the sword energy tore through the night. The night sky hundreds of meters was instantly dyed into a strange blue curtain by the sword energy. Murderous.

The sword energy is majestic and mighty!

In an instant, the boy who was standing quietly by the sea completely changed.

His figure became clearer and clearer under the blue light curtain, but his aura became more and more illusory. Under the edge of the mighty sword energy, the young man had a vague feeling that he was almost dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

Only his eyes were still bright, and his eyes were still clear, passing through the light curtain composed of sword energy, passing through the night, and shooting straight at the cliff.

It was clear and quiet, but it revealed a ferocity that was suppressed to the extreme!

The saint's body had already landed, and in front of him, the light curtain composed of sword energy was still expanding, completely enveloping the young man almost in the blink of an eye.

Sword Qi raged and danced in the air, and the yellow sand on the beach shot up into the sky under the lasing of the sword Qi, and flew up to a height of 100 meters. Countless blue arcs danced wildly, and the entire battlefield instantly became A strange world.

In the blurred light and shadow, those clear but fierce eyes became brighter and brighter. The boy's body didn't move, and he didn't take out any weapons.

He just threw away the schoolbag in his hand and put his hands together.

The moment the sword energy was about to fall, the boy's hands suddenly formed a complex and weird handprint.

This is a unique technique that has never appeared in the dark world.

unfamiliar.

Unknown.

No print!

Heaven and earth have no form, and all living beings have no form.

The sword energy densely packed like a curtain rushed past the young man almost violently.

The boy's body seemed to flicker extremely slightly.

In the next second, his seemingly extremely thin body appeared directly in front of the saint.

quick.

Fast as a ghost.

Wang Xiaoyao, who had been staring at all this, didn't even see for a moment how he avoided the violent sword energy.

The young man kept his hands together, his fingers changed, and a new seal suddenly took shape again.

The temperature in the air plummeted.

Midsummer suddenly turned into cold winter, and the world seemed to become absolutely indifferent.

"Crack..."

With a crisp sound, the high altitude above suddenly condensed into a layer of ice, and the ice layer spread wildly, almost instantly spreading to a range of hundreds of meters.

The seal formula in the young man's hands was completely formed.

"boom!"

The ice-cold area hundreds of meters away was shaken violently, and then completely shattered.

Countless sharp ice cubes are like spears after spears falling from high altitude with a sharp howling sound.

Unfeeling seal!

Soft wind, dark night, cold moon.

Everything disappeared in an instant, leaving only violent killing intent and extreme indifference on the entire battlefield.

"brush!"

Without any hesitation, the saint immediately drew the long sword behind him.

The boss said he wanted a quick fix, so from the very beginning, he went all out!

The sharp light of the sword's edge jumped, and a touch of dangerous blue condensed to the extreme immediately permeated the sword's edge.

The distance between the boy and the saint was already extremely close, and at the same time when the sword was raised, the tip of the sword almost touched the boy's chest.

The blue sharp edge pierced the boy's school uniform soundlessly, and the boy's figure had already soared into the sky, and what moved with his body were still handprints.

His handprints have become more and more complicated, and a large afterimage has been clearly brought out between the quick seals.

raised.

Keep rising.

The saint raised his sword and looked up, and the boy's figure had already appeared in the air at a height of nearly 100 meters.

The fingerprints are completely condensed.

Unlimited printing!

"boom!"

A violent thunder suddenly exploded from the highest part of the sky, and a blue and purple light spot suddenly appeared in the sky, and fell straight down from the sky.

The light spot keeps getting bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a thick and almost terrifying thunder light, which traverses the sky and the earth!

Thunder Realm!

Except for Qin Weibai, everyone's expressions completely changed.

This is not even the most basic thunder realm, but a master who has infinitely approached the peak of the thunder realm.

A... teenage Thunderland! ?

How can this be? !

How did his body withstand the power of the Shocking Thunder Realm?

The eyes of the saints also changed.

He had already overestimated the young man in the sky enough, but he never expected that the other party was already approaching the peak of the Shocking Thunder Realm.

When Qin Weibai said that Hei Tong was not his opponent, the saint didn't think much about it. He thought that the opponent was at most at the peak of the Burning Fire Realm, or that it was similar to Li Tianlan's half-step thunder state back then. , that kind of strength is already enough to barely defeat Heitong. Before the battle, even when he was killed, he never thought that a boy in his teens would have the strength infinitely close to the peak of the Shocking Thunder Realm.

What does it mean to be a Tianjiao who is close to the peak of Thunder Realm?

That means that the opponent is enough to pose an absolutely fatal threat to him!

On the cliff, the military division subconsciously took a step forward.

Wang Xiaoyao and Hei Tong's murderous intent has not been concealed.

Especially Wang Xiaoyao, whose whole body was icy cold, felt the bone-chilling fear for the first time.

A ten-year-old peak expert in the Shocking Thunder Realm, not to mention how his body can withstand this force, just this talent is enough to make everyone's scalp tingle. How old is it?

Twenty-five?

Twenty-eight years old?

Such talent seems to be stronger than Wang Shengxiao and Li Tianlan.

If he grows up, he will be a huge threat to everyone.

everyone!

"boom!"

The violent thunder sounded from top to bottom, and the huge thunder light seemed to hang down from the end of the sky. The area with a radius of tens of meters was completely covered by this thunder light that swelled to the limit. Looking at it from above, this is completely a breakthrough that broke through the confinement of heaven and earth. The beam of light carries the power to destroy everything.

This is the real power of heaven and earth!

The boy still kept his hands in knots, and his expression was cold. At this moment, he was standing in the air, his whole body was surrounded by electric lights, majestic like a god.

A huge thunder light descended from the sky, covering the surroundings, and it was inevitable.

In the middle of the thunder, the saint suddenly straightened his body, raised his arms, and shook his sword!

There was a sudden roar in the center of the thunder, and the ordinary long sword in the saint's hand was shattered directly. With him as the center, the air hundreds of meters around was twisted and rotated wildly in an instant, and countless icicles that fell from the sky turned into powder in an instant. The saint The body didn't move, but a storm with a height of hundreds of meters was raised around the body. The storm changed from twisted to a dark blue. The endless roar of thunder and lightning continued to gather in the storm, and the whole space seemed to freeze.

Lightning fell from above.

Storms rise from the ground.

Wind and thunder gathered.

The fierce howling sound reverberated around with a sharp sound that almost pierced the eardrums.

A large piece of sea sand was swept into the air, and the trees and bushes were completely smashed in the expanding air waves. The impact of wind and thunder impacted everything around, and the entire cliff was shaking violently.

The military master remained calm, the airflow in front of him was twisted and erratic, firmly protecting Qin Weibai, the desperate forces below collided constantly, the wind and thunder roared, but under the protection of the military master, Qin Weibai couldn't even move his hair. Never raised the slightest.

The boy's figure fluttered with the strong wind, making him even more strangely empty.

Hand seal.

The air seems to be completely torn apart, the violent seaside seems to have fallen into hell from the cold winter, the icy cold wind blows the wild sand and howls, and the storm around the saint circles around, but the whole space follows the boy's seal. Everything turned blue.

In an instant, the last handprint in the boy's hand was formed.

The storm around the saint suddenly stagnated.

Almost at the same time, Qin Weibai's bright eyes suddenly flashed a majestic light that was almost impossible to look directly at.

Necromancer mark!

The battlefield suddenly fell silent.

As if a dull wind was blowing slowly, with the extreme coldness and death breath, the entire blue space burst into pieces, and the endless thunder light swept everything in an instant, and the entire sea became a world full of thunder light. The storm was torn to pieces, and even the sword energy almost disappeared without a trace.

The young man who had been forming seals turned slightly pale, and finally stopped temporarily.

The figure of the saint who had rushed into the air landed on the spot again. He raised his head and looked at the young man in the air quietly, but under the cover of the cloak, the dark red blood was continuously flowing down the corner of his mouth, as if he had no idea what to do. There is no end to rest.

"What kind of unique knowledge is this?"

Wang Xiaoyao took several deep breaths, and then spoke with some difficulty.

There are countless secrets in the dark world, but some of them are not very powerful, and they can almost shock the world because of different people who use them. Some of them are extremely powerful, and they are even more powerful and domineering in the hands of masters. Only a very small number of secrets shake the world. Belonging to the top inheritance, in the hands of masters, its power is simply unsurpassed in the contemporary era.

For example, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword of the Beihai Wang Clan.

For example, Li Shi's Sword Twenty-Four.

For example, the ten masters of true martial arts in Kunlun City.

He has never heard of this young man's set of seal formulas, but judging by its power, it is so domineering and incomparable. Such an inheritance has never been heard of before, it is unimaginable.

Injured the saint with a strength that was not even at the peak of the Thunder Realm.

Even for the young Tianjiao, this is enough to shock people.

Who are the saints?

The first heavenly king of reincarnation, one of the strongest under the invincible state.

In the dark world, this is a character who can be as famous as Zhongzhou Qinglong Gongsunqi, the shadow king Jie, and Zhongzhou Nirvana sword master Wei Kunlun. He belongs to the top half-step invincible master, and has even vaguely broken through half-step invincibility The limit is just that it has not really reached invincibility.

Wang Xiaoyao doesn't deny that the young man's talent is brilliant, but without the top-level martial arts inheritance, it is absolutely impossible for him to achieve this step.

"I heard from my sister."

Qin Weibai sighed softly: "This is the seal of immortality."

Wang Xiaoyao was stunned, this is a name he has never heard of, did the reincarnation palace master mention it?

He looked at Qin Weibai, subconsciously said: "What is the seal of immortality?"

"I don't know martial arts, so naturally I can't explain the principle. It should imitate the heaven and the earth, integrate the heaven and the earth, and belong to the category of power, pure power."

Qin Weibai shook his head.

Beihai Wang's Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword is a combination of strength and will, bursting out in an instant and sublimating to the utmost.

And Li Shi's Sword Twenty-Four is a combination of intention and force, breaking everything, unparalleled in the world.

And the seal of immortality in front of him is just seeking power, pure power.

This is a different way of martial arts, it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior, and to reach the extreme, they all have the power to surpass the contemporary.

Wang Xiaoyao's face was a little ugly. He had never heard of the Seal of Immortality. He might have created this unique technique. His strength was unimaginable. Sure enough, it was not so easy to cooperate with Qin Weibai. He even felt that he had caused a huge Trouble.

"About the Seal of Immortality, what else do you know?"

Wang Xiaoyao was silent for a while, looked at Qin Weibai and said seriously.

"I don't know much. In terms of martial arts, I'm not very interested. I just heard something casually said by my sister. The Seal of Immortality should be the twelve-style seal formula, and the three-stroke comprehensive formula. I don't know about the others."

Qin Weibai's tone was cold.

"That..."

Wang Xiaoyao looked at the boy floating in the air, hesitant to speak.

"In his case, he can use up to nine forms and one comprehensive form. This is the limit."

Qin Weibai seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said calmly, "It's already the fourth form."

The conversation between the two finally caught the boy's attention.

In the silence, the boy's body suspended in the air suddenly floated up again, and the electric light almost completely wrapped his whole body, making him look like the God of Thunder who controls thunder and lightning, fierce and indifferent.

Surrounded by lightning, the boy's height was already as high as the cliff. Several people looked at each other, and a murderous intent flashed across the boy's indifferent eyes. He sneered and said, "Qin Weibai? Wang Xiaoyao? What a huge formation Battle, is the person below a military adviser? Or a saint? Have you thought about the consequences of dealing with me?"

Very standard, but the standard is somewhat weird Chinese.

"you know me?"

Wang Xiaoyao frowned tightly, he smelled more and more conspiracy, but he couldn't escape from all this tonight.

"If there is any calamity in the future for the Beihai Wang family, it will all be caused by tonight."

The young man who had lost all his camouflage said indifferently, and his momentum suddenly rose. Just when everyone thought he was going to attack the cliff, his figure flashed, but he left the battlefield in an instant.

His cold sneer came from the air: "It's up to you, you are not worthy of killing me, just go back and wait for our revenge."

Wang Xiaoyao's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously wanted to intercept him, but the boy's figure was already flickering continuously, and he had already reached the beach in the blink of an eye.

This kind of speed is beyond his reach.

If he escapes tonight...

Wang Xiaoyao's heart sank suddenly.

Below the cliff, a fierce roar sounded suddenly.

Without the slightest hesitation, the saint chased after the boy who had already reached the beach.

The boy sneered, his feet landed on the surface of the sea, and he turned around abruptly.

Unprepared, there was a sudden change.

The seawater under the boy's feet suddenly exploded, and countless water splashes churned. The boy's figure running away with all his strength collided with the water spray, but instead of moving forward, his whole body retreated tens of meters in an instant.

bomb? !

The young man was frightened and angry, but more confused. He couldn't tell whether the explosion was a bomb or not. If it was a bomb, how could the other party have buried the bomb here in advance?

coincidence?

All in the blink of an eye.

But the distance of tens of meters was enough for the saint to get close to his figure again.

The boy's originally indifferent face suddenly changed wildly, and he opened his mouth and roared: "Yes..."

"boom!"

The huge roar of sword energy suddenly struck, drowning out all the voices of the young man. The saint raised his arms high, and the sword energy all over his body frantically condensed. A huge sword with a length of hundreds of meters appeared above his head. .

The saint held his hands empty, and slashed down suddenly, the sword energy that was about to split the world screamed wildly, and smashed down hard.

There was a hint of ferocity in the boy's eyes, and he subconsciously flicked to the right.

"boom!"

The giant sword fell on the surface of the sea, and hundreds of meters of sea water were split open. The huge impact made the young man's body suddenly unbalanced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

No one can clearly see what happened at that moment, and no one knows why the figure of the boy who had been able to walk far has retreated, but that is not important at all. Wang Xiaoyao's eyes are indifferent. In the first instant, he had already left the cliff and rushed towards the beach at full speed.

The figure of the saint has already approached the side of the boy in an instant.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, but there were hundreds of blue sword shadows whistling wildly around him, and one after another the long swords kept exploding, carrying destructive power, and the whole area was in a fierce battle. Trembling and undulating violently during the collision.

Wang Xiaoyao's figure approached the beach very quickly. If this young man is allowed to escape, the entire Beihai Wang family will provoke a big enemy in the future. He didn't hide his strength at all. Amidst the roar of thunder and sea water, his body drove the lightning into the battlefield.

tens of meters apart.

Wang Xiaoyao opened his hands, and in his hands suddenly condensed a giant sword tens of meters long.

The huge sword was thick and sharp, and it flipped in Wang Xiaoyao's hands with an almost unstoppable edge.

Wang Xiaoyao held his palm empty, and swept across with his sword.

The infinite sea suddenly exploded, and the giant sword swept across like a sky, with the sword intent of Peiran Moyu, and endless murderous intentions suddenly erupted on the surface of the sea.

Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword, Wang Dao Sword!

A trace of undisguised eagerness finally appeared in the young man's indifferent eyes, and he suddenly said, "I am..."

"boom!"

Hundreds of thousands of long swords sprang out of the water again, the roar was completely intentional to cover up the boy's words, and countless long swords condensed by the sea rushed towards the boy's back with lightning flashes.

The saint remained silent, making up his mind not to let the young man say a word more.

"you!"

The boy's eyes immediately stood up.

The saint's sword energy and Wang Xiaoyao's sword intent enveloped him almost at the same time.

The young man seemed to know that he couldn't be kind today, and he was completely crazy.

Lightning was shining all over his body. Facing the siege of Saints and Wang Xiaoyao, he did not retreat a single step, but chose to go all out.

"Give me all to die!"

The boy roared with all his strength, and the fingerprints of both hands changed again.

Amidst the thunder, a large expanse of seawater suddenly turbulently turbulent.

The waves overturned, and the countless sea water rose instantly.

Canghaiyin!

Amidst the roaring sound that seemed to destroy the world, countless sea water violently rushed towards the sky.

All of a sudden, the world turned upside down.

The sea has become a mountain, and it has become a sky.

In an instant, a huge wave as high as 100 feet rose from the originally calm sea. The huge wave kept rising, almost covering the sky.

In an almost suffocating scene, huge waves crashed down with irresistible human force.

The boy's expression was cold, and his every move at this moment carried a world-catching demeanor, and his momentum was so strong that it could almost open the sky.

The huge waves were like landslides.

Wang Xiaoyao's giant sword and the saint's thunder light were instantly submerged by the huge waves. The bodies of the two went upstream in the huge waves, shaking continuously, and the huge waves suppressed the thunder light and the giant sword crashed down on the coast. The entire coastline seemed to be They all shook, and the place where the huge waves slammed past directly left a deep pit with a length of hundreds of meters.

The young man who had gone mad completely made a seal with his hands without stopping.

Above the surface of the sea, his body suddenly shot straight into the sky.

Xinghe India!

In an instant, all the glimmers of light in the world seemed to gather on the young man, the young man was like a mortal young god, his whole body was filled with cold and deadly light, like a majestic and endless galaxy.

Saints and Wang Xiaoyao instinctively raised their hands.

High above the sky, the young man whose every move seemed to be able to destroy the world suddenly swooped down with endless light.

"Pseudo domain!"

Wang Xiaoyao screamed suddenly.

The young man's swooping body was already close to the saint and Wang Xiaoyao, carrying the entire galaxy and the entire sky.

The figures of saints and Wang Xiaoyao fell into the deep sea in an instant with the boy's fall. The monstrous thunder light spread continuously on the sea surface, and the dark blue sky continued to rise and spread on the sea surface. The whole sea surface began to go crazy centered on the boy. rotate.

attack.

Still attack.

The young man who had made up his mind actually had the courage to ignore life and death. The moment the three of them fell into the sea, a new seal was formed again.

Reincarnation print!

A piece of blue sea suddenly turned into a huge vortex capable of swallowing everything. The saints and Wang Xiaoyao, who had no time to adjust, were almost completely out of balance as the vortex kept turning.

This is not a pseudo-domain, but it can make the body lose control. Isn't it a pseudo-domain in another sense?

Infinite electric light continuously condensed in the vortex, one after another non-stop chopping on Wang Xiaoyao's body, Wang Xiaoyao's body shook violently, and his powerful aura instantly weakened.

The saint suddenly snorted coldly, and in the violently rotating vortex, an extremely blazing flame instantly burned on the sea surface, and the thick vortex evaporated rapidly, and even a large area of ​​electric light began to completely disappear.

The young man roared loudly, his body soared into the air again, and his hands formed seals.

Ling Xiaoyin!

The sea surface returned to calm amidst the turmoil.

There is no vision in the sky either.

But the young man's eyes were bloodshot, and as the seal was completed, the aura of the whole person instantly surged a lot.

The pinnacle of the Thunder Realm!

Saints and Wang Xiaoyao were shocked inwardly.

How similar is this seal formula to Beihai Wang's unique knowledge against the heavens?

The young man completed the seal formula, but he did not stop. His face was pale and terrifying, but his movements became more and more determined, with pride and coldness that could not be offended.

Ninth Seal.

Heaven's punishment seal!

The light around the boy suddenly expanded, instantly spreading into a halo with a range of hundreds of meters.

The handprint is done.

Amidst the roar of thunder, countless lightning lights suddenly appeared from the sky, ten, hundreds, thousands...

With a radius of hundreds of meters, the area covered by the halo instantly turned into a hell of thunder and lightning.

The saint resisted with all his strength, but was shocked to find that within the range of the halo, all the lightning, fire, and even ice had been emptied out. All he could rely on was the sword and the sword energy.

The dense thunderbolts were continuously falling in the air, like the wrath of the sky.

Wang Xiaoyao could hardly bear it anymore, he coughed up blood, he held on tightly, subconsciously glanced at the saint, and smiled wryly.

Although the saints are going all out, they are not exhausted.

His so-called full strength is just that he has used the power of his own realm, but from the beginning to the end, the saint's sword has only sword energy, but no sword intent.

What this means is self-evident.

Among the Twelve Heavenly Kings of Reincarnation, the other heavenly kings may be mysterious, but there are traces to follow after all, but only the military master and the saint have no information to search for. These two seem to have appeared out of thin air Well, it can only be said that these two most mysterious heavenly kings are well hidden, so good that no one knows who their true bodies are.

Sword intent is the easiest clue to guess a person's true origin.

But the saint didn't use the slightest sword intent from the beginning to the end. In other words, he didn't use the slightest unique knowledge.

If not, he wouldn't be so passive.

At this time, does he still want to hide his identity?

Wang Xiaoyao vomited blood profusely, and his consciousness gradually became dizzy.

The thunder in the sky finally faded away.

In the night, the young man's indifferent and haughty voice sounded again, with extreme killing and unconcealable weakness: "Send you on your way!"

His hands formed seals again, this time the seals were obviously much faster than before, but they were also much longer. Each hand seal was completed quickly, and the youth's powerful aura instantly became extremely weak, but the hand seals continued.

Wang Xiaoyao suddenly thought of Qin Weibai's words just now.

His lips moved, and he said with difficulty: "Comprehensive?"

"boom!"

The world seemed to shake suddenly.

The boy's handprint has been completed, endless rays of light burst out from his body, it is dazzling enough to cover up everything, and it is powerful enough to stir up the entire world.

Behind the seal of immortality is the edge of the sword!

There is no thunder in the light, no fire, no ice.

Only the wind.

Gently and softly.

Ethereal.

The all-destroying...wind!

Comprehensive: Endless Nine Spaces!

The world is empty, and the deadly dangers are endless.

The saint's eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it, but he immediately reacted, let out a long roar, and jumped up.

His body was submerged in that ray of light and completely disappeared.

No one can see everything clearly, only feel that the sky and the earth are surging, and the light completely covers all the pictures.

Amidst the young man's unwilling and desperate roar, the extremely dangerous light and edge instantly swelled and exploded, and the sword intent, which was so complex that it was already difficult to recognize, surged and scattered. Amidst the light, the figures of the saint and the young man fell from the sky at the same time.

The boy's mouth was full of blood, and there seemed to be some pieces of tongue.

The last sword, after all, was slightly superior to the saint, but he deliberately smashed the boy's tongue, and in the end, both sides suffered a loss.

From the beginning to the end, the saints did not let the young man say anything.

They don't even know his name.

The boy's body fell to the ground, his breathing was weak, but his whole person looked unusually calm.

The battlefield completely calmed down.

Light footsteps pierced the night.

Qin Weibai walked down the cliff at some point and came to the young man, looking into his eyes with a peaceful expression.

When the young man saw Qin Weibai, his calm face suddenly became agitated. He stared intently, and struggled to move towards Qin Weibai, his mouth whimpering. Although he couldn't speak, everyone could feel the expression in his eyes. Unwillingness and questioning.

But Qin Weibai's eyes were not only complicated, but also complicated.

"Want to know why I killed you?"

Qin Weibai looked at the young man and suddenly asked softly.

The young man stopped moving his struggling body, just staring at Qin Weibai's dreamlike perfect face, panting heavily.

"Because some people seem to have no weakness, but their greatest weakness is responsibility. He is, and so is he."

Qin Weibai said calmly: "And what I happen to lack the most is a sense of responsibility."

The boy's eyes narrowed, seemingly relieved, but then his eyes became cold and mocking.

Qin Weibai's eyes gradually became cold, with some inexplicable hatred, the young man's eyes seemed to irritate her, she said coldly: "I know you are not convinced, but I will not give you a chance , Your journey to become a proud person ends here."

The fear in the boy's eyes disappeared in a flash, he gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes.

Qin Weibai turned his head and glanced at Wang Xiaoyao who was weak but still awake.

"kill him."

she said softly.

Wang Xiaoyao hesitated for a while, but still walked over.

"I want to see it with my own eyes."

Qin Weibai's tone was as soft as the wind, but it was mixed with the snow and ice of deep winter: "I saw you kill him with my own eyes, and he was crushed to ashes!"

Frustrated!

How deep is this obsession?

Wang Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly, and a long sword made of electric light took shape in his hand. He hesitated for a while, and finally raised his hand, and pierced the boy's throat hard.

The youth's vitality quickly disappeared, surrounded by lightning, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

Tianjiao fell.

Qin Weibai turned and left with a calm expression.

Young Tianjiao, born without a name, died without a name.

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