"Good sword skills..." Garen's eyes flashed with indescribable light.
In the middle of the swimming pool, when the smoke clouds slowly dispersed, a tall and slender figure of a woman emerged from behind a silver-white sword that was more than three meters long.
This is a very weird woman. She has a hot and curvy figure. She is wearing a milky white solid-colored waist skirt with no sleeves. The skirt is split from both sides like a cheongsam, revealing her long, fair and round legs.
The woman's hair was black, and the Daguan knife in her hand suddenly retracted, whistling and dancing in a circle in the air, and then inserted into the ground beside her with a bang. The handle of the knife was deeply inserted and fixed on the ground.
The most bizarre thing is her face.
She wore a slightly black metal mask on her face, with the left half of the mask showing a frown and the right half showing joy.
"Al...my dearest brother." When the woman spoke, it was not a female voice, but a low and magnetic male voice, and the language she used was actually the ancient pronunciation polyglot that Garon was familiar with.
'Rebels...even rebels have appeared...what kind of luck are you!?' Hesasi's voice actually fluctuated abnormally. 'This is not what you should be facing now.
level!!'
Garen's face was expressionless and he ignored Hesas's exclamation.
call....
He blew out a stream of white air, then took another deep breath. His right hand brought out countless afterimages on his chest, and instantly touched an acupuncture point in the center of his chest.
laugh!
The muscles there suddenly sank, forming a deep pit. Then a burst of air burst out.
Garen's figure suddenly expanded again, his arms turned black, and the skin of his hands was like black metal. It was extremely hard.
"Who are you?" Garen said in a low voice. "Who is Al?"
The woman chuckled lightly, her laughter was like a silver bell, it was obviously a woman's laughter, but as soon as she opened her mouth, it turned into a man's magnetic voice.
"You have my brother's bloodline in your body, the blood of the Nine-Headed Dragon of the Void, and you don't know it? Even its soul and will are integrated with yours. I have been looking for it for so long."
She stretched out her right hand, her white jade-like fingers were slender and round, and flipped her fingers. Suddenly, like magic, a brass-colored coin was transformed. On the front of the coin was a ferocious dragon head pattern, and on the back was a pattern of three rings connected in series.
"I finally found its bloodline. As for me," she chuckled, "I am what you often call a rebel...a rebel who is willing to become a clan of void creatures."
'At least at the legion level! Every rebel is at least at the legion level!' Hesas said in Garen's ear. "That's a high-end general who leads a large legion of void creatures! It would be fine if my body was here.
.But now..."
"Are you here to kill me too?" Garen stared at the other person, his voice getting deeper and deeper.
"Kill you?" The other party smiled sweetly, as if he had heard something extremely interesting. "This is not called killing... this is called purification. Our civilizations in the void and the underworld have always been absolute feuds. There is no room for reconciliation, no.
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"It has always been my dream to fight against a strong man." Garen raised his legs and began to slowly walk towards the opponent. His steps were heavy and powerful, as if the entire dream world was shaking with his steps.
"Interesting..." The other party put away his smile. The eyes under the mask looked at Garen for the first time, "It seems that you are also an outstanding person in the underworld civilization. Back then, I achieved the supreme eighty-one demon slaying, and I saw
Among the strong men, only Capps can have such pure fighting spirit as you."
'The other party was once a top master in secret martial arts. Any rebel was once an outstanding expert in the warlock civilization. Be careful! Their secret martial arts were also at the absolute top level.' Hesas reminded in a low voice.
Without Hesas' reminder, Garen had already felt that the other party was definitely like him, at least a top master at the level of King of the Century or above, and that the secret martial arts had reached an appalling level.
In this world, in the secret martial arts he practiced, the killing hand was put aside by him, so only the seven-star life-pointing skills he created and combined with the fighting skills were the strongest. The rest of the two-phase water bird boxing
Ordinary fighting techniques are unlikely to be effective against an opponent of this level.
As their opponents at this level, any technique or secret method with a slightly simpler connotation can be quickly integrated and combined to create a similar secret method just by looking at it once. This has simply reached the point where all methods are unified. In Miwu,
In one field, they have reached the level of a well-deserved master.
Only unique, extremely complex and sophisticated powerful secrets are the unique means they can use. There are even legends of masters who deliberately add many interference techniques to confuse their opponents' vision.
The two stood facing each other. Just standing facing each other like this, the environment in the dream began to tear and fragment slightly. The environment of the surrounding swimming pool began to gradually tremble and collapse, and pieces of black fragments fell from above.
The environment is like a virtual background simulated by wall coverings.
"It's a pity... you haven't reached the peak you want... your body is still too young." The woman whispered. "Ten years."
"What?" Garen raised his hand, ready to open the second star. The opponent's invisible release of energy made him feel breathless.
"I have been waiting for you for ten years, hoping that you can reach the peak." The woman continued. "If..."
Boom!!!
There was a loud noise, and countless black fragments of gravel flew behind Garen. He stretched out his arms and rushed toward the opponent, like a terrifying giant beast flying towards prey.
"It won't take ten years." He growled.
In the dream, two black and white figures collided fiercely.
"Second Star!!"
Garen's body expanded ferociously again, and his whole body became more than two meters tall. His skin turned black, and he looked like a metal giant. He raised his arms and struck at the woman like a big axe.
Having activated his second star, his current high-speed explosive power has hundreds of tons of terrifying power.
His arms were like the hardest weapons, and he hit the woman's huge sword with a loud clang.
In an instant, the blade of the Guan Dao vibrated rapidly and at high speed, like a chainsaw pulling back and forth. A strange stickiness came out from the blade, firmly sticking to Garen's arms. To be precise, it should be biting.
There were actually white air-like snake dragons lingering vaguely on the surface of the blade. They snaked around the blade and bit Garen's arms with their mouths open.
Garen's arms pressed against the Guandao blade, and the two vibrated at high speed, and golden sparks spattered out.
The woman was hit by a huge force. Hundreds of tons of terrifying force were instantly applied to her, hitting her so hard that the two of them flew backwards.
"Dragon Spine Slash!" There was excitement on her face, which was the strong fighting spirit shown by a strong person when encountering a strong one.
An inexplicable white sword light shot out from behind her and shot towards Garen's neck. It was like the back and tail of a giant dragon, swiping its tail hard. The terrifying power she burst out at this moment reached or even exceeded
Galleon's strength at this time.
The speed of the sword light was extremely fast. Garen's arms were stuck by the Daguan sword and he couldn't get away at all. He could only watch the sword light coming.
Without any time to think, he instantly leaned back and bent over, stabilized his body, raised his right leg and stepped on the ground.
Bang!!
Amidst the loud noise, countless gravels flew out from the ground at high speed, but the woman did not pay attention at all and allowed the gravels to hit her body, but there was not even a trace of injury.
But Garen's purpose was not this. A large amount of gravel flew straight up and hit the side of the sword, causing it to slightly rise upwards and completely deviate from its original direction.
Garen suddenly exerted his strength, retracted his leg and gave a knee strike, which happened to collide with the woman's same kick.
With a bang, the two people separated directly with the instant reaction force.
The dream finally collapsed completely, and the two of them were suddenly in a completely dark space, with nothing around them but darkness.
"I retract my previous contempt..." The woman felt the last of her strength and said seriously. She looked around for a week.
"It's a pity that this place can no longer bear our duel. I will come to you. Remember my name, my name is Nadia..."
"Nine-Headed Dragon King Nadia..." Hesas's voice finally came over again.
"I am Garen." Garen looked at the other person's figure slowly disappearing into the darkness, and whispered his name.
"Garen, it won't be long before we meet again..." Nadia's voice came from afar, gradually getting smaller and weaker, until it completely disappeared without any echo.
'You are in luck. Nadia, the nine-headed dragon king, is one of the famous rebels of our time. She has ninety-nine and eighty-one lives. Every death will make her twice as powerful until the end.
Once she dies, her power will increase to eighty-one times its original size, making her so powerful that it is unimaginable!' Hesas seemed to recall the scene at that time.
Garen immediately recalled the situation when he obtained the nine-headed dragon talent in the totem world. Although the nine-life talent could be resurrected nine times, it was far behind Nadia.
"Eighty-one times..." Garen's current strength is close to the top level in the totem world. Although his physical fitness is not as good as that then, after superimposing the seven-star life points and turning on the second star, it is equivalent to attributes.
Points doubled to more than twice the original, which is about blackjack. But such consumption must increase the vitality in his killing hands. His physical recovery is not enough to meet the activation of the second star. As for what follows
The third star, the fourth star, and even the final seventh star... that level of power is still far from what Garleon can reach now. After his own quality has improved, every time he activates a star, his consumption becomes much greater.
, his stored vitality is no longer enough to be used later. (To be continued...)