The King of Special Warfare

The night gradually deepened.

Dibing Mountain became brightly lit.

In recent days, the security measures on Dibing Mountain have been raised several levels under Wang Shengxiao's personal intervention. After he came back from the desert prison yesterday, he officially ordered that Dibing Mountain enter a state of war from now on.

At noon today, Wang Shengxiao officially signed the expansion document of the Imperial Army San Neiwei Troop. The document has been officially distributed to the Beihai Regiment, and the new vice-marshal of the Beihai Regiment, Cang Qiong, has begun to study the list.

Wang Shengxiao made it clear that in the next week to half a month, the size of the Dibing Mountain internal guards will be expanded from 13,000 to 30,000, and there will be no less than 10,000 soldiers on and off the Dibing Mountain 24 hours a day. Five thousand combatants.

Dibing Mountain is very busy today.

The camp of the Internal Guards on the mountainside is expanding.

A large number of weapons began to be installed in countless corners up and down Dibing Mountain.

The internal guards began to have patrol codes.

Everything is laid out one by one, clearly and distinctly.

The entire Dibing Mountain seemed to have suddenly become an unbreakable and invincible war fortress.

With a large amount of armaments and new elite fighters settled in, in the night, the Dibing Mountain, which had been completely destroyed and began to recover slowly, looked extremely powerful and ferocious in the dark night.

A middle-aged man who looked dusty was standing quietly at the foot of Dibing Mountain.

The lights illuminate the foot of Dibing Mountain like daytime.

He stood quietly in the light, looking up at Dibing Mountain quietly, motionless and silent.

One after another, patrol teams slowly walked past him, carefully observing the surrounding environment. The patrol density of the entire Dibing Mountain was several times higher than before.

The atmosphere up and down the mountain was solemn and solemn.

But it didn't seem so tense.

The slowly moving white light swept past the middle-aged man again.

The monitoring system on Dibing Mountain did not respond.

The patrol team that kept passing by him also did not respond.

A small piece of space around the middle-aged man seemed to have a small crease. This kind of crease completely covered his body, but only covered his body, covering all the light, shadow and heat. Under the light, he seemed to be standing A ghost in nothingness.

The Dibing Mountain is quiet and quiet, with a touch of serenity in the solemnity.

He raised his head and stared earnestly at the body of Bei Hai, sizing up every bit of it, as if he was feeling something.

Dibing Mountain is still Dibing Mountain.

But he vaguely noticed that Dibing Mountain seemed to be different from the past.

At least it was different from the last time he came.

What has changed here is not the terrain that was changed by the mysterious Tianjiao's sword.

It is a vague but real feeling, or change.

He didn't know what he was looking for here.

If he is a ghost standing here, then what he is looking for is another ghost.

Sword Qi spread under his feet.

The invisible and majestic sword energy was like a big net, spreading along the soles of his feet on the ground, covering a radius of several thousand meters at the foot of the mountain in an instant.

Within the range of sword energy, every plant and tree at the foot of Dibing Mountain is within his perception range, clearly.

But nothing.

He frowned, hesitated, and took a step forward.

The lights went away in an instant.

He stood on the mountainside.

It seems that there is no strict monitoring at the foot of the mountain, but the overall defense is getting more and more serious.

Chaos is coming in the North Sea.

The movements among the Holy See, the East Island, and the Jiang Clan in South America have become more and more obvious. For the time being, the several major forces have not revealed their intentions towards the North Sea, but their mutual cooperation is gradually being revealed.

Wang Shengxiao, who realized that the enemy was approaching, set up defenses throughout Beihai, but

But they never neglected the defense of Dibing Mountain. Everyone knew very well that no matter what goals the major forces had, and no matter how chaotic the North Sea would be, the final location of this war would be Dibing Mountain.

This is where Wang Shengxiao prepared for the decisive battle.

The sword energy continued to spread.

In the perception of the middle-aged people, in the dark corners, countless elites of the Wang family of Beihai are lurking in them and observing the situation on the mountain.

Lots of long-range snipers.

In the Burning Fire Realm, there are even occasionally masters in the Thunder Realm.

With a calm expression, he searched quickly, and the dense sword intent continued to spread and turbulent.

No one found any trace of him.

Even when he was doing all this, he was standing next to a master of the Thunder Realm from the Wang family of Beihai.

The distance between the two parties was less than two meters, but the other party was always observing the front.

There was still silence on the mountainside.

His expression didn't change at all, but he narrowed the scope of his sword intent and searched more and more carefully.

The night was getting darker and darker, after the night, after the night.

When the dawn was about to break, he had already searched the entire mountainside of Dibing Mountain.

nothing.

Ahead is the top of the mountain.

He frowned and continued upward.

 …

The tide ebbs and flows.

The tide of sword energy on the Xiongxiong stage began to recede towards the North Sea.

Wang Shengxiao, who had been in the most focused meditation state, slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed.

He stood up slowly, looking at the still dark night in Beihai, he looked extremely comfortable.

The majestic and unimaginable sword energy was drawn out bit by bit on the Xiongxiong stage.

This piece of sword energy seems to have merged with every drop of water in the North Sea, it is extremely soft, with incredible tolerance.

Wang Shengxiao gently raised his palm.

The nothingness of the sword retreated from his hand towards the North Sea.

Such a touch is invisible to the naked eye.

But the feeling is very clear.

It was a continuous rotation of sword energy, endless, natural, perfect.

Every rotation of the sword energy seems to represent the true supreme sword way.

It didn't take long for this piece of sword energy that surged to the Xiongxiong stage to appear.

But no one knew that within a few days surrounded by this sword energy, Wang Shengxiao had broken through several small realms in succession.

Every time he meditates, it can be said that he is truly making rapid progress.

The piece of sword energy that merged with the sea is like his greatest mind, and also like the most invincible inheritance of Beihai.

He closed his eyes and faced the sea, as if he was a little bit reluctant, and there were sword auras spinning around him one after another.

It seems that the sword energy that is truly in the same line merges instantly.

Wang Shengxiao straightened his body, and his perception was infinitely magnified in an instant.

He felt the rapids on the seemingly calm surface of the North Sea.

I felt the sharpness and purity of the sword energy traveling through the sea water.

The vast North Sea is shaking slightly.

Sword energy fusion.

His perception continued to fly far away, and he felt the other end of the sword energy.

The corner of Wang Shengxiao's mouth raised slightly, he waved his hand in that direction, and said good morning.

In the next second, the majestic sword energy suddenly reversed.

Wang Shengxiao merged with the sword energy completely passively.

A small amount of sword energy gathered on the Xiaoxiong platform, pulling Wang Shengxiao's perception to cover the top of Dibing Mountain.

Pavilions, towers, pavilions, singing birds, and internal guards patrolling in various positions all appeared in his perception.

A figure he was familiar with was standing in front of a palace in the middle of the mountain top, staring at the palace, as if thinking about whether to go in or not.

The palace is located in the center of the mountain, and it can be said to be the largest palace on Dibing Mountain.

emperor

palace.

The place where the patriarchs of the Beihai Wang clan lived.

Although Wang Shengxiao has not lived in it yet, it can indeed be said to be his residence now.

No, the entire Beihai can be said to belong to him.

Wang Shengxiao suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils shrank rapidly.

He subconsciously took out his mobile phone and found out the communication number of Cang Qiong.

After thinking about it, he put the phone back.

Then without any hesitation, he walked directly down the Xiongxiong Terrace and walked directly towards the Emperor's Palace.

He is the patriarch of the Beihai Wang Clan.

No matter what he faces, there is no possibility of backing down or hiding.

Especially on Dibing Mountain.

The patrols passed by Wang Shengxiao one by one, and everyone greeted him respectfully.

Wang Shengxiao responded with a smile and didn't say much. He didn't blame the patrol for not finding the "visited guest" who had rushed to the door. Individuals can find him, embarrassing these ordinary elites will only make people feel chilling.

When approaching the palace of the emperor, he waved his hand and called a patrol captain over, pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and said with a chuckle, "Go tell the kitchen to prepare a richer breakfast."

The captain saluted and rushed to the kitchen.

Wang Shengxiao tidied up his clothes carefully, and walked slowly towards the palace of the emperor.

The darkness in the sky began to recede slowly.

Dawn was approaching, and a dim light appeared on Dibing Mountain.

Near the Emperor's Palace, all the elites of the internal guards raised their hands and saluted as soon as they saw Wang Shengxiao.

Everyone is respectful, but there are also some doubts.

Because Wang Shengxiao has been on the Xiongxiong stage since he became the patriarch of the Beihai Wang Clan.

Never stayed here for a night at all.

What's going on today?

Wang Shengxiao nodded, didn't say much, just looked at the emperor's palace which was close at hand.

The sword energy on the Xiongxiong stage has retreated into the deep sea.

In front of Wang Shengxiao, there was no one else except this luxurious palace and the elite of the internal guards.

Or rather no one else.

It's just that Wang Shengxiao couldn't see it.

Wang Shengxiao laughed at himself, and walked over based on the memory he felt just now.

This position, if correct, should be right next to him.

The light in the sky flickered slightly.

He raised his head, imitating the man's movements, and watched quietly for a long time.

The middle-aged man who had been searching on Dibing Mountain all night turned his head and looked at Wang Shengxiao.

The distance between the two was less than one meter.

Wang Shengxiao couldn't feel his breath.

But he could clearly see every expression on Wang Shengxiao's face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a little puzzled.

Wang Shengxiao looked up at the palace in front of him, and spoke slowly.

His voice is very soft and slow, but it reveals a kind of full majesty.

"Since when did Dibing Mountain in Beihai become a place where other people come and go whenever they want?"

Everyone nearby was stunned for a moment.

The elite of the internal guards suddenly became tense, grabbed the guns in their hands, and looked vigilant.

The middle-aged man was obviously taken aback for a moment.

He didn't think Wang Shengxiao was bluffing him.

Otherwise the location would not be such a coincidence.

So, are you exposed?

He thought about it, smiled and shook his head.

The sword energy in nothingness slowly shrinks.

The wrinkles in the space around the middle-aged man were instantly smoothed out.

He appeared in front of Wang Shengxiao who looked a bit tired but not haggard, and asked with great interest, "How did you find me?"

Wang Shengxiao turned around slowly, looked at the sudden gentle smile beside him, and said quietly, "Long time no see, Uncle Lin."