I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"He's charging at us—!"

Dugu Ming's expression changed drastically, and his peerless sword was drawn with a clang.

Jian Chen instinctively gripped the Hero's Sword tighter, but his palms were already covered in cold sweat.

Having witnessed the repeated setbacks suffered by both the Divine Judge and the Imperial Shadow, his confidence had been completely shaken.

"I'll do it—!"

A burly figure suddenly charged out from the side.

No two!

His eyes widened in fury, and he channeled all his strength into his palms, forcefully meeting the attack head-on—

This was the first time he, as Indra's most loyal disciple, had taken the initiative to fight.

however--

The Water God King didn't even glance at him, and casually waved his hand.

boom--!

Before Wu Er could even unleash a complete move, he was struck hard in the chest, sending him flying through the air and crashing onto the deck with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered all over the ground.

"No one else—!" Huai Kong's eyes were bloodshot.

The Water God King had already rushed to the edge of the deck, and Huai Kong, without hesitation, shouted and stepped forward.

"Iron-forging Hand—!"

His arms instantly swelled, his skin turning a deep, iron-red color, radiating intense heat; the air around his palms seemed to distort slightly from the heat.

Without dodging or yielding, he took the Water God King's palm strike head-on!

boom--!

Fists and palms clashed, and metal clashed.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Huai Kong retreated several steps.

Every step—

They all pounded a clear, deep dent into the hard deck.

He only managed to regain his balance after retreating to the side of the ship.

His entire right arm was numb and trembling violently, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Just one move.

His iron-forging skills, which he was so proud of and which he claimed were impervious to water and fire, were actually—completely at a disadvantage!

The power of this Water God King is simply beyond comprehension!

The Water God King's next palm strike was about to land on the deck—

"Stop your arrogance—!"

Two extremely cold and powerful gusts of wind suddenly burst through the air from the side without any warning!

Li Hun and Xue Ling!

These two peerless swordsmen, forcibly awakened from their century-long slumber by Emperor Shitian, have stood silently in the corner ever since they boarded the ship.

One was as cold as iron, the other as pure as frost and snow, and few dared to approach them.

At this critical moment, they all suddenly sprang up!

The vengeful spirit cut in from the left, its figure as eerie as a ghost, leaving not even a clear footprint on the deck.

Xue Ling drifted over from the right, her movements as light as a wisp of sea mist, carrying a bone-chilling, yin-like coldness.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie—both swords are drawn simultaneously!

clank--!

A mournful white rainbow, like a weeping cry; a soft yet resilient blue light, like silk threads—

Two completely different sword energies intertwined and merged in mid-air, instantly forming a terrifying sword net that could annihilate everything!

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie - Combined Attack!

Sword Net bravely withstood the Water God King's palm strike!

clang--!!

Swords and palms clashed.

A metallic clang rang out, and the force of the impact exploded outwards in all directions from the point of impact!

The debris on the deck was blown into the air by the powerful wave, and the ship's planks within a radius of several meters cracked inch by inch. The cracks spread wildly from the point of impact like a spider web, directly penetrating most of the bow!

The seawater beneath their feet was further rippled by the aftershocks, creating a massive circular wave that crashed against the sides of the ship.

All three of them swayed at the same time!

The Water God King slid backwards on the sea surface, and the force of the air pressed a deep groove into the waves beneath his feet.

The vengeful spirit carved two half-foot-deep sword marks on the deck, its pale face expressionless, only its eyes revealing a rare, cold glint—

A kind of bloodthirsty excitement that arises instinctively when a person obsessed with swordsmanship encounters an unparalleled enemy.

Xue Ling was forced back five steps, two steps more than Li Hun.

Her right hand, gripping the Moye sword, trembled slightly, and a trickle of blood seeped from the base of her thumb.

But his cool and aloof face remained perfectly composed.

The two swords combined barely managed to block the attack!

Almost everyone on deck gasped.

Huang Ying was forced to retreat with a single move.

Huai Kong's iron-forging hand retreated three steps in succession.

The two peerless swordsmen joined forces and unleashed a combined attack, barely managing to withstand the Water God King's blow.

The difference in strength is enough to make one's scalp tingle just by thinking about it.

The Water God King's scarlet eyes lingered on Li Hun and Xue Ling for a moment each, a rare hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

however.

Before he could make his second move—

A terrifying pressure that could change the very fabric of the world descended suddenly from the towering giant ship behind them!

The voice of Indra echoed from the deep chambers of the giant ship.

Unhurried and unperturbed, indifferent to joy or anger.

It seemed to seep out inch by inch from the deepest part of the ancient ice.

"Get out of the way." Just three words.

It wasn't anger, it wasn't urging.

It is a kind of detached indifference, as if looking down on ants from the ends of the earth.

It seemed that the scenes of the Water God King's rampage and the repeated setbacks of the Seven Dragon Slayers were nothing more than a trivial trick in his eyes.

He kept watching.

It's crystal clear.

But he never bothered to make a move until now, when he finally felt it was enough.

Following the freezing of the heavens' might, the "killing the heart" strategy has taken another step forward.

Huang Ying, Dugu Ming, Jian Chen, and Huai Kong—their hearts trembled violently at the same time.

boom--!

A dazzling burst of icy energy suddenly appeared from the giant ship, striking down like divine punishment from afar, its target the Water God King on the sea surface!

It was as fast as a shooting star, impossible to avoid.

The Water God King's expression changed drastically.

He felt that every part of his body was locked in place by this force in that instant, and even the surging waves beneath his feet seemed to be frozen into a piece of gel.

He then truly realized that the cultivation level of the Indra in the cabin was far beyond his original estimate.

The Water God King gritted his teeth and roared, resorting to his old trick again!

His muscles suddenly became incredibly slippery, like those of a fish swimming in the sea, and his entire body began to writhe wildly like an eel, desperately trying to deflect the terrifying force from the most difficult angle to lock onto.

Slurp—!

A chilling sizzling sound rang out.

Under the incredulous gazes of everyone—

A powerful burst of icy energy, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, was actually 70% dislodged into the sea by the Water God King's slippery body!

The sea surface exploded in response.

A hundred-foot-high column of water shot into the sky, turning into a shower of shimmering ice crystals that crashed down onto the remaining ship planks, making a series of clanging sounds.

pity--

The remaining 30% of the force still blasted solidly into the Water God King's body.

"puff--!"

The Water God King spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and like a cannonball that had been deflected, he flew backward and crashed heavily into the sea.

The water droplets had not yet fallen.

He already knew—

This battle could not continue.

He twisted his body strangely in the water, and using his most familiar water escape technique, he instantly submerged into the deep sea and retreated rapidly into the distance.

"king--!"

Seeing their leader flee with serious injuries, the other aquatic experts were filled with grief and indignation, their eyes bloodshot.

One of them suddenly looked up and let out a sharp roar:

"Form ranks! Kill them!"

At a command.

Dozens of elite aquatic creatures mounted their giant piranhas and began swimming wildly around the fleet.

The speed is getting faster and faster, more and more urgent.

Splash!

The sea, which had calmed down after Indra's attack, boiled over once again under their stirring!

One enormous whirlpool after another appeared out of nowhere, each radiating an astonishing devouring power, pulling the ship relentlessly towards the seabed.

Snap! Snap!

Several once-impregnable warships began to groan under the strain of the whirlpool, their hulls crumbling inch by inch.

Cries of agony, screams of agony, and the roar of seawater rushing in—once again echoed through the fleet.

Only that majestic giant ship remained as steady as Mount Tai, completely still.

Just because Indra sat upright in the cabin, his body was filled with a chilling aura that emanated wildly outwards—freezing the seawater within a radius of several hundred feet around the bottom of the giant ship, along with the piranhas and aquatic elites who dared to approach and cause trouble, into crystal-clear ice sculptures!

The terrifying devouring power of the aquatic creatures' array, upon reaching the bottom of this ship, was like hitting an invisible ice wall, unable to exert any force whatsoever.

"The ship is sinking—!"

"Abandon ship! Get ashore!"

Chaos erupted on the deck.

With no time to fight, everyone used their lightness skills to leap from the swaying ship and fly towards the nearby coast.

Amidst the chaos—

Huai Kong turned around and saw Luo Xian standing in a panic on the tilted deck not far away.

The ship beneath her feet was slowly sinking into the sea, her long hair was disheveled by the sea breeze, and a strand of hair clung to her pale cheek. She looked like a white flower whose stem had been broken by a storm, swaying precariously.

Huai Kong's mind was blank; his body moved before his consciousness could register it.

He darted forward in one stride—

One hand firmly wrapped around her waist.

Luo Xian shuddered suddenly.

The moment he looked up, what he saw was Huai Kong's face, covered in sweat and seawater, and a pair of bloodshot eyes—

But the moment those eyes looked at her, the murderous intent vanished completely.

Only one sentence remains.

Hold on to me.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was as steady as a rock.

Before he finished speaking, he lightly touched the side of the sinking ship with his toes, and his whole body soared into the air, carrying Luo Xian as he shot towards the shore.

The sea breeze howled.

All around were screams of agony, the roar of seawater rushing in, and the cracking sound of ship planks breaking—

But all of this seemed to be muted at this moment.

Luo Xian instinctively hugged Huai Kong's neck tighter.

Her face was pressed against his chest, and she could hear his heartbeat—thump, thump, thump—fast and fierce, like a drumbeat.

Her long hair was blown by the sea breeze, strands brushing against Huai Kong's cheeks.

Huai Kong's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Luo Xian lowered her eyelashes.

He didn't let anyone see the extremely complex expression in his eyes—

This is what love feels like.

Once everyone had settled on the shallows, their initial shock subsided.

Although none of them were injured, their robes and clothes were mostly soaked by the seawater, leaving them in a sorry state.