Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The East China Sea was churning with huge waves, and the once prosperous coastline now looked like a scene from a doomsday movie.

Dozens of cities were shrouded in the shadow of the tsunami, and high-rise buildings were as fragile as building blocks in the face of the huge waves.

The helicopter circled in the air. Inside the cabin, Jun Ren Bufan tightly grasped his weapon with a frown on his face.

The command center's voice came from the headset: "The target is about to appear. Do not act rashly without orders!"

The huge waves roared as if they were going to swallow everything.

At the critical moment, the sound of a sword resounded through heaven and earth, clear and loud, as if it could penetrate everything.

The waves stopped strangely less than a hundred meters away from the coastline, as if being held down by an invisible giant hand.

A figure appeared in front of the waves. He stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair fluttering, like a banished immortal.

It was the Sword Saint Zhou Xiaoping.

He calmly gazed at the surging sea, his tone calm but with unquestionable majesty: "The territory ahead is Daxia territory, the gods forbid it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally turbulent sea surface suddenly split apart as if by a sharp blade, revealing a path leading to the seabed.

A figure in a blue robe and holding a trident slowly rose from the bottom of the sea, and the sea water automatically condensed into a platform under his feet, as if a god had descended.

"Bo Haishen, codename 009, long time no see." Zhou Xiaoping's tone remained calm, as if he was just greeting an old friend.

The face of the Sea God was gloomy, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Zhou Xiaoping, his voice low and full of majesty: "You..."

"009? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Zhou Xiaoping interrupted Bohaishen's words, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly drew out the long sword behind him.

"I only trust my sword."

Bohaishen's face darkened, and he pointed the trident in his hand at Zhou Xiaoping.

His tone was stern: "How dare you, a mere mortal, be so rude! I am a god, how can you number me at will?"

An invisible pressure emanated from Bo Haishen, as if to crush Zhou Xiaoping.

Zhou Xiaoping, however, was not moved at all. He chuckled, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes. "What's wrong with the number? It makes it easier to remember. How about I call you Xiaojiu next time we meet? It sounds more intimate."

The long sword in his hand hummed, and the sword intent soared into the sky, blocking all the pressure from the God of Waves and Seas.

"I only believe in my sword. If it says you can't do it, then you have to do it."

"Insanity!"

Bohaishen roared angrily, swung the trident in his hand violently, and a huge water dragon roared and rushed towards Zhou Xiaoping.

Zhou Xiaoping did not dodge or evade. He swung the sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy instantly cut the water dragon in half and dissipated into nothingness.

"Xiaojiu, your moves are a bit old-fashioned. Can you try something new?"

The God of the Sea took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I came here to take away [Shiva's Resentment] and prevent a greater disaster from happening."

"Shiva-ghost?"

Zhou Xiaoping raised an eyebrow. "That thing is in Daxia territory. Do you want to take it away? Have you asked about my sword?"

He held his sword horizontally in front of him and said firmly, "In Daxia territory, the gods are forbidden to enter. This is the rule! Understand?"

Bohaishen's face turned ashen. He gripped the trident tightly, staring at Zhou Xiaoping with cold eyes, and said word by word, "Are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

Zhou Xiaoping shrugged and said with a relaxed expression, "Enemies? Not really. We're all civilized people, so let's talk nicely. But if you want to force me..."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand made a crisp sound.

"My sword hasn't tasted the power of a god in a long time..."

He suddenly stopped, turned his gaze to the north, and his eyes narrowed slightly...

"and many more……"