At night, the stars are shining and the moon is bright.

Longwu Port is a small wharf in Qinghai, currently only responsible for general cargo and bulk cargo, in this off-season of transportation, it is late at night, and it is rare to see living people.

In the darkness of the night, several black shadows flickered rapidly.

Through the faint light of the moonlight, you can vaguely see that there are four figures running in the front, two men and two women, their expressions are solemn, their eyes are vigilant, and they look back from time to time.

Behind them, followed by a tall and thin figure, expressionless, but those calm eyes without a trace of fluctuation flashed a touch of murder from time to time.

It's summer.

He followed the four of them out of the Four Seasons Manor, without alarming anyone and without taking a means of transportation, and hurried to Longwu Pier on foot.

Although it is walking, everyone is a master, and under the top speed, it is not much slower than a car.

In about half an hour, they came to the dock and stopped in front of a warehouse.

Yaksha walked up to the door of the warehouse and knocked rhythmically a few times.

A few seconds later, with a click, the warehouse didn't slowly open a gap, and it was pitch black inside.

"Your Excellency, please inside. ”

As he spoke, Yaksha took the lead and the remaining three people also entered.

Summer did not hesitate and followed closely.

The whole warehouse was pitch black, and there was a damp salty smell in the air, but in this darkness, Summer could feel that there was a pair of eyes staring at him at the moment.

"Smack. ”

Suddenly, there was a sound, and then the lights of the entire warehouse were brightened, and Summer's eyes narrowed slightly.

Directly in front of him, on a chair, sat a man.

One...... Monk.

That's right.

It was a monk in a gray robe.

He looked to be in his twenties, with a fair face and a gentle expression, but his eyes flashed with strange essence from time to time.

"Emperor, people have brought it. ”

Yaksha approached with a respectful voice, and the other three also bowed slightly, standing behind the monk.

"Good. ”

The monk nodded, stood up slowly, and a gentle smile appeared on his white face, "Your Excellency, you are here." ”

"The Emperor of the Dark Realm?" Xia frowned and sneered, "I didn't expect it to be a bald donkey." ”

When the words fell, the monk's gentle smile couldn't help but stiffen, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, his personality is not as gentle as it appears on the outside.

"Your Excellency, I have given you enough face, I hope you also know how to respect others, in your Huaxia words, people have to bow their heads under the low eaves. ”

The monk stared at Summer, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Your friend is in my hands, so, please don't provoke me, it won't do you any good, don't be ignorant." ”

His smile at this time was very different from Fang Cai, and his eyes became extremely sharp, with a hint of arrogance.

This is a kind of overlook from the mentality, not the arrogance of the brainless second ancestor, but a kind of instinctive self-confidence of the strong in the face of the weak.

Summer was unmoved, "I heard that monks from island countries can get married, is it true?"

"Enough!"

The monk snorted coldly, "Did you bring the Supreme Ring, give it to me." ”

"My friend. ”

A flash of greed flashed in the monk's eyes, and he said, "Give me the Supreme Ring, I will release your friend, I have shown enough sincerity before, Your Excellency, don't challenge the emperor's patience again!"

"Huh. ”

Summer smiled coldly, "Do you think I'll believe you? Bring people and I'll give you the Supreme Ring." ”

"Impossible!" the monk flatly refused, "You give me the Supreme Ring, and I can assure you that you will never harm your friend." ”

"Not negotiable?" asked Summer.

"You're not qualified to bargain with me!"

"Yes. ”

Summer sighed, followed by a cold drink, "That's only done once." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a whoosh, and an afterimage disappeared in place.

In this regard, the monk did not seem surprised, and there was a compelling coldness in his eyes, "I also want to understand what kind of ability Your Excellency has to dare to claim to be a god!"

Crash.

The monk's figure vanished.

Not an afterimage.

It really disappeared, as if it had been relegated to the formless, completely merged with the air.

The lights in the warehouse were bright, and the four Yaksha didn't move, but stared at the venue with wide eyes, for fear of missing a single detail.

The reason why they surrendered to the monk and respected him as the emperor of the dark realm was not how strong his combat power was, but that his ninjutsu had reached the pinnacle.

In addition to this, there are some reasons that are not enough for outsiders either.

Sou.

The summer rushing forward quickly shifted shapes and shifts, and with a snort, a cold light swept over the place where he had just stood.

It was a knife, so fast that it was impossible to guard against.

After a slash into the air, the monk's figure disappeared again.

Summer couldn't help frowning, a little surprised.

He couldn't sense the other party's hidden location for a while.

There was a sudden silence in the arena, and the four of Yaksha clenched their fists, and somehow, they seemed a little nervous.

Laugh at.

Turbulence.

A cold sword light slashed out, and Summer quickly dodged, but it was still a step too late, and the clothes on his back were torn.

The suit and the shirt inside were cut into a narrow hole, but the skin was not injured.

Narrowly and narrowly after, Summer's face became solemn and frowned again.

"The so-called killing god is nothing more than that!"

Voices rang out, coming from all directions, giving people an ethereal feeling.

Summer is silent, standing quietly here.

"Whew!"

Another sword light suddenly slashed out, straight to Summer's neck, and came in an instant.

Instantly.

Summer is like a soft vine being forced, and the body is bent into an incredible angle, which is avoided by a fraction of a centimeter.

This time, he took the initiative.

Just in an instant, his body flipped, raised his right arm, and put his five fingers together to form a knife, winding up against the blade.

Crash.

The monk's figure disappeared again, but Summer had already locked on the other party, and took a place on the right side, without superfluous movements, and threw out a whip leg, simple and direct.

The heavy leg shadow let out a shrill whistle and kicked a cylindrical piece of wood.

There was a click.

The piece of wood, which was as thick as a man's waist, was broken by one kick.

At the same time, a muffled snort sounded, and the monk's figure appeared, quickly falling backwards, his arm already twisted.

Obviously, although Summer kicked and broke the wood, the tremendous force did not disappear, and it completely smashed him.

"Is this what is called Wuji Ninjutsu?" Summer, staring coldly at each other.

"Hmph! You're just that, besides, the emperor hasn't lost yet. ”

The monk no longer regained his previous gentleness, his expression was cold, his eyes were resentful, and on the way back, he lost his figure again and disappeared on the spot.

"The so-called ninjutsu of the island country is just the skin of my Huaxia Five Elements Escape. ”

While speaking, Summer took a place on the left side, and before he got close, with a whoosh, the monk's figure flashed, quickly shifted and transposed, and disappeared again.

Summer sneered, at this time, what was running in his body was no longer the power of qi and blood, but mysterious energy, and all the movements of the monk were in his perception.

Sou.

He rushed quickly, punching and kicking somewhere, but in an instant, the monk's figure was forced out again and had to fight Xia head-on.

There was a crackling sound, but the sound came and went faster.

With a bang, he was smashed away by Summer's punch, the knife in his hand fell down, and the sound of bones was clear and resounding.

The monk's other arm also hung down, and as soon as he stood firmly, his body stiffened, and Sen Han's blade was already attached to his neck. "The Emperor of the Dark Realm is nothing more than that. ”