The night flowers are like water, casting a faint silver glow, shining quietly on the sea.

On the deck of the ship, two figures stood quietly. No matter how tilted the ship was, they remained motionless, surprising the people around them.

Standing at the front was an old man with sparse hair, wearing white training clothes, holding a Mo Dao in his hand, and quietly looking at the rolling waves in front of him.

The Mo Dao is a large-scale weapon of destruction that few people can use in modern society.

This weapon is said to have been a cavalry terminator in ancient times, capable of cutting down both men and horses.

Standing next to the old man was a long-haired man with a long knife on his back, his hands folded in front of his chest, and he was staring coldly ahead.

"Master, it won't be long before we can get close to the Chinese coastline!" the long-haired man said.

Hearing this, the old man beside him nodded slightly.

At this moment, an oil tanker appeared in front of them, and the oil tanker was heading straight towards them.

At the front of the tanker, stood a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe. The man's eyes crossed a distance of several hundred meters and fell on the white-haired old man. A smile appeared on his face and he said loudly: "

Brother Ito, I haven’t seen you for a long time, why don’t you come over and catch up?”ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Did you know I was coming?" Ito Saichi, the white-haired old man, asked in surprise.

"Of course!" the Taoist priest said: "After you were born in the divine realm, I knew you would come to China soon. What I didn't expect was that you actually made me wait here for two full months."

"It's interesting!" Ito Saichi chuckled, then held on to the railing with one hand, put a little force on his feet, and fell towards the sea.

Seeing this, many people on the deck let out a cry of surprise.

However, soon, their exclamations stopped abruptly, and a look of deep horror appeared on their faces.

I saw that after Ito Saichi landed on the sea, he did not hit the water directly as everyone expected, but walked lightly on the sea, and then turned into a stream of light and sped away hundreds of meters away.

When he stepped on the sea water with his feet, the sea water under his feet would explode with a dull sound every time.

After approaching the Taoist priest's tanker, he exerted even more force on his feet, and then he landed opposite the middle-aged Taoist priest.

When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw this, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly, and he subconsciously stepped back a little.

"Did Lu Qingcang ask you to come?" Ito Saichi asked.

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded slightly: "Yes, Brother Qingcang asked me to try to see if I can keep you in this sea forever."

"In that case, let's do it!" Saichi Ito said calmly, not taking the person in front of him seriously at all.

The person in front of me is also in the realm of gods.

And he is also a powerful person on the fourth level of the divine realm.

But he still didn't take it seriously.

Outsiders rumored that he was a martial saint.

In fact, he is no longer a martial saint, but has entered the shikigami realm.

Shikigami has already cultivated Yuanshen.

Even if his physical body is cut off, he can still stand in the world with his soul.

The shikigami of Mount Fuji Country are equivalent to the gods in China.

However, Ito Saichi did not regard the person in front of him as being on the same level as him.

Because along the way, he has become invincible at his level.

You know, he is the strongest man in Mount Fuji Country, Modao Ito!

"Okay, let's go to the sea and have a battle. We haven't seen each other for many years. I would like to learn from Brother Ito's clever tricks!"

While the middle-aged Taoist priest was speaking, he had already landed on the sea.

There were rolling waves beneath his feet, but he stood quietly on the spot as if he was not affected in the slightest.

Seeing this, Ito Saichi also fell opposite the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The two powerful men in the divine realm stood on opposite sides, and even before the fight started, a sense of killing was already spreading.

On the deck of the oil tanker, countless people walked to the guardrail and looked at the two people below.

"Saichi Ito is the strongest man in Mount Fuji Country. It was said more than ten years ago that he could fight the Pope."

"Yes, now that more than ten years have passed, his strength must be even more terrifying. Even today's Pope may not necessarily be his opponent."

"Taoist Priest Qingsong has entered the realm of gods for at least thirty years. He once swept through the Chinese martial arts world with one person's power. It was not until he met Lu Qingcang that he was defeated by Lu Qingcang."

"The battle between these two people should have attracted worldwide attention, but I didn't expect that it would be fought in a place like this, with only a few onlookers."

"It is also an honor for us to witness the battle between the two most powerful men in the world."

"I'm going to broadcast live on the darknet forum. This battle should attract the world's attention!"

The warriors on the deck spoke one after another, and some of them were famous figures in the global underground world.

While they were talking, someone had already taken out their mobile phone and turned on the camera, aiming at the two people who were preparing for a battle.

"Let's do it!"

Ito Saichi spoke, and the Mo Dao in his hand was held horizontally in front of him.

Hearing this, Taoist Master Qingsong stopped talking nonsense.

He didn't use a weapon, but just punched it straight out.

The violent true power swept out in an instant, and in conjunction with his fist, it hit Ito Saichi like a mountain.

After punching out, the void suddenly made a roaring sound. Wherever the fist passed, the sea water crazily squeezed away in both directions.

"cut!"

At this moment, Ito Saichi also moved.

He struck directly at Taoist Qingsong with his sword.

It looked like a very ordinary sword, but when it was struck, it seemed as if the energy of the entire space was swept over, with an extremely powerful killing intent.

Even before his fist made contact with the opponent's sword, Taoist Qingsong knew that he had lost.

And he lost completely.

The opponent's sword skills have reached the level of perfection.

The breath of death crushed down, causing a look of despair to appear in his eyes.

The next second, the sword light fell down and landed directly between his eyebrows.

And his fist was still more than ten meters away from the opponent.

The distance of more than ten meters was already an insurmountable chasm for him.

The next second, his body split into two and fell into the sea water, which was dyed a little red.

After killing Qingsong, Ito Saichi suddenly burst into laughter, and then the Mo Dao in his hand brought out a huge sword light hundreds of meters long and struck directly at the oil tanker in front.

The oil tanker weighed dozens of tons and was a real giant, and almost the entire hull was made of steel. However, under this knife, it was split open like soft tofu and immediately broke into two halves.

The huge oil tanker broke into two halves and then fell to both sides.

The warriors on the deck were completely stunned.

With one blow, a huge oil tanker was split open like this?

What a terrifying power this is!

Taoist priest Aomatsu, a powerful man in the divine realm, was also killed by the opponent with a sword. This shows how terrifying Ito Saichi is now.
Chapter completed!