High Above

"Just one person? No weapons yet!"

This time, not only the captain was surprised, but even the other two Feiyan soldiers who were still repairing were shocked: "Is there no one else?! He is alone, how dare he come to us?!"

"A person came to us, what is he trying to do?"

"A closer look at the face is quite beautiful..."

——No, it's not that simple.

Frowning, the captain knew that things were not that simple... This Bai Zhimin did have some tricks. Although it was a sneak attack, he did kill the knight who led the tracking team.

Although he is not as cowardly and pessimistic as the nuns of the Spiritual Tool Church, he is not as crude and blindly optimistic as his subordinates.

Raising the sword, he noticed a strange trace of metal inscriptions on the left arm of the young white man... Corroded by the ruins? It's not a rare situation, most of the time it's a good thing, and you can feel some organs of the ruins.

The problem is that the opponent's source quality breath is very weird, and he can't grasp which stage the opponent is in the first energy level for a while.

It's not that I, a veteran of many years, can't compare.

Thinking so, he decisively ordered: "Destroy him!"

Immediately afterwards, the captain charged forward, and his two remaining followers also roared and ran forward.

But the nuns of the Spiritual Equipment Church and another surviving monk just stared numbly and pitifully at the three who rushed forward.

Pat, clack—boom.

Within three seconds of the three of them rushing up, accompanied by two slight crashing sounds, the corpses of the two Feiyan soldiers flew upside down and fell silently between the stagnant water and the bones. middle.

There was an incomparably clear fist mark on their skulls, and an incomparably strong fist was directly branded on their facial bones and skulls, smashing the bones that should have been hard into pieces, and the flesh and blood were even more messed up.

Bang - and the last figure flew back, holding the Yifeng long sword in his hand, but the arm holding the sword had been twisted into a twisted shape.

"Strange, monster?! You can do it with one hand?!"

The captain vomited blood, he was kicked in the chest by the opponent, the man looked at the white-haired boy who was slowly approaching him in horror and disbelief, and he was still replaying the past that made him feel An unbelievable scene.

Facing the tacit cooperation of the three of them, this young man of Bai Zhimin just raised his left hand seemingly casually.

Then, he swiped forward like this and punched three times in a row.

Immediately, except for the captain who reacted himself, the other two Feiyan soldiers had their brains shattered in this way. Although he blocked the punch, he couldn't catch the opponent's subsequent ordinary kick.

The left arm with the cyan metal pattern is unimaginably strong. His Yifeng long sword is considered an elite weapon, but it can't even cut through the skin!

At this moment, Ian didn't even hold the Chongyuan Iron Sword in his hand, and came empty-handed in the true sense.

Facing the battered captain who had already been severely injured, he just raised his hand, activated the Wing Wave state, and activated the Fairy Wings.

hum!

The water flow in the surrounding underwater channels spurted out immediately, turned into seven or eight water lines, and rushed towards the captain.

The captain could have blocked it, but he suppressed the wound on his chest, bent and stretched his body, and jumped, like a poisonous snake ejected through all the attack gaps, and the long wind-moving sword in his hand was the poisonous snake's fangs. With a sharp wind blade that is comparable to poison, as long as it bites on the boy's body, even the opponent's body can be shredded even if it is comparable to metal.

This is a fatal blow, counterattack and also divide life and death at the same time, it is the key skill of a real army to kill,

But he didn't have that chance.

Because Ian had already predicted his move, because his speed was too slow.

Because he is too weak.

Therefore, a water line drew an arc, from top to bottom, pressing towards the captain's neck.

Wow!

A head flew up like this, and lost the control of will, the sharp edge of the long sword also lost its sharpness, and the half-handed sword that had just been attached with a layer of wind element fell to the ground like this.

Ian walked past the captain's body, crushed the opponent's palm, and crushed the parasite in the opponent's palm to death.

He picked up the Wind Shifting Sword, weighed it, and then continued to walk towards the nun with the Sleepless Eye.

"You are stronger than him, I have to use a sword to deal with you."

The young man said this. He stared at the nuns and monks who had not put on a fighting posture so far, and his tone was a little tired: "You all kill yourself, delete the memory about the South China Sea ruins, and I will return your remaining database. To the Church of Spiritual Equipment."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Without any hesitation, the cultivator of the Spiritual Tool Church on the other side of the nun bowed slightly to Ian. He took off his helmet, literally opened his mechanized brain, showed it to Ian, and then said it with the pronunciation organ located in the throat. : "Please do it yourself, I have stopped my vital signs..."

In the next moment, the cultivator of the Spiritual Tool Church died, leaving only the mechanized brain of the other party still flashing a few red, green and green indicator lights.

"Yes, how about you?"

Ian nodded slightly, and he turned his head to look at the nun: "I have limited time, so I can't give you too much time to think."

"Thank you very much for giving us the right to choose."

And the nun also disarmed herself calmly—a lot of sharp blades and combat tools ejected from her prosthetic body, and Ian couldn't help but look sideways at it for a while, feeling that the other party was really a war machine.

"I need to destroy this thing. It contains all the battle data. It will be sent automatically once it leaves the psionic field of the ruins. It cannot be left as a spoil for you. Please forgive me."

The spiritual nun didn't hide it either. She took out the box containing the etheric heavy machine gun from her chest, and was about to destroy it, but Ian stopped: "Wait, let me check."

The spiritual nun stopped, she didn't intend to resist.

The captain didn't see it, but she, who has a high-precision observation organ, could see it very clearly. The opponent and Patrick were fighting head-on, and even after being bombarded by the alchemy artillery, they were almost as normal as they are now.

In particular, the source quality reaction in the opponent's body has reached the threshold between the first energy level and the second energy level... As long as the opponent wants to, he can break through the second energy level at any time! As long as he has potions, he can advance anytime and anywhere, even beyond the initial accumulation period!

At this age, he has this kind of strength... It's just... the same as, or even stronger than, the 'Eternal Vow Sentry' that was cultivated by the church from an early age!

There is no need to fight such monsters. They are just monks and nuns. Serving the Desolate Sea King is something that violates the teachings. We must not let such potential seeds feel bad for the church just because of the lives of ourselves and others.

"Well, yes, it's exactly what you said."

There was a silver-blue halo in Ian's eyes. He took back the scanning of the spiritual energy and the silver chip, and returned the box to the nun with satisfaction.

He even laughed in such a good mood: "Don't worry, I understand the obsession with the relics of the Spiritual Tool Church, and I have no intention of being an enemy of the Spiritual Tool Church, so you must die, please forgive me."

"This is what we deserved. It's really good that you think so."

The spiritual nun also destroyed the box with a smile. Like her companions, she 'opened' her brain: "If possible, please destroy all the corpses we have removed from the database—on the surface, the spiritual The Church of Machinery has never been to the ruins of the South China Sea, and I believe this is a situation that all parties are willing to accept."

"Well, this is just a friction between Feiyandi and the Empire. I believe that both the Empire and the Viscount welcome all kinds of help provided by the Spiritual Tool Cult for the exploration of the ruins. Everyone can understand some small accidents , maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.”

After hearing Ian's calm words, the nun's breath of life was also cut off.