Chapter 263: Really can not
Chapter 263 Really Can't
Accompanied by a faint splash of water, Zhao Yinshun got into the sea with his horse and his horse.
The divine power from the bloodline offset the resistance of the seawater, and Ao Baibai, who was swimming in the seawater, was even more agile and swifter than on the sea.
Xuelong suit opened a three-foot-thick air barrier, and a steady stream of oxygen was drawn in from the seawater, allowing Zhao Yinshun to breathe freely.
Looking around the colorful underwater world, the young man with a novel look looked left and right, but before he could fully appreciate it, a gently rising "mountain" suddenly appeared in front of him.
Pulling the reins, Ao Baibai quickly slowed down. A few minutes later, the young man riding on a steed stepped onto the shore step by step.
"Have you awakened the true dragon blood again?"
Rubbing the silky delicate mane, Zhao Yinshun murmured.
"chi"
I don't know if I understand or not, Ao Baibai snorted and rubbed his head crazily on Zhao Yinshun.
"Okay, you can play around here, don't run too far, I'll come to you when I finish my business."
Patted the horse's head, the boy in white faced the sunset and walked slowly towards the island.
Before walking a few steps, I saw paddy fields like paddy fields in a random arrangement, spreading to the end of the line of sight.
The bare-armed men in shorts were working hard in the fields. Their thin bodies were tanned and shiny by the sun, and there were many white hills piled up by the fields.
Yantian? !
His eyes moved slightly, thinking of the salt trade monopolized by the family, Zhao Yinshun sneered and pulled the corners of his mouth, turning into a white phantom and vanishing in a flash.
And just before he set foot on the coast, a fast boat also docked at the harbor more than ten kilometers away, and a group of pirates rushed into the city in a panic. sailing to the island.
"There are more than 20 main battleships, including two sixth-tier ships, which is really a big deal!"
In the splendid city lord's mansion, well-dressed men and women sit in the hall with different expressions.
Some people are like a big enemy, some people are anxious, and some people are careless.
"Mr. Yamamoto, they are still practicing the exercises. You can handle such trivial matters by yourself. Why bother us?"
A girl wearing a bright red tulle skirt with skin as delicate as snow yawned and asked boredly.
"Ms. Sherman, one-on-one, none of us in a fleet of this size are rivals. Only by working together can we defeat them."
"Then just form a combined fleet and destroy them. Why did you make a special trip to invite us for a meeting?"
His eyes were involuntarily attracted by the looming snow-white chest under the girl's tulle. Takashi Yamamoto also had a flash of desire in his eyes, but he came back to his senses in an instant, and quickly suppressed the shyness in his heart, and his vest was startled with cold sweat.
This woman's magic power has improved again, and even I almost got hit!
quietly let out a sigh of turbidity, Yamamoto Takashi also hugged Yuan Shouichi, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.
"Miss Xueman doesn't know anything. I'm not worried about the overall strength of the fleet, but that the Wu Anjun is also on board..."
"Oh?!"
Hearing the name of interest, Sherman slowly sat up straight, licked his pink tongue on his lips, and his crystal clear eyes shone with graceful light.
"People heard that he is very powerful, is that true?"
Yamamoto Takashi also had a solemn expression and gestured slightly, and a samurai with a shaved head stood up from behind him.
"This is Ge Chengerlang, the third leader of Xu Dong before, with more than 3,000 awakened warriors under his command, but Wu Anjun killed only a fraction of them in one night."
seems to recall something horrible, Ge Chengerlang's breath trembled, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"It's true, Miss has lived overseas for a long time, I don't know how scary he is, then Wu An-Jun... is simply not a human being!"
"Giggle, a sixth-order martial artist was actually scared to break [Dao Xin], I thought only senior brothers from [Heart Demon Sect] were good at this kind of thing..."
As if he saw something interesting, Xueman covered his mouth and smiled, the bright red tulle skirt trembled with the delicate body, slowly sliding down, revealing the delicate white shoulders.
But no one dared to watch such a beautiful scene, everyone watched their eyes, nose, nose and heart, silently focusing their thoughts on the business.
"Miss, I've been through hundreds of battles in my life, and I'm by no means a cowardly person. It's just that Lord Wu An is too terrifying... I can't compete with human power..."
Ge Chengerang shook his head, recalling the nightmare of that night with lingering fears.
Hearing him tell the details of that night, Sherman looked at a man full of blood beside him with interest.
"Brother Wei Zikuo, can you kill more than 3,000 legendary warriors in one night?"
Wei Zukuo, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of sinister red pupils.
"Assassination and sneak attack is not difficult, it is equivalent to facing only one unsuspecting ant every moment. What is difficult is how to silently erase them in such a short period of time without being discovered by anyone."
Speaking of this, he looked sideways at Sherman's eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.
"Isn't it what you [desire] [heart] [ghost] are good at in killing people silently? What are you asking me for?"
"I'm not a warrior, of course I have to ask you."
stretched out his snow-white lotus arm to hold Wei Zikuo's hand, but he shrank slightly due to the heat of his protective body, Xueman glared at him resentfully, and pursed his mouth.
Seeing that the two of them didn't care so much, Ge Chengerlang retorted in a more serious tone.
"If it was just an assassination attack, I wouldn't be so in awe. The real horror of Lord Wu An is his unrivaled positive force."
"Incomparable? How incomparable?"
With a sneer, Wei Zikuo asked contemptuously.
"He destroyed Xu Dong's army of ten thousand people alone!"
The casual smile slowly disappeared, Wei Zukuo and Xue Man sat up straight together, their upper body leaned forward slightly, and stared at Ge Chengerlang's eyes for a moment.
"What you said is true?"
"Don't dare to have a half-sentence."
Recalling the scene of that day, the towering golden giant reappeared in front of his eyes again. Ge Chengerlang has never felt that he is so small, and that life is so fragile.
"That day, I was originally leading the surviving high-level warriors to ambush outside the battlefield, ready to wait for the two armies to attack from the flank after the battle, but I didn't expect the enemy's army to move at all, only a young man in a snow-white costume faced the army. charge…"
"At first I thought he was a lunatic, but then..."
Listening to Ge Chengerlang's shuddering remarks, Wei Zikuo and Xueman looked at each other, and both saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.
"Are the children on the Tianjiao list so good?"
"I've played more than 100-bit games before, and it doesn't feel so outrageous."
"If what this guy said is true, then he has at least four or five mythological powers in his hands."
While whispering, suddenly two eerie voices interjected.
"Whether it's true or not, he has crossed the line."
"That's right, this area is the [Land of Deadly Resentment] that we spent decades cultivating. If that guy doesn't know how to lift up, then we should teach him a lesson!"
Two men with a chilly aura walked into the hall together, and Yamamoto Takashi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw them.
"Now that everyone has arrived, let's discuss what to do next."
"What is there to discuss, just mobilize the fleet to destroy the enemy!"
The man sat down with a golden sword, his eyes darkened, and his whole body looked like a mummified corpse. He grinned and looked at the few people in the back row.
"You can't even hold back a yellow-haired boy, your Luzhou family is really trash!"
The representatives of the aristocratic families in the back dared not speak out, so they could only bow their heads in embarrassment.
Seeing them like bears, the disdain on the man's face became even stronger.
"There is no problem with the fleet. The enemy has only one complete Tier 6 ironclad ship. The other warships have only undergone preliminary upgrades and transformations, and they don't even have armor plates. We have three Tier 6 ironclad ships in total, 47 battleships. !"
Yamamoto Takashi also pondered for a few seconds, thinking quietly.
"But what I'm worried about is the variables outside the army. In recent years, Wu'an-Jun has been blown away by the gods. It is said that he has the mighty power of sweeping an army by himself. It really has to be guarded against!"
"What are you afraid of? [Blood] [desire] [corpse] [ghost] The four sects are here. If Zhao Yinshun dares to come, we will let him go without food!"
Hearing the mummified man's words, another man with a deadly pale face and a cold breath nodded with a smile.
"A warrior who has just been promoted to the fourth rank, we seniors will be responsible for giving him a good lesson."
Hearing this, Yamamoto Takashi finally put down his worries and let out a long sigh of relief.
But before he was happy for too long, a playful voice sounded in the hall,
"Really? I don't believe it!"
唰
Everyone's eyes turned to the corner of the hall in unison, and saw a handsome, unreal white-clothed boy holding the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, pursing his lips with a smile that was not a smile.
"Which family are you a child of? Do you have the right to speak here?"
Seeing the unpleasant expressions of several descendants of the Demon Sect, Yamamoto Takashi also scolded him sharply, not noticing Ge Chengerlang's slowly dilated pupils and gradually distorted facial features.
"Me? I'm not a child of any family, just a hard-working farmer."
"Farmer?"
Before realizing the seriousness of the problem, Yamamoto Takashi also looked at the gorgeous clothes on the boy and frowned in confusion.
The gentle boy took off the gold wire glasses on his face, carefully tucked them into the placket, and slowly stood up to meet the eyes of everyone.
"Yes, a farmer who likes leeks."
Looking at the bright smile from the young man's heart, several of the descendants of the Demon Sect felt a chill inexplicably, and their expressions changed slightly.
Something is wrong!
With the removal of the gold-wire glasses, the information barrier covering the boy's body disappeared, just like a gradually blooming star, with endless divine flames projected in the soul.
Just looking at him, Sherman and others felt like they were being scorched by the sun, and their bodies and minds began to burn.
"Wu... Wu... Wu Anjun!"
Raised his fingers tremblingly, Ge Chengerlang finally recovered from his horror and screamed like a woman.
In the next second, everyone's pupils shrank in unison, and the violent energy rose into the sky, instantly blasting the entire hall.
Everyone pulled away and quickly retreated, and only slightly relieved after pulling a safety distance of hundreds of meters.
Although his mouth is tough, few people are willing to be close to him in the face of a brutal warrior who has washed most of the Luzhou martial arts with blood.
But unexpectedly, the handsome young man in white did not take the opportunity to take action, and still looked at them with a half-smile, as if he was watching a group of clowns.
"You agreed to teach me a lesson? What are you running for?"
Hearing this, the pale-faced Demon Sect's descendant was ashamed and angry, and his eyes were hideous.
But before he could find his place, Zhao Yinshun's eyes turned to Ge Chengerlang on the other side.
"I'm so sorry for forgetting you because of too many things last time."
Hearing the gentle words of the young man, the heartbroken Ge Chengerlang turned his head and ran away without saying a word.
"It's been so long before I sent you to reunite with your brother, you must be in a hurry?"
The faint voice still lingered in his ears, as if the young man was whispering beside him, Ge Chengerlang had goose bumps all over his body, and he felt that the shadow of death was drowning him little by little.
I am not, I am not in a hurry!
picked up the orchid finger, Zhao Yinshun flicked at the rushing back, and a white-gold sword as thin as a cicada's wings pierced the sun like a white rainbow, and instantly disappeared into Ge Chengerlang's vest.
Activate the [Floating Light and Dream Shadow Sword] with the strength of the broken stars, and the silent and piercing sword gang instantly annihilates its vitality, and the figure who is running for life suddenly pauses, maintaining a running posture and falling from the air, before it hits the ground.” "melted" into a mass of liquid, and the stench of flesh and blood was sprinkled over several meters in a radius like rain.
The pupils shrank slightly, sensing the power of this move, and several of the magic sect heirlooms secretly glanced at each other and nodded solemnly.
"Let's hold him back, hurry up and assemble the army to encircle him."
At the same time, Yamamoto Takashi also received the sound transmission and slowly retreated quietly.
On the other side, a life was harvested with a snap of his fingers. Zhao Yinshun looked around at the enemy who was gradually encircling him, smiled and nodded.
"I thought I would clean up island by island, but I didn't expect you to get together. This saves time."
"Hehehe, little brother, are you the only one?"
A fragrant wind came, and the graceful and plump body was snuggled into Zhao Yinshun's arms, and the big eyes like silk looked up at the young man from the bottom up, with a seductive appearance that anyone could pick up.
"Well, I asked the fleet to block the sea exit, and I was the only one on the island."
Ignoring the seduction of supernatural charm, Zhao Yinshun calmly looked down at the woman in his arms, with a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
seemed to be aware of this emotion, the woman's expression froze slightly, and then she showed a charming smile like a flower, and her fingers lightly drew circles on his chest.
"You are so handsome and dare to come out alone, be careful to be eaten by the bad sister"
"Is it just you?"
“…”
One sentence made Xue Man's veins jump, and it took a long time for her to purse her mouth in grievance.
"Isn't my sister beautiful?"
Looking at the woman who was scratching her head in front of her, Zhao Yinshun looked up and down, thought carefully, analyzed carefully, and came to a conclusion.
"Really not, my dog is more astringent than yours."
Thank you [Celestrail] and other book friends for their rewards.
The monthly ticket campaign seems to have failed, and I feel complicated.
I'm really not suitable to participate in these bells and whistles..._(:зゝ∠)_
(end of this chapter)