Chapter 160: Seagod's Dependent Deep Sea Diver (Asking for Monthly Votes at the Beginning of the Month)

The 1st Deep Sea Diver (please vote for the first month of the month)

The dancing spiritual light particles are woven into threads, forming a dreamlike picture under the dexterous dancing hands.

In the darkness, the patterns on the scroll gradually became clear.

It was a cliff facing the sea, with a black dot resembling a human sitting on it, with a pure blue sword stretched across his knees.

He (or she?) stared at the sea as if waiting for something.

As time went by, the sky became gloomy. Among the dense dark clouds, ferocious thunder dragons were rolling. The waves rolled faster and faster, and became more and more turbulent. In the end, a terrifying huge wave of tens of meters It slapped hard on the cliff and exploded with water spray all over the sky.

A purple thunder pierced the sky, briefly dispelling the darkness, and also illuminated a huge monster that came ashore step by step from the deep sea.

It is difficult to describe the specific image of the monster, but the moment they saw it, even through the scroll, everyone in the tavern felt cold and their limbs became stiff.

That is an unbearable weight for living beings.

"Then, what exactly is it?"

Some drinkers who watched it for the first time uttered gibberish.

The next moment, the spiritual thread on the scroll woven into a name, answering the audience's doubts.

——Deep Sea Diver·Poseidon Familiar·Ilusil.

It can be seen that with the appearance of the "deep sea diver", the wind and waves on the sea have become more violent, and its color has changed from the deep sea to an almost ink black.

The sea is roaring and thunder is exploding, as if the end is coming, while the little black-spotted people on the island are helplessly paralyzed on the ground, performing almost useless prayers to unknown gods.

Step by step, the true form of the Deep Sea Diver was completely revealed. Even the part above the sea was hundreds of meters high, with twisted tentacles growing all over its body. There was only a huge bloody single eye on its head.

Its mouth is on the abdomen, covered with countless sharp serrations spiraling inwards, squirming layer by layer, like the mouth of an abyss.

At this time, the figure on the cliff finally moved.

He stood up, and the pure blue sword levitated under the influence of an invisible force, and he held it with one hand.

"Huhu..."

At this moment, everyone in the tavern heard the sound of the wind.

It is gentle yet tough, it is violent yet peaceful.

On the scroll, the invisible wind began to gather, coming from all directions, and finally gathered around the Pure Blue Sword, seemingly rejoicing.

The person on the scroll stretched out his hand and grasped the long sword that contained the wind.

The next moment.

Cyan light occupied everyone's field of vision.

No one could clearly see how the man in the scroll drew his sword. All they could see was the long sword being sheathed again and the torn black sky.

The warm sunlight cast down and fell on the body of the deep-sea diver that was split into two and the remains gradually sank into the sea.

The wind gathers and disperses, and the drama comes to an end.

A line of cyan fonts danced.

——The leader of swords, the sky is blue and boundless.

"Crack."

The light in the tavern gradually brightened, and the man in a tuxedo who performed the spiritual shadow performance had disappeared, leaving only the drinkers who were still immersed in the sword that poured out from the sky.

After a long time, the quiet whispers of the drinkers reappeared in the silent tavern. They felt the peerless sword from the side through the spiritual shadow performance, and even when they spoke, they subconsciously lowered their voices.

"Is this the leader? He is really strong..."

"Such power is already legendary, right?"

"I don't know, but I have seen the legendary battle from a distance. It seems that the destructive power is not as bad as the leader..."

Ryan sat in the corner of the bar, listening to the conversations in the pub.

A few minutes later, he stood up and walked to a dark corner further back, standing opposite the black-haired man: "Do you mind if I sit here?"

"Whatever." The black-haired man smiled. After Ryan sat down, he looked at Ryan with interest: "How are you? How do you feel after watching this spiritual shadow performance?"

After thinking for a while, Ryan said seriously: "It's very strong. Such swordsmanship is far beyond my reach."

If the content of Lingying's performance is what really happened in the past, the leader of Tianqing Kendo Hall's swordsmanship has reached a level that Ryan cannot imagine.

In vertical comparison, unless he can master the third sword skill of Storm Swordsmanship - God Splitting, he has the possibility to compete.

But if you want to learn "Splitting God", the basic condition is that [Spirituality] and [Physique] reach 100 points, and that value is already the limit of the fourth level.

Moreover, even if the attributes are up to standard, whether one can learn "Splitting God" is still a matter of great test of one's understanding.

In essence, "Splitting God" is a legendary sword skill.

"Yeah, very strong..."

The black-haired man chuckled, but the laughter was a little indifferent: "Because of his existence, Tianqingdao was able to survive the attack of the sea monster."

"He is a hero and a guardian."

"only……"

"What do you call me sir?"

The black-haired man asked instead.

"Just call me Zifeng." Ryan gave a pseudonym.

The black-haired man didn't care about this, he just smiled and said: "Mr. Zifeng, nice to meet you."

"Although I can't see your sword, I can feel that your swordsmanship is very strong. If there is a chance, I would like to have a swordsmanship exchange with you. I believe we can both learn something. reward."

"Unfortunately……"

"I'll give you a piece of advice."

"Don't go to the Tianqing Kendo Competition. If you insist on going, don't become the host."

Ryan frowned slightly and was about to ask something. With a "bang", the door of the tavern was pushed open. Several men in kendo uniforms filed in. After looking around, they saw the black-haired man and said sternly: "It's him, catch him!"

"I should go." The black-haired man smiled apologetically at Ryan, then stood up and walked towards the people who were coming towards him.

His steps were very steady, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist until the distance between him and the kendo uniform man in the front was only three meters.

"Clang——"

The sound of the clear sword coming out of the sheath resounded throughout the tavern.

The green light bloomed, and the figure of the black-haired man had disappeared, while the men in kendo uniforms standing near the door froze in place, their eyes gradually becoming distracted.

A little blood appeared between their eyebrows. In a very short time, their brains were pierced and they died directly.

"Bang!"

The silence of the tavern was broken only when the body fell to the ground.

"It's a disciple of the Tianqing Sword Dojo!"

"It's over!"

Noise and clamor sounded beside his ears. Ryan looked at the direction where the black-haired man disappeared, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Such a fast sword..."

His eyes were full of solemnity.

Just at that moment, even he didn't see the black-haired man's movements clearly.

It can be said that the black-haired man and him are two different cultivation directions.

His swordsmanship is about strength, while the black-haired man's swordsmanship is about speed.

The drinkers in the tavern got up and fled, fearing that they would be affected, and Ryan also mixed in and slipped out of the tavern.

It was not until he was far away from the tavern and mixed in the crowd that Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.

The identity of the black-haired man is unknown, but there is no doubt that he is a big trouble. If Ryan had known this, he would not have contacted him at all.

And from the chaotic voices of the drinkers just now, it can be known that the people who died in the hands of the black-haired man were disciples of the Tianqing Sword Dojo.

On Tianqingdao, if you offend the Tianqing Sword Dojo, the consequences will be...

Although according to rumors, the leader of the Tianqing Sword Dojo is now old and withered, there is not only one strong man like him in the Tianqing Sword Dojo. Below the leader, there must be a powerful fourth-level swordsman.

Ryan thought he had the fourth-level combat power, but he was unwilling to conflict with a strange fourth-level professional for such an inexplicable reason.

Fortunately, he and the black-haired man only had a few words of conversation, and they were not deeply involved, so it shouldn’t be a big problem...

"Boom!"

A violent explosion exploded in a building beside the street. The huge spiritual shock wave was wrapped with rubble and smoke. The next moment, a figure fell obliquely from a high place and hit the ground in front of Ryan.

The sudden change scared the pedestrians and made them run away.

Three figures wearing white-bottomed blue-patterned sword uniforms jumped out of the gradually collapsing building and walked towards Ryan's position.

"It's the core disciple of Tianqing Sword Dojo!"

"Go, go!"

"There are only five core disciples in the entire Tianqing Sword Dojo, and three of them are here!"

Hearing the whispers of passers-by in the distance, Ryan's eyebrows twitched as he looked at the black-haired man half-kneeling on the ground in the deep pit in front of him.

This guy just pretended to be cool and ran away, but he didn't expect to be beaten so badly in the blink of an eye.

In the deep pit, the black-haired man glanced at Ryan, without any intention of greeting him, or perhaps he was worried that his greeting would involve Ryan, so he flashed and turned into a green light, speeding in the street.

The three male core disciples of Tianqing Sword Dojo looked at each other.

"According to the images before their death, this man seems to be related to the 'Sword Traitor'?"

"No matter what, let's take him down first."

With a few words, the three core disciples were ready to discuss. Two of them chased after the black-haired man, and the remaining one came to Ryan:

"You are related to the wanted criminal Sword Traitor, come with me."

In his calm voice, there was an unquestionable domineering attitude. While speaking, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ryan directly. Obviously, he didn't intend to listen to any explanation from Ryan.

The reason why he said a word was just a routine.

As the overlord of Tianqing Island, Tianqing Sword Dojo naturally has the final say on the island, not to mention that this male core disciple is also a powerful fourth-level professional.

A mere second-level professional, there is no need to listen to his explanation.

Before the male core disciple's hand arrived, the spiritual pressure had already acted on Ryan's body, trying to fix him in place.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the male core disciple flew backwards more than ten meters. He put his hands behind his back and stared at Ryan who was slowly closing his fists with an ugly face. His left hand behind him trembled slightly.

"If I say that I and the traitor you mentioned are just passers-by who met by chance, do you believe it?"

Ryan said helplessly.

This is the truth.

The relationship between him and the black-haired man is limited to a few words of conversation.

"Such strength..."

"Whether you are related to the traitor or not, come with me."

The male core disciple looked solemn and had no intention of listening to Ryan's "sophistry". His right hand grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

At this moment, his momentum suddenly rose, becoming sharp and piercing.

The majestic spirituality rose up and turned into a green spiritual wind, sweeping the streets.

This is definitely not the spirituality that can be possessed by a beginner in the fourth level.

At least, he is also a senior level four person who has reached more than 50 points in [Spirituality]!

Ryan sighed.

He really doesn't want to fight with the local overlords.

The same thing happened the last time I left the island. Inexplicably, I faced off against the Libra Holy Cult. Although in the end, they managed to solve the chaos caused by the combination of the Libra Pope and the Ancient God Cult, but...

Just when Ryan was about to be forced to manifest a sword to fight back, suddenly, a green light suddenly appeared beside him, and he sensed a slightly familiar aura. Ryan did not struggle and allowed the other party's hand to fall on his shoulder. .

The next moment, blue light erupted, and the dazzling brilliance forced the male core disciple to raise his hands to block it in front of him.

When the light faded, Ryan's figure disappeared without a trace on the street.

A few seconds later, the other two core disciples hurried over. Looking at the empty streets, the three of them looked extremely ugly.

"Let this guy get away again."

"Damn it, the 'Fate Star Guidance' has also failed, and the location of the sword rebel cannot be determined."

"Alas, another locking method has failed."

The three of them looked at each other in confusion. Unable to determine the location of the sword judge, they had no choice but to leave.

…

Azure City, outer city, in a remote alley.

The blue light circulated quietly, gradually revealing the figures of Ryan and the black-haired man.

Turning his head and looking at the slightly pale black-haired man, Ryan said calmly: "The sword rebel, Durland?"

At this point, if he couldn't guess the identity of the black-haired man, he would be a fool.

Although I don’t know why the face and temperament of the rebel swordsman Durland are completely different from those on the wanted poster, there are many secrets in the world, so maybe there is one that can even conceal his appearance and temperament.

"Hey……"

The black-haired man did not deny it. After the core disciples of the Azure Kendo Hall called out his identity, there was no point in denying it.

"Sorry, Mr. Zifeng, I am dragging you down."

He bowed gracefully and apologized.

"never mind……"

Ryan sighed and waved his hands.

After being taken away by the sword rebel Durland, even if he did not want to be related to his opponent, in the eyes of the Azure Sword Gym, he had a close connection with the sword rebel Durland.

Fortunately, he is not the same person he was when he first landed on the island.

The face used by Ryan at this moment is simulated by the "overturning mask" and is not the real face.

Even if the people at the Azure Kendo Hall think it is related to the sword rebel Durland, what does that have to do with him, Ryan?

Just when Ryan turned around to leave, a cold female voice came from not far behind.

"Sir, please stay."

"Anyone related to the sword rebel must be judged by the Azure Sword Gym."

"Now, please come with me."

"Please rest assured that if you are innocent, Azure Kendo Hall will never frame any good person."

Accompanying the voice was a woman wearing azure kendo uniform.

She looks about twenty years old, with long light brown hair tied behind her head. Different from the previous three core disciples, her kendo uniform is not white with blue stripes, but full-body blue. Such clothing, in Tianqing Island represents the only identity - the chief of Tianqing Kendo Hall!

That is the strongest person under the leader!

A biting chill enveloped the entire place, and fine white frost spread on the ground and walls.

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(Sorry, I’m busy today, so the update is late~)

(Try to add more compensation tomorrow.)