Su Feng stood there and pondered for a moment, but did not let go of this matter.

If there is really danger, just take the initiative yourself.

As the saying goes, when soldiers come, they will block it, and when water comes, the earth will cover it.

Just do what you should do, there is nothing to be afraid of.

...

Island country, high seas.

A rare storm swept across the entire sea area, and the powerful and dense black clouds were accompanied by terrifying thunder, making the scene between heaven and earth extremely terrifying, as if falling into the end of the world.

Amidst the huge waves, a huge ship breaks through the wind and moves forward!

Lightning flashed across the sky suddenly, clearly reflecting the scene on the deck.

Looking around, there is an island warrior in gray robes standing on the deck. No matter how violent the wind and rain, his body remains motionless.

If anyone is careful, they can find that this person's whole body is exuding a white murderous aura that looks like a substance. This dense energy forms an airtight defense layer, releasing billowing hot air into the air.

The falling raindrops evaporated into transparent water vapor the moment they approached the warrior.

In the heavy rain, although the other party's face could not be seen clearly, those eyes were like two clusters of flames burning in the dark night.

Miyamoto Burial God is the most powerful person in the island country.

Even in a storm, standing in such a dangerous area, no one dared to stop him.

After all, no matter how terrifying the power of nature is, it will eventually give in and retreat when faced with this ghost-like man.

"I haven't been to Long Xia for many years. I don't know how far... Long Xia's martial arts has developed."

Miyamoto Burial God looked at the vast sea and sighed like this.

His eyes were deep and cold, exuding a breathtaking domineering air.

But behind this layer of domineering, there are more memories and nostalgia for the past.

"Canglong, Canglong, without you, Longxiaxu will be in decline."

At this moment, a muscular warrior flew across the deck, weaving in and out of the continuous rain, and landed behind Miyamoto Burial God with lightness and a bit of stability.

"Teacher, we are not far from Long Xia."

Miyamoto bowed respectfully to the Miyamoto Burial God with a knife, suppressed the fear deep in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

"Miyamoto-kun, there is no need to be polite, how long will it take for us to arrive at Longxia?" Miyamoto Burial God politely returned the greeting and then asked slowly.

Miyamoto's body trembled slightly, his eyelids lowered, and he said respectfully: "Teacher, there is a storm blocking the road ahead. We need to take a detour, which may delay it for a while."

Hearing this, Miyamoto the Burial God raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Miyamoto-kun, we can continue going straight, there is no need to take a detour. It's just a storm, it won't trouble the warriors of our island nation."

Miyamoto Burial God's tone was very calm, but it revealed a reassuring aura.

And as soon as he said these words, he suddenly seemed to exude an indescribable charisma as a leader.

Miyamoto's eyes were always looking towards the east, into the raging waves of the angry sea——

It's like the storm ahead can't stop him at all!


Chapter completed!