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221 Bright 1

What Garen noticed was that the runes that would automatically flow and change on the sword were made of what materials. The Fire Bird Mother was the same way back then, with red runes shining on the sword. This could no longer be explained by common sense.

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Although the rune sword was not enough to pose a threat to him, it could already pierce his skin. This alone made him dare not underestimate it.

"Bai Ying, can you show me your sword?" Garen said calmly in a low voice.

Bai Ying was stunned, looked at Garen, and at the same time glanced at the detective. He hesitated.

"Can."

He walked over and handed the rune sword to Garen.

Garen took it and began to examine it carefully.

Northern Territory

somewhere in the thick fog

A dense forest of black figures.

Xianflan half-knelt on the ground, thick and rough breath kept blowing out from his nostrils. He pressed one hand on the ground and covered his heart with the other.

Plop! Plop! Plop!!

A clear heartbeat echoed throughout the stone forest like a drum.

Xianfran bit his lower lip tightly, and kept grasping his clothes and muscles with his hand covering his heart. The excruciating pain coming from his heart made him almost unable to concentrate. Even his vision was slightly blurred.

"Is that possible?" The fire sparrow mother walked out from behind a black stone statue, wearing a red dress, with the elf sword on his waist. Her whole body was clean and clear, like a pure flame. Even her feet

There doesn't seem to be any dust at all.

"It's okay," Xianflan reluctantly stood up and replied in a low voice. "You can withdraw when the time comes. I suspect I may not be able to suppress myself."

The fire sparrow mother was silent for a moment.

"Don't force yourself."

"I know. But after suppressing it for so long, it's time to let go completely." Xianflan replied calmly.

"I really don't know whether your original choice was right or wrong." The fire sparrow mother was a little helpless, and her figure slowly retreated, disappearing into the thick fog, and no trace could be seen anymore.

At this time, there were faint sounds of rapid footsteps outside.

"You're actually hiding here! Xian Fran, you're dead this time!"

"The revenge for killing my father! It can finally be settled today!" "Be careful of other people in the Immortal Palace! Ace, let everyone be on alert!" "Yes!"

A series of human voices quickly approached here. Waves of extremely powerful aura quickly surrounded Xianflan.

These people are all top elites. There are four or five auras among them that can release powerful spirit. They have reached the level of top fighters and are only a little weaker than Ansara. These people are all here for the Immortal Palace.

·All of them are enemies of Immortal Palace Immortal Fran. Some of them are because Immortal Fran is too strong, so they should be cut off first to remove the threat of competing for the black smoke pot.

Plop!!

There was another heartbeat in Xianflan's chest, and his eyebrows gradually wrinkled together, and countless veins emerged, converging on the center of his eyebrows.

call.

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He stood up, and there were two meaty bumps under his armpits.

Garen took the rune sword and examined it carefully. The rune sword in his hand was no different from an ordinary long sword. There were no flowing runes and no special power effects. It seemed to be just a simple long sword.

"It's really amazing." He returned the rune sword to Bai Ying. Although nothing was found, some of the textures were indeed very amazing.

The sky has completely darkened, and the faint moonlight shines from overhead. A faint outline can be seen through the fog.

"Mr. Garen." Tali Mercury finally returned to Garen. "I think I have been able to determine who the Clown King is."

"Oh?" Garen looked at him with interest, "Are you sure?"

"OK!" Tali Mercury nodded.

"Then tell me, where is the Clown King hiding?" Garen looked at him intently. He carefully felt that everyone present, including the three generals Weisman, was all normal and there was nothing unusual.

"Actually, the clown did not hide, but disguised himself as someone." Tali Mercury replied calmly.

"Pretend to be someone else?" Silan and Mengwei both came over and listened to the two men talking in low voices.

"Yes, it's just that his disguise is very realistic. It's difficult for ordinary people to see it." Tali Mercury said calmly. "Don't you feel that the atmosphere here has been a little weird since just now?"

"Oh?" Garen then noticed that indeed, starting from an hour ago, all the forces present seemed to be a little weird, and a weird atmosphere continued to permeate the air.

He looked around intently.

The wolf tribe gathered together to care for themselves, not knowing what they were talking about.

General Weisman and the three of them stayed quietly not far away, closing their eyes to rest.

The witchers seemed to be arranging something in a hurry, looking extremely busy.

Other forces, large and small, are also taking a rest respectively.

"Is there any way to identify it directly?" Garen turned his gaze back to Tali Mercury.

"certainly."

Tali glanced at the other people around him, his eyes calm and calm. "Actually, the real Clown King is hidden in the most inconspicuous group of forces." His eyes suddenly looked at a group of strangers in the corner. "

Please ask the Lord of Garon Sect to take action immediately when he hears my shout, otherwise he will definitely run away again!"

"No problem." Garen nodded.

"Okay." Mercury in the tower stared at the group of unknown forces in the distance and raised his hand, as if to identify the specific person. "The real clown king catches White Eagle!!!"

He yelled violently and turned around and ran behind Garen.!

At this moment, no one reacted.

The white eagle changed color instantly, and the rune sword suddenly drew a fan-shaped sword shadow, slashing at the mercury in the tower.

Snap!!!

A strong gust of wind suddenly blew away his sword, causing his head to tilt.

This wind is clearly a breath of white breath released by Garen when he opened his mouth!

He jumped up, grabbed the White Eagle Rune Sword with one hand, and pinched his neck with the other. It was like a tiger attacking a sheep, bringing with it a strong wind and chill.

Woo!!!!

'White Eagle, screamed, sheathed her sword and backed away, tiptoed a few times, and actually turned out to be one step faster than Garen. She jumped three times in mid-air to avoid Garen's pounce.

"It's you again!! Tali Mercury! I originally planned to let you go, but you are seeking death on your own! Today I will kill you completely!"

"I want to see how you kill the people I protect!" Garen's voice was cold.

"I, the Clown King, have never failed to assassinate anyone!" After the Clown King landed, a human skin mask was torn off his face, revealing a strange face of a man painted in oil paint.

Just as Garen was about to take action, he suddenly heard Mercury groaning in the tower behind him.

Look back.

Detective Tali was clutching his right arm tightly, and his face was bruised and purple, which was obviously due to poisoning. And the scarlet wound on his arm was obviously from the injury just now.

"You are looking for death!" Garen suddenly became angry.

boom!!

A big hole suddenly exploded under his feet, and he rushed out like an arrow, grabbing the Clown King's throat with his right hand. Before anyone could reach him, a transparent force penetrated out of thin air, and it was sinister and hidden.

Just when the transparent force almost touched the Clown King's throat, an extremely powerful and ferocious impact suddenly rushed out from the side, hitting Garon's arm accurately and knocking him away.

boom!

Hitting one side of the stone statue with his claws, he immediately grabbed the black stone into tofu-like powdery sand, and dug out a large piece from it. The splattered fragments hit the ground in the distance, and a small hole appeared.

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Just the sputtering fragments from the aftermath were so powerful that everyone around them felt chills in their hearts.

The Clown King felt even colder in his vest. If he hadn't been rescued by someone, he would have been torn into two pieces.

Garen was furious. With this sneak attack, he could kill the Clown King directly without knowing his strength. The opponent would be unable to use any of his moves and would be torn into pieces just like the previous clown.

Two slices.

If someone hadn't suddenly jumped out from beside him and hit his arm.

He watched helplessly as the Clown King ran away like a frightened rabbit. He felt increasingly unhappy. Then he looked at the person blocking him.

"It's you!!" His eyes suddenly opened wide with an expression of surprise and astonishment on his face.

Not only him, but also Andrela and Nightmare looked extremely surprised. Originally, they thought Garen could handle it on his own. After all, no matter how strong the Clown King was, he was ranked below Ansara and was vulnerable to a head-on confrontation. But they didn't expect that it would suddenly happen.

Such twists and turns occur.

"Let's go after him." Andrela stood up abruptly, holding the hilt of the sword in her hand, but she didn't say any more.

Nightmare also looked serious at this time and looked around.

The leader of the wolf tribe, the demon hunter leader, and Weisman's three generals all stood up at this time and stared at this side. Moreover, their positions vaguely showed an encircling formation.

The Clown King laughed sharply and stood looking here from a distance.

"Weisman's generals have long wanted to deal with you, the elites of the Federation. I didn't expect you to foolishly negotiate terms with others and form a temporary alliance? Idiots!"

The right of glory stood there with his arms folded.

"White Peacock, as long as you agree to join me, Weisman, I don't want to ruin my credibility for many years because of you."

Garen turned a deaf ear to it, but his eyes gradually calmed down and he looked at the person blocking him in front of him.

"I thought you would take action later, but I didn't expect you would do it so early¨¨"

In fact, he had already thought of this situation. Weisman's people were not trustworthy. He just didn't expect it to happen so early.

The figure in front of him looked at Garen calmly.

"Actually, for me, you are the biggest threat. Give up, you have no hope."

"Palosa', do you really think you can suppress me?" Garen casually tore off his upper body clothes, revealing his fair and strong upper body.

"Don't forget, I am the number one divine general." Palosha also took off his upper body coat, revealing a black close-fitting martial arts uniform.

The person blocking him in front of him was the White Bird Holy Fist Palosha who had separated earlier. He didn't know what kind of agreement he had formed with the Clown King, but he actually temporarily rescued the other party.

"boring."

Garen slowly put his hands together, as if he were worshiping and saluting the Buddha statue. As his palms slowly faced each other, a huge invisible air flow slowly surrounded him.

"I have achieved great success in the self-image, and I have never used my full strength even once. Don't let me down, Palosha."

His eyes suddenly opened and he thrust forward with both hands.

"Idol. Xifeng Fist!"

grumble!!

As Garen took action, two huge giant bird wings suddenly appeared on both sides of his body. They were huge wings like phoenix birds, transparent and invisible. Along with his hands, they thrust forward and kept making crisp phoenix calls.

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