East China Sea coast.

Low dark clouds covered the entire sky. Not a single light could penetrate the chaotic clouds, and faint flashes of lightning were swirling among the clouds.

Under the clouds, the sea water was like a roaring and rolling black beast, roaring and rolling up dozens of meters high, as if it was about to connect with the clouds.

The howling wind swept across the coastline, and even the trees that were several people hugged were blown up by the roots and crashed into the cafe on the other side of the street.

Layer after layer of waves rushed onto the shore and hit the deserted streets. The splashing waves seemed able to roll up a skyscraper. The sea water poured into the scattered streets, and the wind and rain covered half of the city.

It's like the end of the world!

At this time, all residents within five kilometers of the coastline had been evacuated. Cordon lines surrounded the coast, but they broke under the impact of the sea water and were swallowed into the sea.

Several helicopters flew across the sky and circled around the coastline. Several men in military uniforms stared at the sea with somewhat grim expressions.

"This scene... is much more terrifying than those disaster science fiction movies." A man couldn't help but speak up, "What on earth could cause such a large-scale disaster? This must be at least immeasurable, right?"

"Wulian? Are you kidding me?" A man next to him shook his head. "You know, this is not just one city. Dozens of cities along the East China Sea have become like this. Even Klein can't do this..."

The man seemed to have thought of something, "You mean, this is..."

At this moment, a serious voice sounded in everyone's earphones.

"The target has appeared! Repeat! The target has appeared!! Everyone, do not act rashly, do not attempt to attack the target, do not do anything unnecessary, and maintain radio silence!

Someone will take care of everything."

Hearing this, everyone held their breath at the same time and looked along the coastline.

Boom boom boom——!

Suddenly, the black sea water seemed to boil and rolled violently. On the sea level in the distance, a super-large wave that covered the sky and the sun rose into the sky!

The wave was very high, so high that it rushed up to the sky and rolled down a corner of thundercloud. The surging lightning mixed with the waves, roaring and hitting the tiny city in front of it.

If this wave falls, the entire city will be reduced to ruins in an instant.

Everyone on the helicopter swallowed their saliva, gripped the handles beside them tightly, their knuckles turned white, and their hearts were in their throats.

bite--!!

At this moment, a clear sound of a sword came from afar, instantly covering up the huge and low sound of the waves. When this sound rang out, the whole world seemed to fall into dead silence.

Then, the overwhelming wave suddenly stagnated, and the next moment it broke abruptly at the waist, as if an invisible sword had cut through the wave that was more than ten kilometers long!

The broken waves crashed into the sea, creating large waves, and the huge sound echoed in the sky like a missile explosion.

This catastrophe that could have destroyed the city was averted so easily.

In the helicopter, everyone's eyes were focused on the figure slowly walking towards the coastline.

In the hazy city amidst the wind and rain, the ground is full of fragments of reflections.

A young man holding a long box walked through the broken streets. His hair wet by the rain drooped naturally, covering his eyes. The strong wind blew up a corner of his black shirt. He lowered his head and walked towards the sea step by step.

Boom boom...

The sea surface rolled again, and the next moment, a wave bigger than the previous one rushed into the sky, tearing apart the thick clouds, and roaring towards the earth!

The young man still kept his head down, looking at his toes, and seemed to be uninterested in anything outside.

He raised his palm slightly and slapped the long box in his arms again.

bite--!!

The sound of swords rang out again, and the rolling waves were pierced through in an instant. Countless sword energies instantly tore them into pieces of rain all over the sky, and they disappeared above the sea surface.

His steps did not stop at all.

One step, one step, one step...

He walked to the shore and stopped beside a large broken tree.

He lowered his head, glanced at the rolling sea, and spoke slowly in a voice that only he could hear:

"The front is Daxia territory, the gods forbid it."

His voice was very soft, as faint as a mosquito amid the roaring waves, but the moment he finished speaking, the surging sea before him suddenly froze as if someone had pressed the pause button!

Every wave, every spray, every drop of sea water was suspended in the air.

A moment later, the boundless ocean suddenly surged again, rolling to both sides... The ocean was divided.

Between the parted waves, a majestic figure emerged from the deep sea.

He was a man with an exotic face, his upper body was bare, holding a trident in his hand, his long black hair hung down to his waist, and every move he made was filled with terrifying aura!

He stepped out of the sea and instantly moved in front of the young man. The trident in his hand fell to the ground. The whole city shook violently, and a low and majestic voice echoed in the air.

"Mortal, do you know... who I am?"

"God codename 009, Poseidon." The young man spoke calmly.

Poseidon narrowed his eyes slightly, "Arrogant country, faithless people! Gods... can't you just number them at will?"

"Who can I trust among you gods?" The young man looked at his toes. "I don't trust anyone except the sword."

Poseidon stared at the young man for a while, then slowly spoke:

"Interesting, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Ping," the young man said, "They all call me the Sword Saint."

"Zhou Ping." Poseidon spoke calmly. A huge and terrifying pressure suddenly descended, pressing down on Zhou Ping's shoulders and crushing the ground beneath his feet.

"I admit that you are the strongest mortal I have ever seen... but do you really think that you can stop the Sea God with your mortal body?"

"I can try." Zhou Ping said calmly, the sword case in his arms opened half an inch, and the sword rang again!

In an instant, a hideous and terrifying sword mark appeared on the ground between the two people. At the same time, a sharp sword intent burst out from Zhou Ping's body, and it actually competed with the divine pressure of Poseidon!

Poseidon's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The Shiva Grudge is a divine weapon that represents absolute destruction. If it falls into the hands of an evil god, it will inevitably lead to disaster. You, Daxia, have no gods, so you can't protect it!

Only by bringing me back to Olympus can the disaster be avoided."

"You Greek gods don't need to worry about Daxia's affairs." Zhou Ping gently grasped the long sword in the box, and his whole temperament changed!

Endless sword energy surged into the sky. Zhou Ping raised his head slightly, looking at Poseidon with indifferent eyes. He spoke slowly:

"I'll say this one last time...Gods are forbidden to travel within Daxia!"

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