"You!!" Clark's face turned from white to cyan, then from cyan to purple>
His chest was heaving violently, and he stared at Garen with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
The field was quiet, and most of the people in the Red Sand Sword Sect heaved a sigh of relief. So many people died on the field. These were their core disciples, with clean family backgrounds. Most of them held positions in the army and were loyal to the sect.
People. Now that the enemy of the Demon Elephant Sect has finally come out, they are no longer the opponent’s concentrated target.
The people of the Black Label Club focused all their attention on the boxing champion Leo. Leo frowned and relaxed from Garen's terrifying aura. The first thing he looked at was the Heavenly General Kobe of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect.
pull.
Who knows if this Corbera will stand with Garen? Just seeing the invincible Clark shrink away in fear in front of Garen, we know that Garen, the last general of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect, is
Terrifying strength!
I originally thought that Black Label would be a sure winner against the Elephant Sect, but I didn't expect that such a change would suddenly appear.
But Clark should have expected it.
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Leo's eyes moved to Clark and the two women behind him. The three of them and the Elephant Sect men behind him were not too surprised. They were not surprised by Garen's sudden appearance, but more by Garen's sudden appearance.
The shock of strength.
Another general, Korbela, glanced at Garen from a distance, narrowed his eyes, and stood in a corner with his arms folded, wondering what he was thinking.
"Garon Lombard." Clark stood firm and his face finally returned to calm. "Why are you here when you are not staying with your Grant?" He seemed to have forgotten the shame of being scared away just now.
Garonne has always been active in Grant Province and is the strongest force entrenched in the entire province. This has been completely recognized some time ago. When the Nantian Holy Fist Sect saw that Garonne had no intention of expanding outside the province, they directly
Divide the entire Grant Province into the territory of Baiyun Gate.
Now almost the entire martial arts and secret martial arts circles know that Grant Province is the territory of Baiyunmen Jialong.
Garen glanced at the entire audience.
"It seems like no one listened to what I said. Hasn't anyone left the show yet?"
"Wait!!" The leader of the Red Sand Sword Sect immediately shouted, "We, the Red Sand Sword Sect, are willing to give this place to the Baiyun Sect's leader Jia Long as a place to resolve our grievances and we will leave!"
At this point, he no longer cares about the reputation of the sect. Clark is aggressive, and face is secondary to life.
When Clark rebelled against the sect and lost his strength, the Star Ring Sect came to threaten him. He had made concessions once in order to keep the sect, so why should he hesitate the second time now?
"Master!!"
The four elders and several chief masters all had gray faces, clenched their fists and were shaking with anger. The remaining disciples were on the contrary, most of them were silent, and only a small part of them felt ashamed and angry.
Being beaten into your home, you still have to give up your home to outsiders to settle the grudges. Such concession is already considered a great humiliation in the martial arts world.
"No need to say more!" The leader of the Red Sand Sword Sect raised his hand to stop the anger of the disciples in the sect. "Back off!"
Garen watched as the people with the Red Sand Sword began to retreat slowly. Even the door owner stopped them from collecting the corpses, and they all retreated towards the back door.
Clark and others from the Demon Elephant Gate, as well as the people from the Black Label Society, did not stop him, but all eyes were focused on him.
Unknowingly, all the people from the Black Label Society and the Elephant Sect quietly surrounded him.
"Originally I thought I could have a fair fight with you, but now it seems I have no chance." Clark looked calm. "Garon Lombard, you have grown up too fast! Do you really think no one can discover your secret?"
"Huh?" Garen's eyes narrowed, "Secret?"
"Hand over the technology for brewing the blood of immortality." The sword in Clark's hand suddenly began to vibrate violently, and the blade turned from black to red, like a red-hot iron bar.
Garen was stunned for a moment. These people obviously thought that his growth rate was due to taking the prepared blood of immortality. His words just now made him think that the other party had discovered the secret of his superpower.
"Sure enough, I won't give up until I completely defeat you." Seeing Garen's expression remain motionless, Clark sneered and clapped his hands.
Two people wrapped in black cloth suddenly walked out of the corner of the courtyard. Both of them were holding a strange blue and black machine gun, or a machine gun-style firearm.
Seeing these two people, the expression of another general from the Nantian Holy Fist Sect suddenly changed. His feet touched the ground a few times, and he immediately jumped to the side of Garen and landed not far away.
"I am the Heavenly General Corbela. Be careful that the firearms in the hands of those two people are specially customized inscription guns. The gunpowder used is the strongest purple gunpowder!" He explained in a low voice and hastily.
Garen glanced at him.
"Purple gunpowder?"
"This is the hunting team! Clark is actually a member of the hunting team!" General Kobera suddenly thought of something and his expression changed slightly.
His voice was not quiet, and everyone in the courtyard suddenly heard it. Even the owner of the Red Sand Sword Sect, who was about to completely exit the back door of the courtyard, paused.
"Hunting team? What is that?" the young policeman Ganing asked while wiping his sweat.
The faces of the sect master and the elders and masters nearby all looked ugly.
"The Hunting Team is a hunting team jointly created by the Demon Elephant Gate and the Wiseman Government. It is responsible for hunting the top fighters in the Federation. If ordinary martial artists are mostly good at firearms, then fighters are equivalent to the most powerful assassination special forces."
Master! Basically not afraid of firearms, so the Wiseman Empire organizes hunting teams to reduce the potential civilian power of the Federation!"
"Clark and his team did not come here for the secret book at all, but to lure Gallon out. As long as Gallon leaves his territory in Grant Province, there will be a dragnet waiting for him outside!" The master of the Red Sand Sword Sect suddenly felt extremely anxious.
The feeling of frustration is just like the feeling of being unable to do anything while watching Clark continue to grow stronger.
The Red Sand Sword Sect, which originally thought it was powerful, turned out to be just a bait and arrangement venue in front of the real masters and powerful forces.
"What a big scene." He turned back and looked in the direction of the front yard, where brighter and brighter fires were faintly appearing in the sky. "At the Demon Elephant Gate, the fighters of the Black Label Society have probably mobilized most of their forces in the south.
It is estimated that less than half of the top fighters in the South have gathered here. This may be a battle that affects the entire South."
"Master, what should we do now?" an elder asked from the crowd.
"Continue to retreat."
The leader of the Red Sand Sword Sect watched everyone gradually evacuate in a well-trained manner, and suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his heart.
"Hunting Team"
The young policeman Jianing only had a rough understanding of the situation. He held the junior policewoman with one hand and continued to comfort him while looking up to the front yard.
"Mr. Sect Master, does that mean the hunting team is very powerful?"
"Very strong. They may not be powerful individually, but when combined, they pose a threat that far exceeds that of top fighters." The sect leader nodded.
"So, the guy named Garen just now is in danger?" he asked in a low voice.
"This is a bureau specially set up for him to use the power of the state to hunt down a person. If nothing happens, he will definitely die." The sect leader nodded.
Ganin smiled. "I don't know about fighters or martial artists. That's your world." He rubbed his nose. "I only know that if it hadn't been for that Galen just now, we would all have died there.
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"What are you going to do?" the little policewoman asked blankly beside him. "Senior Brother Ganing, don't be crazy again!"
"I'm not crazy!" Ganin smiled calmly, "There is an old saying in the East: A real man does something and doesn't do something. That Galen just saved me, now it's my turn to save him."
He decisively pushed the little policewoman away and strode towards the front yard.
Everyone in the Hongsha Sword Sect looked at him in astonishment. They didn't know what to say for a moment.
"You are not going to save people, you are going to die!" the leader of the Hongsha Sword Sect suddenly shouted loudly with a complex look on his face.
Ganin paused slightly.
"As you said, those people are just very cooperative. If they are not strong individually, maybe I can also play a role in interfering with them?"
He quickened his pace and walked toward the front yard, quickly disappearing into the shadows.
"Master!!"
A chief couldn't help shouting loudly.
The leader of the Red Sand Sword Sect lowered his head, his expression complex and incomprehensible.
"I'm doing this for the entire sect!"
A group of people fell silent, remembering the tragic situation when everyone besieged Clark just now.
Garen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the two people who came out. He didn't know the specific power of those two guns, but since the other party dared to stage such a formation, he must have conducted a detailed investigation on him.
"Set up specifically for me?"
"Weisman's hunting team plus the top masters of the Demon Elephant Sect. Now we are in trouble." The general Kobera on one side also felt that something was wrong. Even though he was also the same top martial artist, he also entered the fight.
He has been fighting for many years, but this time he faces a battle that even top fighters would find difficult to contend with.
In the yard.
Leo, the boxing champion of the Black Label Club, stands with the Hunting Team.
Clark and Angela from the Demon Elephant Gate and the elder sister Rosita stood on the other side. The field was divided into three groups of people.
The subordinates of the two forces of the brigade surrounded the courtyard and confronted the soldiers brought by Garon from outside.
But everyone knows that these ordinary soldiers cannot be the opponents of these two major forces. The situation is extremely unfavorable for Garen.
"Weisman's hunting team?" Gallon heard this for the first time, "Very powerful?"
Heavenly General Korbela nodded: "Very perverted! He is equivalent to the top sharpshooter of the Yalu Federation, and is the top troop selected from the five million imperial army."
"Garen, hand it over. It's a waste to have that kind of technology in your hands alone. As long as you hand it over to our Demon Elephant Sect, I guarantee that you will be able to get more powerful resources to train. We can break the fairy palace.
Monopoly! Destroy the terrorist organization that is above the government. The empire will also transfer your nationality to at least a noble seat above baron." A smile appeared on Clark's lips. "And weren't you almost killed by Fairy Fran from Asgard?
?Don’t you want revenge?”
"You even know this?" Garen was quite surprised. He was also happy to deliberately let these people misunderstand him, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain such a rapid growth rate.