I don't know how long it took, but the sun was shining brightly, and Garen pressed forward step by step. Only then did the speed of Tishuo become a little faster than that of Ansara who had used the secret method. The two finally stopped on a cliff.
At this time, the two of them were already an unknown distance away from where they were.
The cliffs are high and protruding, with white cliffs and dark green cliffs. The dark green is covered with lush and dense pine trees.
The two of them stood on the rocky ground between a few scattered large pine trees.
Ansara stood on the top of the cliff, and Garon stood downwind.
"Don't run away?"
Ansara wiped the dried blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Do you want the blood of immortality?"
Garen was slightly startled.
Ansara smiled and continued.
"You and I are both at the peak of hard qigong. In this world, the peak of hard qigong is only in single digits? Why do you have to chase me?"
"You almost killed my friends and family, and you almost killed me. That's the reason." Garen shook his head and explained. "There was no enmity between us originally. If we were in another place, maybe we would still become friends. It's a pity."
"Yes, it's a pity." Ansha Luo also sighed. He raised his arms. His hands were covered with densely burned blisters, which were the effects of ruby palms. "Have you seen Palosha?"
"how?"
"You are just like him back then." Ansha Luo seemed to recall the past memories. "Back then, when Palosha had not become a boxing saint, he was just like you. He was invincible among the younger generation, even with the elders.
Compared to a generation of martial artists, they are no less generous. It’s a pity.”
"What's the pity?" Garen stared at him calmly.
"It's a pity that you don't have his grandeur."
Garen narrowed his eyes.
"Are you accusing me in disguise of taking advantage of others' danger? When an opportunity comes, you need to seize it. Isn't this human nature?"
"You can't surpass him after all." An Shaluo smiled slightly, stepped forward, jumped back, and landed on the edge of the cliff top.
"It's natural to seize the opportunity to achieve your goal. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in this situation now." Garen pressed forward step by step and walked up. "That person just now was your friend, right? I will deal with you immediately."
He will accompany you."
"You still don't understand." Ansara shook his head slowly, "This is the gap between you."
He looked up at the blue sky.
"Invincible and invincible. As long as he is alive, no one can be his opponent. He will stand at the top of the times regardless of time. Looking forward to our next meeting."
He smiled slightly and actually fell back and fell off the cliff.
Garen was startled and rushed over to look down.
I saw a protruding black knife inserted deep into the cliff wall where Ansara fell. Ansara held the handle of the knife with both hands and slid it down with a hiss, leaving a deep knife mark.
Further down, another black knife was inserted into the broken wall. In this way, he quickly fell to the bottom of the cliff hundreds of meters high, and there were two black horses waiting there below.
A man in a black cloak was riding steadily on the back of one of the horses, looking up at Garen.
From a distance, Garen saw the other person's face.
It was a beautiful female face with a white eyepatch on one eye.
"Third General Charlotte," Garen murmured. "You must have been in the forest just now. Unfortunately, you came too late. How much can Ansaro recover from such a serious injury at his age?"
Ansara was poisoned by the heat of his red jade palm and was injured more and more. He had been chasing for such a long time and had no time to recuperate. His body at this age was definitely severely damaged.
Knowing that there was no hope of pursuing him anymore, Garen turned around and ran in the original direction.
He must go to meet Xilin, Sulin and others as soon as possible, although the main target of the wolf clan is not them, but the fire sparrow mother.
But with that kind of quantity, it is inevitable that there may be accidental injuries.
Returning along the original path, Jialongzhong touched the golden sword holder in his trouser pocket. This penholder-sized object was not damaged at all in the fierce battle just now. He was always careful to protect it from being hit hard.
A steady stream of cool air continued to flow into Garen's mind.
As he ran back, he checked the dark red attribute bar at the bottom of his field of vision from time to time.
The potential item is slowly and steadily increasing. Although it is not as fast as the doomed antique that is released at once, it is still not slow.
After a fierce battle with Ansara all the way, the potential point has exceeded 200%.
"I can't even keep the seriously injured Ansara. It seems that my strength is still far behind. I don't know how terrifying Ansara and the others will be at their peak. He is worthy of being a man at the pinnacle of the times." Garen still felt in his heart.
Some regrets.
"Should I add attributes first, or improve the secret weapon first?" He hesitated. Now he has two secret weapons: the giant elephant secret weapon and the ruby palm, and the rest of the secret weapons have been blended by the two to have enhanced effects.
"The current Ruby Palm can barely hurt Ansara as a sneak attack, but the damage caused is not serious, and there is no effect of one move to determine the outcome. It can be used as an additional effect in ordinary fighting skills. If the Ruby Palm can be improved
The effect of it should be much stronger than that of the Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts, but the rest of the techniques are all in Celine's hands. If she finds out that I have mastered the Ruby Palm so quickly, I may be in trouble." Long hesitated.
!
After sensing the Golden Sword Seat, there was a steady stream of energy, as if it had endless potential.
"Forget it, let's stabilize the injury first. Previously, two palms were sealed by Ansara's Seven Dragon Gate, and finally the palms suffered some hidden injuries."
He immediately focused his attention on the physical fitness column.
03's physique increased rapidly, and his physique quickly changed from 215 to 245
He suddenly felt numb all over, and began to feel itchy in his muscles and bones. A stream of cool air flowed out of his head and circulated throughout his body. He felt as comfortable as soaking in cold water on a hot day. The hidden wounds on his palms were also felt.
It quickly became extremely comfortable.
"There are still some attributes." Gallon felt the increasing potential aura, hesitated, and did not use it again.
Adding attributes is equivalent to increasing the overall physical potential for a long time. Over time, it will become stronger and stronger in the future. Even in the normal state, it will be extremely powerful.
The enhanced skill Miwu can take effect in a short time and immediately enhance the strength. However, the power of Miwu is limited and it will be difficult to improve it in the future. At most, it can be blended into an enhanced effect. In fact, the power is fixed. Once the Miwu is no longer used
Wu itself is not that powerful.
And the point is, if the attributes themselves are strong enough, practicing any secret martial arts will make them far stronger than ordinary martial artists. This is a strong enough foundation. The attributes are applicable to any secret martial arts fighting skills.
The improvement of the secret weapon may improve physical fitness to a certain extent, but it is very limited. The main reason is the power of the secret weapon itself. Only the initial improvement is large.
One is for the long term and the other is for the present.
"It's better to wait until you have accumulated enough." Garen resisted the urge to use up his attributes and kept running through the pine forest.
Soon, the ruins of the tomb behind the abandoned village gradually appeared in the distance, and through the forest, wolf corpses could be seen all over the ground.
The black-maned wolf leader was nailed to the trunk of a large pine tree with a silver sword, hanging in the air.
The bloody scene showed a mixture of dark red and dark green colors.
The entire grassland was almost soaked in plasma, and there were werewolf limbs and corpses everywhere. Some werewolf heads separated from their bodies and fell to the ground. Some were completely cut into two pieces from head to tail. Some were chopped in half.
Being slashed diagonally, there are various ways to die.
The whole meadow was completely silent.
When Galleon stepped on the ground, it felt like stepping on a thick wet blanket. Every time he lifted his leather boots, there would be a sound of water, which was the sound of the blood-soaked grass being squeezed.
The stench was extremely pungent. Garen frowned slightly and walked through the large number of werewolf corpses to the entrance of the tomb.
The entrance and exit of the tomb has been blocked by rubble, and it seems that it collapsed and blocked it from the inside.
"Su Lin!!"
Garen shouted loudly.
"Celine!!"
He shouted as he walked towards the village house.
"Su Lin Xilin! Are you dead?!"
Soon, Garen returned to the building where the three of them had been hiding. It was dark and silent. He walked quickly along the stairs upstairs.
Go up to the second floor and then the third floor, and come to the room where you hid first.
The door opened with a creak.
There were two people, one large and one small, lying on the floor in the room. Sulin and Celine were both there, and there was also the young man I had seen at the Witcher, who seemed to be a policeman.
The three of them were lying on their backs, not knowing whether they were injured or not.
Garen knelt down and checked. All three of them were unconscious and had no external injuries, but their clothes were a little tattered.
Feeling relieved that he was not injured, he walked to the corner of the separated room, found flint from the bag he had brought, piled some pieces of wooden furniture together and started to make a fire.
Start a fire, pour some hot water in a metal can and let it boil.
He himself sat quietly on the side, waiting for the three of them to wake up.
After a while, Celine was the first to moan and slowly got up from the ground, rubbing her head with a painful expression on her face.
The first thing this guy does when he gets up is check his clothes.
She was wearing the same white T-shirt and jeans as Garen, but they had become tattered and had holes everywhere.
"When did you come back?" Celine looked at Garen who was sitting on the side.
"Just now, it didn't take long." Garen poured out the heated water, put it in a paper cup and blew on it gently, waiting for the water to cool down a little. "When another person wakes up, we will leave here. So many people in the wolf clan have died.
I will never give up. It’s better not to get involved.”
He glanced at Celine's clothes and noticed several neat cuts. "You did it?"
Celine rolled her eyes at him. "If I didn't take action, these two would have run out of energy already! The fire bird mother with the sword is too strong."
When she recalled it now, there was still some horror in her eyes.
"It's simply not human swordsmanship! With just a random swing, red light flew out from the sword, and then turned into red lines, cutting off whatever they encountered! It was so scary." Celine slowly touched her own.
Belt, there is obviously a scorch mark on one place of the white belt.
"This is the place where he can block the fire sparrow mother's sword. Fortunately, he only uses this kind of sword technique occasionally, and other times it is normal sword technique."