"Get out of our turf!"

A soft cry rang out over the ocean. With-Dream- . lā

On top of a black ship, a young man with a sword in his hand and a cold gaze staring at the yacht heading towards them.

"Like that night, their territory?"

Wang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard their words.

"The ocean, the territory of the dragons, whether it is under the sea or on the sea!"

Wang Xian's eyes flickered.

In the current ocean, there are terrifying biological races on the bottom of the sea, and on the surface of the sea, there are powerful sect forces occupying, and the entire ocean is completely divided.

A faint smile appeared on his face, it seemed that in the future, he would not only have to fight with the races at the bottom of the sea, but also with the sects on the sea.

He doesn't want anyone to pee on top of his head!

The yacht continued to move forward, and now there was enough time to play with them, Wang Xian would not go around directly this time.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the yacht did not slow down or turn, the young man raised his eyebrows and had a cold look on his face.

"Looks like someone is looking for death!"

At this time, the middle-aged man and young man on the side walked over, looking towards the yacht, with a cold look on his face.

They were already irritable, but now they are in a bad mood when they see a yacht coming.

The yacht will disturb some spirit fish on the bottom of the sea, and I haven't encountered a spirit fish for two days, and now it is even more difficult to encounter it if I am disturbed by the yacht.

The middle-aged man and the young man saw the approach of the yacht and slowly drew the sword in his hand.

On the side, the disciples of the Holy Sea Sword Rain on the two ships all looked at the defense line of the yacht, and a disdainful sneer appeared on their faces.

"Stepping into the territory of our Holy Sea Sword Rain, I think you are looking for death!"

The yacht was about two kilometers away from them, and the young man snorted softly, and the voice clearly reached Wang Xian's ears.

"Drive over normally!"

Wang Xian said towards the Demon Green Dragon.

"It's the young master!"

The yacht is still following its original trajectory.

"It seems that we didn't put our Holy Sea Sword Rain in our eyes!"

"Kill, dare to step into the territory of our Holy Sea Sword Rain, and let them sink in the ocean!"

The middle-aged and young man said with a cold face.

In the ocean, each sect force occupies an area, and people from other forces can step into its domain, but it is forbidden to catch spirit fish in this area, and it is forbidden to stay for a long time.

This is the rule of the ocean, the rule of the fight with strength.

The stronger the strength, the larger the field it occupies and the more resources it will have.

Facing this ship, the Holy Sea Sword Rain did not have the slightest softness.

This is their territory, and in their territory, they must obey their commands, the rules of the jungle.

"Whoa!"

The young man saw the yacht pass fifty meters from their ship, and the sword in his hand flicked towards the water.

The sea quickly condensed into a sharp sword.

In an instant, ten long swords condensed by sea water appeared in front of the young man.

The same is true of the middle-aged man on the side, with a wave of his arm, a long sword made of sea water condensed, stabbing forward.

"I don't know what to live or die!"

The young man snorted coldly, and the water sword attacked towards the yacht at a terrifying speed.

"We are still so arrogant in the territory of the Holy Sea Sword Rain, do you feel that there is no door to hell?"

The disciples of the Holy Sea Sword Rain on the two ships saw Senior Brother Ma and Deacon Yun making a move, and looked towards the yacht with disdain.

Acting domineeringly.

In this ocean, the jungle is completely the jungle!

"Interesting!"

Wang Xian saw them make a move, and a smile appeared on his face: "Let's go, let's go and ask about things in the ocean." ”

Wang Xian smiled, and with a wave of his arm, a stream of sea water in front of the yacht was directly lifted, forming a water curtain to resist the water sword that was attacking towards the yacht.

He moved, and flew directly into the air towards the two ships.

Elder Xiao Yu Fan and the others were eager to try, and their bodies moved, and they followed closely behind and flew in the air to follow behind Wang Xian.

Only Guan Shuqing pouted, his strength was not enough in the innate realm, and he was not able to do a short volley flight.

"What?"

"Volley flight, is a congenital powerhouse!"

"It's not good, I've encountered a strong man, no wonder I dare to ignore our warning!"

On the two ships of the Holy Sea Sword Rain, a group of Holy Sea Sword Rain disciples looked at Wang Xian with shocked expressions as they waved their arms to block their attacks and flew over in the air.

"That's a teenager, so young, he has reached the innate realm at such an age!"

"There are four beauties in the back, oh my God, flying in the air, five innate powerhouses!"

"What a young innate powerhouse, which powerful sect do they come from? How can they be so young?"

When the Holy Sea Jianyu disciples saw Elder Xiao Yu Fan and the others who were following behind, their eyes suddenly widened, and their faces were full of astonishment.

The eyes of Senior Brother Ma and Deacon Yun jumped violently, and they looked at Wang Xian and the others with calm faces.

"Disciples of Sword Rain in the Lower Holy Sea, I don't know what a few of them mean?"

The middle-aged and young men saw Wang Xian landing on their ship, and their hearts shook when they looked at the young and excessively young face.

Wang Xian looked at the group of disciples of the Holy Sea Sword Rain, with a look of contempt on his face, and swept over all of them with disdain.

"Tell me about the distribution of sea forces!"

Wang Xian's gaze fell on the middle-aged and young man, and he ordered directly.

"You..."

When the young man saw Wang Xian's expression, he didn't take them in his eyes at all, and his face showed a gloomy look.

"Say!"

Wang Xian looked at the young man coldly.

Disciples of the Holy Companion, your territory, everything is not based on strength!

You are the Companion of the Prophet, and I alone am the Companion.

For a disciple of the Holy Sea Sword Rain who dared to attack them, Wang Xian didn't have the slightest good feeling.

If you dare to treat me with a hint of arrogance, then I will also treat you with a supreme attitude.

"We are the children of the Holy Sea Sword Rain, and this is the territory of our Holy Sea Sword Rain!"

The young man gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and said with a calm face.

Once again, the Holy Sea Sword Rain was emphasized, obviously using the signboard of the Holy Sea Sword Rain to warn Wang Xian.

"Your territory, funny, do you know what happens to attacking us?"

Wang Xian had a sneer on his face, his eyes looked at the young man who was still proud and arrogant, and his arm moved.

"Boom!"

The sea water next to it was like a water snake, attacking directly towards the young man.

"Don't dare, you are the enemy of our Holy Sea Sword Rain!"

The middle-aged man on the side saw Wang Xian's direct attack, his face changed greatly, and he shouted loudly.

"Huh!"

A sneer appeared on Wang Xian's face.

The water snake attacked the youth at a terrifying speed.

The young man's face changed drastically, and the long sword in his hand exuded a rich blue light, and he slashed it directly!