The fish-headed waiter came to the little dragon king and bowed deeply. From the depth of its head, it can be seen that the pious and respectful attitude it showed in the face of the great god at this moment was like the glittering gold earrings in his ears, which seemed particularly sincere and without a trace of stiff abruptness: "Your Highness, the Great God, the dim sum servant Bru, who had promised by the goddess, personally delivered it to you. I hope Your Highness, I will have a happy meal in the next time."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Benbao... Ahem, I'm very satisfied. You go down first." The little dragon king was already attracted by the dazzling array of snacks at this time. He hurriedly rushed to the metal dining cart to feast. His cute head was pierced in the pile of snacks and was as free as a fish in water: "It's delicious, delicious! I know that if you attach it to Brother Zhang Jian, you will definitely encounter good things."

Zhang Jian was covered in black. First, he looked down at his clothes that were wet by the sea water, and then looked at the little Dragon King who crawled into the dessert pile and ate like a little hamster like a dragon. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is Long Bi who is so angry that he can eat and drink comfortably, but I want to kill the skull in front of me that looks not easy to mess with. And it is very likely that the bones and racks of the skull in my body may not necessarily kill him. Alas, I'm born to work hard. Don't just do it for the more than 7 million citizens behind me who have not yet evacuated, I definitely don't want to deal with this witch, it's hard!

"Let's start." Zhang Jian put away the wet blue windbreaker and put it aside, revealing the strong and evil muscles on his chest against the thin white shirt. After all, this blue windbreaker was specially modified for him last night, and it cannot be broken by the dead skull. The skeleton guard's hands were inserted into his chest with bones intertwined. The dense group of ribs in front of his chest were covered with stubborn and cold grayish white. The dark green soul flame in the skull's eyes ignored Zhang Jian's actions, like a piece of ice that was emitting the breath of the dead all the time. The martial arts momentum on its body was like a powerful and cold ghost fire in Zhang Jian's perception, which made Zhang Jian feel a strong threat.

On the other hand, Zhang Jian spread his arms freely, and his left hand casually held a silver-white body stick. The thick muscle fibers on his forearm condensed into a line under the aggregation of a round qi force. If Zhang Jian's arm was like a wooden strip before, Zhang Jian's arm was now solidified like a hard steel bar. This is the ability brought by the power of extreme strength by humans. Under the control of precise consciousness, warriors can mobilize relatively scattered muscle groups in their bodies to form a piece and burst out amazing power. In martial arts terms, it is a great success for the power of purifying. The martial arts in the material world have not been able to break free from the constraints of body refining. Simply put, it is mostly divided into four martial arts stages: force, strength, intention and momentum. Zhang Jian is in the transition between the second-stage of purifying and the third stage-stage of purifying. If he can understand the intention and momentum that is in line with himself, he can go straight to the master and transcend the world.

Not to mention it, Zhang Jian, who was standing on the deck, reflected a burning orange-red flame in his black and white eyes, which was a manifestation of the boiling blood. The cells in Zhang Jian's body were trembling constantly. Facing the same powerful skeleton guard who stood at the top of the material world, he found a trace of opportunity to break through himself. If the skeleton guard in front of him was as cold as a ball of pale dark fire, then Zhang Jian was so excited that he was as hot as an orange-red blood flame. Zhang Jian's intuition told him that the two would definitely have a wonderful chemical reaction when they clashed.

The momentum bursting from the two of them collided violently on the deck. The invisible aftermath of the two of them kept stirring the rolling fog. For a moment, their auras were different in comparison, but the metal-made floor under their feet made a "creaking" moaning overwhelmed.

The fish-headed waiter who respectfully served the little dragon king and tasted exquisite snacks, with his big lantern-like eyes, was watching the destructive power of the two in surprise. Since the seventeenth century, the goddess has been constantly searching for human warriors in various seas and transforming them into skeleton guards for driving. The pirate king from the Persian Gulf is one of the best. His elegant scimitar fighting skills even the goddess has to regret not transforming him into the holy spirit under his command. There are very few creatures in the material world that can fight against him. As for Zhang Jian? But when he thinks that Zhang Jian is the first time in so many years, this destructive power is not surprising. The goddess likes the warriors and handsome gentlemen among humans very much.

"You can't disturb the dining of Your Highness Dragon God." The fish-head waiter split a seaweed tentacle on his left arm and shot a dark blue beam of light towards the ground of the fighting deck. After the beam was launched, it continued to spread into a dark blue semicircular divine power barrier, which immediately covered the two of them. At the same time, a circle of invisible repair ripples were activated in the dark blue barrier to cover the entire deck. The metal floor, which was originally unable to withstand the pressure of the two of them, caused the cracks to be condensed by the repair ripples emitted by the divine power. All the metal floors were repaired like a time-turning in Zhang Jian's eyes.

"Come on!" Zhang Jian roared violently, Kongming's belly bulge led a tremor force to transmit through the muscles of his left arm to the stick in his hand. The high-frequency trembling metal stick was like a meteor phantom in Zhang Jian's hand. The tracks carried by the stick pressed against a sharp airflow and directly lifted up the skeleton guard's white robe hood.

The ghost fire in the skeleton guard's eyes shaking. Facing Zhang Jian's shocking stick with explosive power, he saw him on the right side, and the Wugang Scimitar, who was holding his left arm, slashed at Zhang Jian's right wrist. The Wugang Scimitar drew a curve in the air, like a cold moon in the night, bursting with endless cold light. The cold light contained the cold elegance of the nobles, but there was endless danger hidden. The elegant and skillful sword of the Skeleton Guard fully expressed the combat concept of attack as defense to the fullest.

Zhang Jian's brows relaxed, and he seemed to have predicted the attack routine of the skeleton guards. Amid the excited and surprised cheering of the little dragon king, Zhang Jian unexpectedly let go of the stick in his hand. The silver-white metal stick, which seemed to be like a streaming lightning, carried the vibration changes of the ten forces of the transformation of the power of the skeleton guards at an astonishing speed, turned into a flying waterfall that raised silver-white waves in the air and hit the scales on the chest of the skeleton guards.

With the "bang rumbling~" impact, the vibration force attached to the silver stick continued to penetrate into the skeleton guard's skeleton, and a huge force directly overturned it to the ground. With a "bang pound", the metal deck reinforced by the power of the sea god actually appeared in Zhang Jian's unexpected attack. The interlaced collision between human bones and metal made the fish waiter stunned. As for the little dragon king who looked at Zhang Jian's ugly skeleton after he knocked down the ugly skeleton, he excitedly bulged his little palm. Let you scare this baby just now, look at it and beat me! Take a blow!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!