Cynthia took a deep breath, finally lowered her head and gasped for breath. Her hair slowly flowed down her temples.
"Garen is getting more and more terrifying." Jack beside him said with a bitter smile, "Just looking into his eyes made me feel scared unconsciously. Even when I faced the machine gun bunker, I never felt like this before. It's really true.
Thank you for daring to have a face-to-face conversation with him for so long."
"He's not much older than me!" Cynthia said bitterly, unwillingly, "I can't forget how I looked when I was cornered by him! No matter where I am! I will definitely be number one! It was like this in the killer training camp.
! It’s the same in the training camp! It’s even more the same in the company!! At the same age, why is he so much better than me!!”
Recalling the words she heard on the plane, there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"You have also heard that as long as spear skills reach the fourth level, you are qualified to threaten fighters. If I practice spear skills with my martial arts skills, the absolute power will be amazing!"
"You¨" Jack smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say. He simply lay on the ground and let the sweat flow to the ground.
The main residence of the Red Sand Sword Gate in Hu'an West City
An ancient oriental-style square courtyard with brown walls and vermilion roofs.
In the large wooden martial arts training hall, five men in red were respectfully offering incense to a portrait.
The leader was the contemporary owner of the Red Sand Sword Sect, a handsome man with red hair shawl. After putting on the incense, he gently touched the sword at his waist. He turned around and looked at the four old men in the door behind him.
"Elders, the traitor is back again."
One of the four gray-haired elders immediately gritted his teeth.
"That traitor actually!"
The remaining three people, two old men and one old woman, all had expressionless faces, and the atmosphere was unusually solemn.
"Who will be responsible for dealing with him?" The sect leader glanced at the elders one by one.
The elder who had just spoken suddenly fell silent.
The four of them were quiet and did not dare to speak.
"Alas." The sect master sighed, "Didn't you hate everyone in the past? Now that people are here, you are silent?"
Still silence.
The sect master glanced at the four elders in disappointment and didn't know what to say.
"Master, Clark is too dangerous. I suggest that we should directly surround and kill him. There is no need to follow the rules of the competition." An elder said.
"Yes, Elder Kane is right. We should work together to mobilize all our forces, and we must leave the shame of the Red Sand Sword Sect at the headquarters!"
"I suggest that all the top five disciples be sent out, as well as the chief of the branch, and our elders will assist from the side."
"We can design a place to use the gun team."
Immediately, all the elders spoke enthusiastically.
"Stop arguing." The door owner waved his hand feebly. "Where is Bio?"
"Still resting. This time he went out to perform a mission for the Federation and he was seriously injured." An elder answered.
The Shame and Shadow of Clark's Red Sand Sword Gate.
He is the strongest genius in the history of the Red Sand Sword Sect! It only took three years to complete the complete transformation from zero basics to a fighter.
Palosha, who was once known as the Red Sand Sword, was cultivated wholeheartedly by the elders in the family. When he became famous, Andrela was still practicing basic training.
Clark laid the solid foundation for the power of the Red Sand Sword, and reached an unprecedented peak in his practice of the most powerful secret weapon in the sect: the Red Sha Sword, surpassing all his predecessors and becoming the strongest in the entire Red Sand Sword Sect!
He led his disciples on expeditions east and west, and defeated them one by one regardless of whether they challenged him head-on or secretly. Clark's reputation reached its highest peak in history.
It's a pity that Clark, who reached his peak, never got any further, and he could no longer see any hope of progress in the goal.
The repeated battles and fame made him extremely tired. Finally one day, the depression caused by this tiredness broke out. One day five years ago, he defected.
Under the temptation of the Demon Elephant Gate, he killed the master who taught him and his favorite senior sister. Everyone who stood in his way and everyone he cared about was killed one by one.
The purpose of the Demon Elephant Gate is to be ruthless and ruthless.
Betrayal is the first condition. Killing the most important person in your heart is the second condition.
This is the price of joining, there is no turning back.
The Red Sand Sword Sect underwent a huge change overnight. The masters who went to pursue him were either killed or seriously injured. The entire sect fell from its peak and was later overtaken by the Star Ring Sect.
"No one can kill him." Recalling the experience of chasing Clark, an elder looked helpless, sad and a little scared.
"Yes." The sect leader also sighed sadly, "He has already surpassed me. At the beginning, he rebelled against the sect in pursuit of a stronger path. Now I don't know to what extent."
"We can ask Andrela from the Star Ring Sect to take action." An elder suggested.
"The time is too short, it's too late. Besides, although Andrela is strong, she's still a little bit behind." The door owner shook his head. "I'm not sure even I can make a move, let alone him. I know Clark very well. He's a hunter."
He has also found weaknesses and flaws in the secret weapons of the genius Star Ring Sect. He knows the secret weapons in our sect very well and poses no threat to him."
He paused. "Originally, he disappeared. I thought he was dead. I didn't expect it. Let's just gather all the chiefs and stick to the headquarters."
For a while, the atmosphere in the training ground was extremely depressing.
the next day
Garen and his party dispersed to various places to investigate information, and the person in charge of the Golden Circle in this city happened to be the Eighth Golden Circle, the pale man who originally invited Garen to join. After meeting with Garen, he was very
He readily agreed to provide manpower to help collect information on Losita.
For a time, all kinds of gangsters on the streets, company thugs secretly, and even many shop owners and clerks, etc., were all mobilized by the eighth golden ring.
At the same time, in the suburbs of Hu'an West City
Two men in black cloaks stood quietly among the poplar trees, watching the two young policemen not far away quickly running into the Red Sand Sword Gate. The early morning sunlight shone on the cloaks of the two men, faintly reflecting the smooth sheen like scales.
.The white arc behind it also becomes more and more eye-catching.
"Sure enough, we went to the Hongsha Sword branch. This city is the home base of the Hongsha Sword Gate. They must want to take shelter under the Hongsha Sword Gate." Losita looked at the Hongsha Sword Gate built in the lakeside suburbs in the distance.
Branch Building Complex glanced at his companion with interest. "What are you going to do now?"
Another man in a black cloak pulled off his hood, revealing short white hair. His face was delicate, and his eyes were a rare purple color.
"Hongsha Sword Gate? What a nostalgic name." He sighed lightly. "They seem to want to send the things to Hongsha Sword and let them help keep it. It's good, it just so happens that I haven't gone back to see it for so many years.
, I wonder if the sect master is still as indecisive as before."
"You want to go back?" Luo Xita was stunned, "There are so many masters in the Red Sand Sword Sect, how dare you take the initiative to break in?"
"I just want to see how the Red Sand Sword has improved over the years." Clark said lightly.
Smiling slightly, he walked slowly towards the Hongsha Jianmen branch and actually walked out without any disguise.
Rosita hesitated for a moment and then walked out.
"What are you looking for?" Garen frowned and looked at the eighth golden ring opposite. The two of them were sitting in a tea room quietly drinking black tea. There was a record player on the table on one side, and the soft music played slowly.
Floating around the room.
"Yes, they have no intention of hiding their whereabouts. Just an hour ago, a branch of Hongshajian in the suburbs caught fire. Not a single person escaped from the entire branch. All the more than ten martial arts masters and disciples stationed there were killed."
The Eighth Golden Ring sighed, "He is indeed the strongest genius ever, and his methods are not ordinary ruthless."
"What is it for?"
"It is said to be a secret martial arts scroll leaked from the Demon Elephant Sect. The Demon Elephant Sect sent members to search everywhere for this matter, and actually found many copied secret books. Now people everywhere are recovering all the secret books." The eighth gold.
Huan chuckled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Demon Elephant Gate." Garen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can you determine their location?"
"It's difficult. But" the Eighth Golden Ring smiled, "I checked Clark's information and that guy will definitely go directly to the Red Sand Sword's headquarters tonight. You can go there directly."
Garen was silent for a moment.
"Thank you."
He stood up, turned around and walked out of the tea room.
"Need not.
The Eighth Golden Ring looked at Garen's back and smiled.
Clark, the strongest genius fighter in the history of Red Sand Sword, has been a member of the Demon Elephant Sect for five years. Now he doesn’t even know how strong he is.
Garon is a new generation of masters who have just become famous, and is known as the number one young fighter in the South.
"Hey, there's something interesting." The Eighth Golden Ring picked up the teapot again and poured himself a cup.
Gallon walked out of the tea room. Outside on the street, Keling Saimen and Cynthia Jack were waiting outside the door.
"Have all the core students been arranged?"
"I asked Chilina to stay in the hotel." Ke Ling nodded.
"There's no problem on my side. Everything is ready." Simon nodded affirmatively. "My apprentice is a good arranger in this area!" he said proudly.
"You two will also stay." Garen said calmly.
"Why!?" Ke Ling stopped immediately.
"There's no reason." Garen turned around and walked towards the car on the side of the road.
"Okay, okay Ke Ling, Senior Brother is doing this for our own good. It's too dangerous to go together." Simon actually came forward to comfort him at this time.
Cynthia and Jack followed Gallon into the car, and Cynthia even made a face at Ke Ling.
"Why can they go?!" Ke Ling said unwillingly.
"Because you are too weak." Cynthia hummed.
"Drive." Garen ordered calmly.
"It's my lord."
The driver of Jinhuan immediately started the car and moved forward.