"Yes, Senior Brother Simon, we must go back immediately! Disperse and leave!" A disciple of the Southern Twelve Sects said with an ugly face, "My master asked me to tell you a word."
"What?" Simon looked up at him and said hurriedly.
"Someone might have to resort to extreme measures! The master told you, Master Feimen, to be careful. You can only go your own way at this time." After the disciple finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry. Only then did Simon notice that he had already lifted the A black luggage backpack.
Simon was confused for a moment.
The eldest sister Luoxita rebelled against the family, and the life and death of the second senior brother is unknown. Now the master is also injured and unable to move, and the senior brother Jia Long who led the team is also missing.
"If only Senior Brother Garen was here!!" He roared fiercely.
Suddenly, a few figures came out of the entrance not far away. The one in front was a strong and tall young man, dressed in white clothes, with deep wine red eyes.
"It's Senior Brother Garen!!"
"Senior Brother Garen is here!"
"Brother Garen!"
All the disciples of the South Twelve Sects seemed to see the backbone, and the voice of surprise spread from far to near, and quickly spread to the entire South Twelve Sect group.
"Master!!" As soon as Garen entered the arena, he immediately saw Fei Baiyun half lying on the chair, his expression changed, and he hurried over and squatted beside Fei Baiyun.
"Master! How are you? Where did you hurt?!"
"Hurry up! Get everyone out of here!" Fei Baiyun was finally relieved when he saw Garen, his face relaxed.
Gallon checked Xia Fei Baiyun's breathing and pulse. It was still normal, and the injury was not serious. It was only because his head was shaken that he had difficulty speaking for a while, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is this senior brother Garen, who is known as the strongest in the South Twelve Gates?" the green-haired young man on the stage suddenly shouted. "It seems that all the people from the South Twelve Gates have pinned their hopes on you. Dare to fight?"
Garen stood up and scanned the audience around him.
The rest of the Southern Twelve Sects all watched him helplessly, including Mu Gente who was defeated by him, and some Sect Masters who were not unconscious.
With a cold snort, Garen moved his shoulders, turned over and jumped onto the ring.
"You are looking for death yourself." He looked grim, and his eyes became more and more crimson.
The depression of the previous fiasco suddenly shot out fiercely like a deflated balloon.
"It's not a small tone!" The green-haired young man sneered, leaned forward, and rushed in front of Garen in an instant.
Bang bang bang! !
The two fought more than ten times in a few seconds, and the continuous sound of elbow and fist collisions was endless.
Boom!
The green-haired young man turned pale, was kicked back a few steps, clutched his chest tightly, and couldn't breathe for a while.
Garen jumped back in an instant, and his whole body came to a standstill. His hands and fingers were spread out, and they were clasped into a ball. A frantic heat flow quickly condensed from the whole body, which was caused by the rapid heating of the skin.
His eyes became more and more red, and the sound of breathing from his nostrils could be faintly heard the neighing of giant elephants. Like a depressing bomb.
"Not good!!" A green-haired middle-aged man in the audience changed his face wildly, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Garen.
The sect masters and sect masters in the surrounding seats also became serious.
The masters of Xinghuanmen and Hongshajian leaned forward slightly, with a shocked expression on their faces.
Suddenly, the master of Hongsha Sword Sect remembered something.
"This is!!!" He, who was calm before, opened his mouth and could hardly close it now.
boom! !
There was a sudden loud noise on the stage. With a tearing sound, countless pieces of clothes flew away.
Garen's muscles swelled fiercely, and he stood where the green-haired man was like an ancient giant beast, but his huge size of more than two meters gave people a terrifying sense of oppression. He gave the green-haired master and apprentice a cold look.
"The apprentice is dead, is the master coming?"
The green-haired middle-aged man hugged the stunned apprentice, his face turned pale, he was shaken back more than ten steps, his clothes were torn, he couldn't breathe for a while, and couldn't speak.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth. All of a sudden, he fell to the ground.
"Okay! Baiyunmen Jialong, I will remember this palm. It will be rewarded in the future!!" He laughed miserably, hugged his apprentice and ran, and disappeared into the crowd in an instant, like a flying swallow in the rain Incomparable.
Garen glanced at the audience with a cold expression, turned around and jumped off the stage.
"Pack up your things and get out of here immediately!"
"Yes! Senior brother!"
The four of Ke Ling responded in unison, and one of them supported Simon. Garen picked up the master in his arms, and quickly left towards the entrance. His injury is not healed, and if the fight continues, he will definitely be seriously injured and unable to leave. Otherwise, he would definitely try to keep the two masters and apprentices on the spot.
Just walking into the entrance, Garen couldn't hold back anymore, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother!!" Ke Ling and the others panicked and wanted to come over to help him. He was stopped by Garen's raised hand.
"Let's go now! If the news inside the door is true, we might be in danger! We can't stay here for long." Garen strode forward quickly.
The four hurriedly followed, and behind them were more than a dozen disciples from other sects.
"What are you doing with us?!" Garen turned his head and asked in a deep voice.
"You and I are also heading back in the same direction! I hope that Senior Brother Garen can protect us to go back!" A boy with short silver hair suddenly stood up and begged helplessly. Some disciples behind him supported the two old men who had passed out, and they looked similar to the miserable situation of Baiyunmen.
"Then keep up!" Gallon knew that there was not much more, so he simply gave this favor.
"My name is Lampace! I'm their representative!" The silver-haired boy hurriedly introduced.
Garen just nodded and didn't speak.
The group quickly packed their things and rented a car from Xinghuanmen, but they were rejected. The other party remained neutral and did not want to get involved in this matter.
In the parking lot, Garen was dressed in white, and more than a dozen people stood together, staring at the Xinghuanmen guarding in front of the car.
The leader of these star ring gatemen was a handsome man with blue hair. This man was dressed in black, his arms were exposed, and a black cross was engraved on his right arm.
"I am Nishixing. The door owner has issued an order that no one is allowed to rent a car. Please go back." The man said lazily with his arms folded.
"We were invited by you to participate in the exchange meeting. Now that we are in trouble, you don't even plan to rent a car to us. You guys!!" Ke Ling was so angry that he could hardly speak.
"I also follow the teacher's instructions. Not only you, but all the sect masters of the South Twelve Sects are not allowed to rent cars. Don't you think your family is the only one? Senior brother has already gone to the other side." Ni Shixing lowered his hands , raised his right arm and held it lightly with five fingers. "With the senior brother here, even if you are the main sect master, you small sects will not be able to succeed. Let's just give up, wouldn't it be good to go back honestly?"
The Xinghuanmen disciples behind him were all expressionless and well-trained. When they heard this, they slowly put down their right hands, their five fingers moved lightly, and a chilling aura slowly permeated.
Garen stared at Nishi Xing coldly. He could feel the breath of the other party, which was almost the same as him now. If you really want to fight, it still depends on your status and luck.
This is also the reason why the other party was not very arrogant from the beginning. The two are the strongest fighting forces on both sides, and they are both afraid of each other. Having just been promoted to this level, Garen was already able to vaguely judge the opponent's level of strength from the opponent's subtle movements, words, deeds, and body deeds. He could feel the threat from the opponent, the threat to himself!
"Okay! Very good! The Star Ring Gate, I remember it!" Garen turned and left. Although he was absolutely confident in his own strength, this is the Star Ring Gate's territory, and it is not a wise choice to conflict with the other party.
And most importantly, he is still injured.
"This challenge is definitely premeditated, a premeditated plan against the Southern Twelve Gates Alliance!" Simon said ruthlessly, supporting his broken arm. "Why doesn't anyone challenge us, but insists on challenging our Southern Twelve Gates! The masters of the Twelve Gates are either in a coma or injured, and there are not many who still maintain their strength. Obviously someone wants to overthrow our position in the Twelve Gates!"
A group of people quickly walked out of the parking lot. Move straight away from the side of the vehicle.
Tishi Xing was slightly relieved, and stared at Garen's leaving back with low eyes.
"The third-rate Giant Elephant Mi Wu has been cultivated to such an extent." He recalled the scene on the field just now. "There's nothing wrong with that. It really is"
Garen and the others quickly walked towards the exit.
"Now is not the time to talk about these things. Now the twelve sects can't take care of themselves. Ke Ling said just now that all sects have serious internal problems. Is it true?" Gallon asked as he took the lead and walked quickly.
"It's true!" Simon nodded fiercely, "It's obvious that this is a conspiracy against us, and the other party has even bribed the Xinghuan Gate. There may be some secret agreement! Senior brother, we must be careful!"
"No matter how careful you are at this time, you can only rely on your strength to force it!"
As soon as Garen and his party walked out of the parking lot, they saw the exit of the parking lot on the left, and a group of other student gate masters from the South Twelve Gate came out. Two middle-aged men and women walked in front, while arranging other disciples behind them, and everyone was headed by them.
The other party also saw them, nodded slightly to Garen, and walked to the left first.
"That's where the army is stationed. It seems that they are related to the army! Senior brother, why don't we follow them?" Ke Ling asked in a low voice.
Garen looked up and saw that on the upper floor, the masters of the other sects were standing on the floor looking at him and the others. Among them were the Cross Sword Layton couple who had a close relationship with him before. He has been wondering that after he participated in the competition, the other party never showed up again. Now it seems that he got the news in advance and avoided it.
"If the other party has the strength to help us, they will definitely be a favor. Now they are going by themselves, obviously they are not sure. Go! Go back along the original road, go back directly by train, I want to see what the other party will use to deal with us!" Garen snorted coldly, and strode towards the right lane.
The white cement driveway was wide enough for four carriages to drive side by side. The group followed Garen to the carriage stop at the door of the Star Ring Gate.
The black and white horses spouted white gas from time to time and scratched their hooves. They are tied to the trunk of a large tree on one side.
Garen walked directly to the largest double-breasted four-row carriage, pulled up the carriage's rope and tugged lightly, and the rope broke instantly.
"boarding!"
More than a dozen people jumped into the carriage without hesitation.
Garen found another large carriage from behind, and asked the rest of the people to follow.
"This is our car! What are you doing!" A voice came from the door of the Xinghuan Gate.
Garen ignored it and asked the disciple who could drive the carriage to pick up the whip and whip it. The line trots out as the two cars quickly turn the corner, leaving the sound behind.
Garen sat on the edge of the driving position, narrowing his eyes slightly, feeling the actual state of his body.
Ever since Mi Wu entered the burst level, he himself doesn't know what stage his current strength has reached. The only thing he knows is that he is very strong! Much stronger than before!
There seems to be a blood cell in the center of the chest and abdomen that is constantly tumbling and spinning, continuously ejecting a large amount of heat to circulate in the limbs of the body. The ejected heat is like countless streams, flowing through the body and then automatically flowing into the blood cell. Repeatedly, endlessly.
The injury in the body was not healed, just now I fought with that green-haired middle-aged man just now. The characteristic of the giant elephant Mi Wu is that it has extremely strong explosive power, but once it encounters a hard bone that is not much different or stronger, this explosive power will be broken. Instead, it becomes an anti-shock force and hurts oneself.
Garen's injury, which had recovered a lot, also slightly worsened.
"But it doesn't matter." It was very strange that the blood cells in his chest and abdomen were slowly repairing the injuries in his body like attribute points. "According to this speed, it can be completely stabilized in half an hour, and the strength will not be affected."
Garen secretly estimated.
(end of this chapter)