"Wen Linglong?"

Hearing this name, the other end of the phone asked, "Isn't Wen Linglong dead?"

"Mr. Wen..."

Before President Shenhan finished speaking, the phone was suddenly taken away.

"Wen Linglong is indeed dead, but the new Wen Linglong has appeared."

At some point, Wen Linglong, who was just a few dozen meters away from Shen Han, suddenly appeared in front of him and took away the phone.

"Who are you……"

The sudden change surprised the other end of the phone.

"Canghai Sword Demon." Wen Linglong's cold voice made the other party feel no emotion, "I asked the marshal to answer the phone."

"Hold on."

After hesitating for a moment, a response came from the other end of the phone.

As a strong man in the underground world, Wen Linglong's name is well-known.

The person who answered the phone did not dare to neglect it and immediately went to report it.

A minute later, the marshal's voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Wen?"

"Not bad! It's me." Wen Linglong said expressionlessly: "I want to kill the prince-consort of Beihai."

"Why?" Hearing this sentence, the Marshal was a little curious: "Mr. Wen and the Prince Consort of Beihai have no grudges, why should he kill him? Forgive my abruptness, Shenhan believes that you are an accomplice."

"I don't need a reason to do things." Wen Linglong's tone was cold and cold, "The Prince Consort of Beihai will definitely die. No one can stop me, including you."

Click!

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone turned into dust and dispersed with the wind.

At the same time, the Shenhan headquarters castle thousands of miles away.

The marshal was sitting in the conference room, looking at the masked man in front of him with some confusion: "Mr. Sima, do you know Wen Linglong?"

In the spacious conference room, there were several core members of Shenhan, as well as Sima Wuji and a monk.

The monk was wearing a black cassock and carrying a string of black Buddhist beads in his hand.

Even the lips and eyes are black.

At first glance, it feels particularly terrifying.

"Wen Linglong?"

Hearing the name of Canghai Swordsman, Sima Wuji leaned on the chair and held his chin and said, "This man's beloved wife died at the hands of Crazy Dragon. Later, he took revenge several times, but all failed. His whereabouts are still unknown. What do you ask him for?"

"Wen Linglong now calls himself a Canghai Sword Demon, has appeared in my southern defense line and threatens to kill the Prince Consort of Beihai." The Marshal's tone was filled with a hint of worry: "I don't know Wen Linglong's position. If he is the Prince Consort of Beihai..."

"Otherwise, I will go south and save them all?" The Qingtian Luohan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Where did he get the courage to fight with us for the person who is going to kill in Xihai?"

After saying that, the Qingtian Arhat stood up.

"Arhat, wait!"

Sima Wuji just reached out to stop him, but the Luohan Qingtian turned around suddenly, his fingertips were less than half a centimeter away from Sima Wuji's head.

"Arhat, listen to me first..."

Sima Wuji was shocked and sweated coldly!

Even if he didn't touch it, a wound appeared on his forehead and a small amount of blood oozed out.

Even the marshal next to him was shocked.

This monk's strength is too terrifying!

"Give me a reason. Otherwise, I'll send you to the West." Qingtian Luohan spoke expressionlessly.

Xihai has always been domineering in his style!

From the gods and Buddhas of the West Sea to the believers at the bottom, they all believe in one sentence.

There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved by killing.

Fortunately, Sima Wuji has long been used to it.

He calmed down and forced a smile: "How powerful is to stop killing the Arhat? He is not defeated by the Prince Consort of Beihai? Just Wen Linglong is just cannon fodder."

"It makes sense." The Aaron Qingtian, who was originally murderous intent, suddenly smiled and sat back on the chair.

As if nothing happened.

The entire conference room was filled with an atmosphere of fear.

The first time the members of Shenhan saw such a moody peerless master, they were so scared that they dared not speak.

"Is there any whereabouts of the North Sea?"

The marshal opened his mouth to break the silence.

“There is six hours left to reach the southern border of the North Sea.”

Sima Wuji glanced at his watch and said, "And the southern border is one thousand kilometers away from the headquarters fortress."

"I'll prepare for the war immediately." After a brief silence, the marshal stood up.

Even with Xihai's help, he didn't dare to be careless.

...

"Where is ahead?"

On the deck of the fleet, Li Shier looked at the harbor not far away and asked.

"Dragon Slaying Bay."

Tang Zhi replied loudly.

After experiencing the last incident, she became taciturn.

Maybe I feel that I have no face to face Li Shier, or maybe I am upset.

Anyway.

She seemed to have become a different person.

"You have to be careful, this place is unlucky." Tang Zhi said coldly: "Pang Tong died in Luofengpo, and you, Kuanglong, are careful to die in Dragon Slaying Bay. If you die, no one will collect your body for you."

"Aren't you?"

Li Shier turned sideways and looked at her with a smile.

Tang Zhi is a very interesting little girl. She is obviously kind-hearted, but she always pretends to be aloof and looks like she kills without blinking.

Very contradictory.

"Me?" Hearing Li Shier's words, Tang Zhi pointed at her nose and chuckled: "I don't collect the corpse, I think I may whip the corpse."

Just as the two chatted.

It was on the sea surface about three thousand meters away from their fleet.

There is a small wooden boat.

A famous boatman was rowing a paddle on the wooden boat.

An old man sat in the middle of the ship.

The old man wore a hat and had a long sword around his waist.

In front of him, a simple wooden table was placed.

On the wooden table, there was a pot of wine, a wine glass, and a plate of peanuts.

The wooden boat is located only two kilometers away from the land.

At this time, thousands of people stood on the shore of Dragon Slayer Bay.

These people dressed weirdly and had a variety of clothes.

But they have one thing in common.

They are all warriors.

Warriors from all sides.

The story of the Prince Consort of Beihai killing Shushan and Tiansha Sect in the imperial court to congratulate elders has spread all over the world.

The first to respond was Shushan.

On the day he received the news, Shushan immediately issued a letter of war, threatening to avenge the dead elder.

the next day.

Han Shiyin, the third elder of Shushan, took his sword down the mountain.
To be continued...