Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

Chenlong suffered repeated defeats, his water armor cracked continuously, his body trembled repeatedly, and his injuries rapidly worsened.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

Just as Lin Ran was about to unleash his final sword strike to end the battle completely.

Behind them, an extremely sharp blade of energy pierced through the sky, sweeping across the vast sea.

Miyamoto Kojiro abandoned the battlefield and pursued him all the way to the front, blocking his way once again.

The overwhelming aura of a martial saint instantly enveloped the entire sea area, halting all attacks.

Seeing this, Lin Ran couldn't help but feel helpless and complained.

"Did I desecrate your ancestral grave? Why do you want to kill me?"

Miyamoto Kojiro landed on the sea, stood on the waves, pointed his long sword at Lin Ran, and looked cold and resolute.

"You have slaughtered countless warriors of my Sakura Kingdom. If I cannot bring you to justice today, how can I face returning home?"

Lin Ran looked speechless: "You were the ones who wanted to ambush me, and I ended up killing you instead. Who can you blame?"

"No matter what, you must stay here today!" Miyamoto Kojiro's eyes were filled with unwavering killing intent, showing no sign of wavering.

As soon as the words were spoken, a new round of battle resumed instantly.

Miyamoto Kojiro faced Lin Ran directly, while Chen Long took the opportunity to recover his energy and move around to restrain him.

On the sea, the three forces chased and fled, fighting intermittently.

The battle airspace kept shifting, moving from the waters adjacent to Japan towards the border waters of China.

The strong winds continued to howl, spiritual energy exploded one after another, and the waves surged endlessly.

Chenlong knew he had no chance of winning in a head-on fight, and all he wanted was to shake off his pursuers completely.

He suddenly lowered his body, skimming close to the sea surface as he sped along, his palms flying rapidly as he channeled his water-based spiritual energy.

The seawater in the entire area suddenly became turbulent, with layers of water walls rising up from the sea and stretching across the surface.

A thick curtain of water stretched for miles, layer upon layer, attempting to block Lin Ran and the Xuan Jiao's pursuit route.

Splash!

The sea surged and roared, with countless currents weaving into a net that locked down the entire low-altitude sea area.

Chenlong wields the water-based spiritual power of a Martial Venerable, and his water control techniques are exquisite. Ordinary martial artists trapped within it would be instantly torn to pieces by the water flow.

However, this method was completely useless against Lin Ran and Xuan Jiao.

The Xuanjiao is an aquatic beast with scales that shimmer with water, moving nimbly through the thick curtain of water.

The layers of water crashed against the dragon's body, but were all deflected by the surrounding spiritual energy, without even the slightest obstruction.

Lin Ran walked on water, his physical body tempered countless times by the Mountain Moving Technique, making him incomparably strong.

The spiritual energy barrier surrounding him isolated him from all the impact of the water flow, and no matter how turbulent the sea was, his body remained as steady as a rock.

A man and a dragon, ignoring the overwhelming waters, relentlessly approached the fleeing dragon.

Chen Long caught a glimpse of the pursuing figure out of the corner of his eye, and his anxiety surged. He pushed his spiritual power to its limit.

Just then, a strong wind howled from behind, and a sense of oppression suddenly swept across the entire arena.

Miyamoto Kojiro sped through the air, unleashing his full sword intent, while a fierce sea breeze gathered around him.

Whoohoo!

The gale swept across the sea, whipping up thousands of feet of water, and countless streams of water swirled rapidly along with the hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, three giant waterspouts, each tens of feet thick, took shape, towering into the sky and stretching across the sea.

The waterspout, carrying a gale and sharp water droplets, spun at high speed and crushed towards Lin Ran.

The wind and water raged, blocking off the entire sea area and leaving no room for maneuver.

Lin Ran looked up at the massive waterspout, his eyes remaining completely calm.

He raised his hand and waved it back into his spiritual sea, drawing the Xuan Jiao back at full speed.

He activated the Concealing Breath Technique again, and with a leap, plunged straight into the deep sea below.

Pfft!

With a light splash, the figure instantly disappeared into the dark depths of the sea, completely avoiding the crushing onslaught of the waterspout.

The raging hurricane and waterspouts on the sea surface continued unabated, yet not a trace of the white-clad figure could be found.

Beneath the deep sea, the light is dim, the seawater is icy cold, and there are crisscrossing undercurrents.

Lin Ran steadily suppressed the sinking momentum, using the seawater to conceal his aura, and followed the faint spiritual energy trail of the fleeing dragon, quickly stealthily pursuing it.

The limited visibility in the deep sea did not hinder his divine sense from probing in the slightest.

The fluctuations of spiritual energy and the unusual movements of water within a radius of several miles were all clearly perceived.

After traveling several hundred feet, the seabed silt churned and the seawater suddenly churned violently.

An extremely powerful aura of a strange beast suddenly enveloped the surrounding waters.

In the dark depths of the sea, a massive shadow emerged from the water.

"What a coincidence?"

Blocking Lin Ran's path was the blind octopus he had previously severely injured.

The severed tentacles have grown back, thicker and more ferocious than before, and the aura of the strange beast surrounding them is heavy and violent.

A powerful aura spread rampantly, stirring up the deep-sea currents.

Although it is blind, it is extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of spiritual energy around it.

As soon as Lin Ran's figure approached, the familiar aura instantly ignited the hatred buried deep in its heart.

hum!

The deep-sea currents trembled violently, and the blind octopus's eight thick tentacles danced simultaneously.

With immense force and violent water pressure, it crushed and lashed at Lin Ran from all directions.

With each sweep of a tentacle, the seawater was compacted, forming a hard water wall that blocked all escape routes.

"They've already advanced to the eighth rank?"

Seeing this, Lin Ran not only did not retreat, but instead came up with a clever plan.

He had no intention of fighting to the death with an eighth-tier beast at the moment, and could use this ferocious beast to hold off Miyamoto Kojiro, who was relentlessly pursuing him.

He suddenly changed direction, neither dodging nor avoiding, and sidestepped past the sweeping tentacles.

Using the propulsion of the water flow, it rushed towards the sea at full speed.

The eighth-order blind octopus was filled with murderous intent. Its huge body swam rapidly, and its eight tentacles took turns chasing after Lin Ran, biting him tightly and refusing to let go.

The man and the beast broke through the deep sea layer at high speed and burst out of the sea with a roar.

At this moment, Miyamoto Kojiro stood in the center of the storm, holding his sword and scanning the sea, searching for Lin Ran's whereabouts.

The towering waterspout had not yet dissipated, the wind was still howling, and the sea was surging with waves.

Suddenly seeing a white-clad figure emerge from the water, accompanied by a giant black shadow, he instantly became alert and on high alert.

Before he could intervene, the blind octopus had already locked onto the aura of a closer martial artist.

Eight thick tentacles swept across the air with overwhelming force, slamming down on Miyamoto Kojiro.

Miyamoto Kojiro's expression darkened, and his long sword was suddenly drawn, unleashing a chilling blade aura in an instant.

clang!

The blade struck the tentacle's cuticle fiercely, sparks flying everywhere, and a piercing metallic clang echoed through the sky.

The hard tentacles were only cracked with shallow fissures, showing no signs of breaking.

The immense recoil force traveled back along the blade, causing Miyamoto Kojiro's arm to go numb and his body to stagger back several steps.

Taking advantage of a lull in their fight, Lin Ran flashed away and quietly escaped the battlefield.

"Please, Squidward!"

After saying that, he spread his divine sense and locked onto a fleeing figure in the distant sea.

Chenlong sensed the commotion of the fierce battle behind him and assumed that the pursuers were being held back, which made him secretly pleased with himself.

He exhausted all his spiritual power, hoping to escape this dangerous sea as soon as possible.

Lin Ran lightly touched the sea surface with his spiritual energy, and his figure transformed into a white streak of light, breaking through the air and rapidly pursuing the enemy.

A fierce battle broke out on the sea behind them.

Miyamoto Kojiro wielded a long sword, his sword strikes continuous and relentless, creating layers upon layers of wind blades as he frantically slashed at the octopus's tentacles.

The eighth-tier blind octopus has thick skin and amazing defense, remaining fearless despite being slashed by blades.

The tentacles flew and swept across the sky, each strike creating towering waves, the water pressure roaring and echoing in all directions.

The man and the beast fought for hundreds of rounds, turning the sea red with blood.

Miyamoto Kojiro fought for a long time without gaining the upper hand, and his spiritual energy was greatly depleted, gradually putting him on the defensive.

Just then, a crisp sound rang out.

"Click-clack!"

The eighth-order blind octopus suddenly withdrew its spiritual power, and the patterns on its body surface faintly glowed.

A strange, binding force instantly spread out, enveloping the entire battlefield.