"Ke Ling, tell me carefully what's going on inside the door now." He turned back to look at Ke Ling in the car.
"Okay!" The girl wiped the sweat from her forehead. Knowing that the situation was troublesome, she didn't say much. "Now inside the sect, the senior sister has betrayed the sect, the whereabouts of the second senior brother is unknown, and the third senior brother cannot suppress the situation. The forces of our Baiyun sect are in control.
The master has always been ambitious and may take advantage of this incident to carve up the industry within the sect. This is a problem within the sect! The master is in a coma, and the entire South Twelve Sects support each other. Now they are all paralyzed and without allies, the sect will definitely be in chaos.
The regiment is in urgent need of a powerful person to go out and take charge of all affairs. Senior brother, you must go back immediately to calm the situation. And our opponent will definitely not miss this opportunity, there will definitely be trouble on the way!"
"It depends on how big the trouble is!" Garen looked slightly cold.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of black-faced men suddenly walked out from both sides of the white road ahead. They were tall or short, fat or thin, but they all wore black scarves. They had a strong martial aura.
This group of black-faced men laughed and blocked the path of the horses. The leader, a tall and thin woman, stood up with a sneer.
"Fei Baiyun, I didn't expect you to be here today, right?" The voice was dry and hoarse. The woman had a young and hot figure, with high breasts, but her voice was extremely unpleasant.
On the side of the road in the distance, a few people slowly appeared in the woods. These people were dressed in red and white, and they were all unmasked. A dozen disciples gradually gathered behind them, and they looked like masters.
"Angela, the red scorpion, is going first. It's better to let this woman explore the bottom first." A short, fat old man with his nose cut off said with narrowed eyes. "Now we are not only staring at Baiyun Gate, but there are also countless others.
The opponent is staring at the South Twelve Gate. This is a big piece of fat. If you don’t move quickly, you won’t be able to drink any soup.”
"After waiting outside for so long, the time to divide the cake has finally arrived. Fei Baiyun is in coma, leaving only one disciple who is so tender that he can squeeze out water. The two pillar disciples in the sect have also disappeared. The current Baiyun sect basically has no
You have the power to resist, but you have to be careful about other people." Another woman in white whispered.
"The South Twelve Gates have suppressed us for so many years, and this time we finally have to deal with him once and for all!" the short, fat old man chuckled. "Just be careful of Baiyun's counterattack before his death."
"It doesn't matter, President Bowu is right behind, and he is waiting for Fei Baiyun." The woman sneered. "We Yushan Sect and Chris Boxing Sect are mainly responsible for other people."
Garen sat on the carriage and looked at the people blocking the road in front of him. He then glanced at the surrounding woods on both sides. He didn't know how many dangers and threats were hidden in the deep woods.
"You guys continue on your way, I'll go down and deal with it!" Gallon's eyes turned cold and he jumped off the carriage without waiting for Ke Ling and others to reply.
He strode towards the black-faced woman in front of him.
"Hand over Fei Baiyu..."
Bang!
Without saying a word, Garen strode over and punched out with his right arm.
The woman moved quickly, sideways to avoid it, and wrapped her hands around Gallon's hand. "Break off your hand first!" She said harshly, and with a sudden force, her hands were as if they were wrapped around a steel pillar, and they were not able to move at all.
He couldn't shake the opponent at all.
In an instant, a strong force surged forward, and the woman was thrown away like a sack. She rolled backwards on the ground more than a dozen times, and hit a tree trunk with a bang. She screamed in agony, clutching her chest tightly and her face turned pale.
For a moment she was speechless.
Garen smashed the female leader away, without looking at the result, and rushed forward against the two machetes. The machetes broke, and there was a loud cracking sound. The three black-faced men in front had an unknown number of bones broken, and they flew back and lay down.
Unable to move on the ground.
Garon's expression remained unchanged, his arms stretched out to both sides in a radial shape, he directly grabbed the hair of the two black-faced men and tore them gently. Two pieces of bloody scalps were torn off directly, and the two screamed and staggered away.
Bang!
A gunshot suddenly rang out, and Garen felt a slight pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head and glanced at his lower abdomen, where a brass bullet bounced off the skin and fell to the ground with a ding.
Everyone was stunned for a while.
"Even bullets... can't penetrate it!!" Someone's voice trembled. All the black-faced men immediately backed away in fear.
Garen kicked away a black-faced man on the right. The man's waist clicked, and his spine showed an unnatural twist and rolled back, making no sound. Garen didn't even look at it, and rushed straight towards the black-faced man under the tree.
woman.
One step.
With a muffled bang, the woman's plump breasts were instantly stepped on, and a big hole was made in her entire chest. She died without saying a word. The pistol in her hand also fell to the side.
Gallon picked up the pistol and threw it on the carriage, turned around and rushed deep into the woods.
The look of shock on the faces of the short, fat old man and the woman in white in the forest had not faded away, and the disciples around them lined up in a fan shape. They saw Garen rushing towards them with expressionless faces.
Bang bang bang!
With three muffled sounds in a row, Garen savagely knocked away the three disciples who were blocking the way. Those who were hit either suffered broken bones or were immediately covered in blood and exploded with a casual punch. In an instant, no one dared to block Garen anymore.
forward.
The short, fat old man had a dagger in his hand. He clenched his hands tightly, and his palms quickly turned blue. He walked around Garen very quickly, picked up the dagger and stabbed it hard at the waist.
The woman in white sneered, wearing a silver spiked glove on one hand, and with a hiss the air was broken, and in an instant she shot out three silver fist shadows to stab Garon's face, chest and abdomen.
The two attacks hit Garen almost at the same time, but apart from scratching his clothes, they had no effect. For a moment, both of their faces showed a look of horror. They stepped hastily and retreated, but it was already too late.
"Bijection!"
Garen closed his eyes, not caring about the opponent's attack at all, and flicked his fingers together, lightly swiping across their necks.
There were two crisp sounds, and the short, fat old man and the woman in white passed by Garen.
Without even looking behind him, Garen rushed towards the depths of the forest again.
The two people behind him stood blankly. There was a sudden click at the neck, and the head rolled down from the neck. Blood gushed out for a while, and then the body slowly fell to the ground.
The surrounding disciples stood stunned for a while before suddenly screaming.
"It's a massacre!"
Ke Ling and others on the carriage looked pale as they watched Garen strode out. Everyone who came into contact with him exploded like a balloon and a blood mist exploded. No one could stop his progress!
Simon and the other two disciples sitting in the back were stunned, and one of the female disciples was frightened by the bloody scene.
"Get out of here quickly, we are just a drag if we stay here now!" Simon reacted immediately, raised his whip and whipped it hard, speeding up the carriage.
"Strength of this level...is worthy of Senior Brother Garen!!" The leader of the two sects, the silver-haired boy Rampace, also accelerated. He endured nausea and looked at the corpses and wounded on both sides, and murmured in an exclamation tone.
murmured.
"Brother Lampace? Should we be safe now?" A petite and cute female student asked with a pale face, covering her mouth.
"Not necessarily. With the protection of Senior Brother Jialong of Baiyun Sect, we may have no problem in the first part of the journey, but after that we have to return to our own sect. As the senior sister, you also have to bring your own people back to the sect to take charge of the overall situation. Now South Twelve
The sect was in chaos, and the master was seriously injured and needed to practice before he could recover." Lampace glanced at the disciples of the Baiyun sect in the carriage in front of him, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
Gallon rushed towards two tall and thin figures standing in the woods with their hands behind their backs. One of them was a middle-aged man, wearing a black tight-fitting leather suit, with two black scimitars clasped upside down in his arms, and the word "Bo Wu" was printed on his right chest.
' letters.
The other person had an old face, was wearing black loose clothes, and was holding a short white stick in one hand. He looked at Garen rushing over, the shock on his face had not faded.
"Baiyun Gate Galen! The strongest of the twelve southern gates! I want to see how much physical strength you have!" The old man stepped back, and the middle-aged man in black immediately stepped forward to greet him.
Chi chi chi! Three consecutive sword beams stabbed Garen's face head-on, two of which were aimed directly at his eyes.
The man in black looked cold, like a black shadow. He stabbed Garen three times at the moment he was about to collide with him. At the same time, he rushed forward with his right knee, and a black knee pad with spikes popped out from his knee. It stabbed directly into Garen's lower abdomen.
The area where the bullet was shot.
"Serial swing!"
Garen's upper body turned around like a top, raised his straight arms like propellers, knocked away the scimitar, and slashed at the opponent's neck.
This rotation also avoided the attack of the spikes on the knees.
Snap!
The two scimitars were directly knocked away. The man in black was extremely powerful. He just stepped back and grabbed Garen's eyes without changing his expression.
"Hey!" Garen punched the opponent regardless of the front, and exchanged blows with the opponent.
Bang, as soon as his eyes were closed, Garen felt that his eyelids were as hard as iron, blocking the opponent's finger.
clang!!
When his fist hit the opponent, there was a metallic collision sound, as if something was blocking his fist.
Garen smiled evilly and increased his strength.
Bang! Puff!
Immediately after the muffled sound of a heavy object, the sound of a middle-aged man vomiting blood was heard.
He opened his eyes and saw that the opponent was punched on the tree trunk. A piece of metal armor on his chest was directly punched through, and the chest cavity inside was also punched through. Even the tree trunk behind him had a bloody dent.
Without stopping at all, Garen turned around and charged at the other person.
"Kane!! Even the steel armor was penetrated!! How is that possible?!"
The old man was holding the short stick and sweating heavily on his forehead. He raised one arm and the short stick suddenly turned into several stick shadows, covering Garon's upper body.
But both his strength and speed were far behind that of the man in black. He was obviously old and frail and unable to do what he wanted.
Garen made a dash, raised his fist, aimed it at the chest, and struck it directly.
laugh!
A ray of silver light flashed across his face in an instant, stopping his forward thrust.
Garen stood there and narrowed his eyes.
"It's you again?"
Behind the tree trunk on one side, Ni Shixing slowly walked out with a smile on his face and a silver stabbing sword in his hand.
"You can't kill him. He is President Bo Wu and an ally of our Star Ring Sect."
"Are your star ring gates too strict?" Garen said in a low voice with a cold look on his face.
"It's our business to take care of it. Do you want to try my swordsmanship?" Ni Shixing's eyes darkened and he stared at Garen's neck. There was an inexplicable aura faintly emanating from his side.
Garen instantly felt a hint of threat.
"Star Ring Gate..." He suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and left. There are still junior brothers and sisters in the gate who need to be taken care of. He can't compete with this person here. Until now, he has not used his true feelings.
The purpose of the expanded form of the secret weapon's muscles is to preserve physical strength to deal with the dangers ahead. The real threats are not just the little one just now.