"Teacher, I'm worried that the hull can't withstand the impact of the storm at all. After all, the captain said that the storm level is an extremely rare existence throughout the years."

Miyamoto thought for a long time, but he still expressed his deepest concerns.

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto's burial god's eyes broke away from the sea and fell on Miyamoto's body, and smiled at him: "Miyamoto, practicing is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't be comfortable and extravagant."

Faced with the teacher's warning, Miyamoto could only obey and instruct the captain to continue driving forward.

Just looking at the storm that was so close to him, he was still a little timid.

Soon, the giant ship sailed near the storm. The waves here were dozens of meters high, and the sea surface continued to converge and float, making such a heavy iron-armored ship like a toy.

"Please go back to the cabin. The deck is very dangerous!" The captain shouted loudly at the master and apprentice Miyamoto.

As soon as the words were finished, the ship began to pound violently.

As time goes by, the situation not only does not improve, but instead becomes more intense. The waves continue to hit the four walls of the ship, making loud "rumbling" sounds.

Miyamoto used all his strength to activate his energy to resist the impact of the waves.

He shouted to Miyamoto's Kanji in horror: "Teacher, we must hide quickly. The storm is getting stronger and stronger, and we can be brought in at any time."

Miyamoto's Burial God seemed a little displeased with his disciple's reaction and said coldly: "Miyamoto, do you think that a mere storm can also block the direction of our island country's progress?"

The next moment, the aura around Miyamoto's Burial God was thriving and instantly turned into an extremely sharp murderous intent!

The slanting raindrops and the surging waves were all divided into two by the sharp breath, dissipating to the surroundings.

Miyamoto's burial god was straight and his steps were steady, constantly moving towards the edge of the deck.

Every step I take seems to resonate with the heaven and earth.

The next moment, Miyamoto's burial god lowered his waist, his center of gravity moved downward, and one foot began to retreat.

As Miyamoto's Burial God put his hand on the hilt of the knife, powerful energy ripples began to surge around him, and a hideous and perverse roar appeared, just like a demon god recovering from the ancient times, with an extremely terrifying momentum!

I saw that behind Miyamoto's Burial God, an eight giant snake suddenly transformed into a illusion, which looked like a real dragon from ancient times.

But Miyamoto Yidao knew in his heart that this was the "Orachio" that destroyed the world in the island country's myth!

When the breath was at its peak, Miyamoto's Burial God suddenly pulled out the invincible martial arts sword and waved a dazzling sword light!

The sword light is dazzling, interpreting endless mystery, and it will instantly slash towards the manic storm.

A shocking sound came out, and the storm was shaken open, just like a person who surrendered to the emperor, it divided into two sections and gradually disappeared...

In a blink of an eye, the sky cleared and cloudless.

The sea, which was originally turbulent and violent, was now calm.

Everyone was frightened and stunned.

Miyamoto's sword power can shock all things in nature. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who could believe it?

Miyamoto was shocked and suddenly felt excited, with tears flashing in his eyes: "Is this the highest level of Juhedao... The teacher is really worthy of being the strongest person in the island country!"

He knew that Long Xia's abominable warriors were not simple, but this time with the teacher taking action personally, he would definitely conquer everyone in Long Xia-

The era of island countries suppressing Longxia is about to begin!


Chapter completed!