"Ke Ling, please explain the situation inside the door carefully." He turned to look at Ke Ling in the car.
"Okay!" The girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, knowing that the situation is troublesome, she didn't say much. "Inside the sect, the eldest sister is betraying the sect, the whereabouts of the second senior brother is unknown, and the third senior brother can't control the situation. The power controllers of our Baiyun sect have always been ambitious, and maybe they will take advantage of this accident to carve up the property in the sect. Trouble! The master is in a coma, and the entire South Twelve Gates are supporting each other. Now they are paralyzed and have no allies. The inside of the gate must be in chaos. There is an urgent need for a powerful person to go out and preside over all affairs. Senior brother, you must go back and calm the situation. And Our opponents will definitely not miss this opportunity, and there will definitely be trouble on the way!"
"It depends on how big the trouble is!" Garen's face turned slightly cold.
As soon as the words were finished, a group of black-faced people came out from both sides of the white road in front of them. They were tall or short, fat or thin, but they were uniformly wearing black face scarves. There is a strong warrior breath on his body.
This group of black-faced people laughed and blocked the way of the horses. A tall and thin woman who took the lead stood up with a sneer.
"Fei Baiyun, I didn't expect you to have today, right?" The voice was dry and hoarse, the woman's figure was young and hot, 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 none of them were masked. A dozen or so disciples gradually gathered behind them, looking like masters.
"Red Scorpion Angela is going first, or let this woman go to the bottom first." A short and fat old man with his nose cut off squinted his eyes. "Now it's not only us who are staring at the Baiyun Gate, but also countless opponents staring at the South Twelve Gate. This is a big piece of fat. If you don't move fast, you might not be able to drink any soup."
"After waiting outside for so long, now it's time to share the cake. Fei Baiyun is in a 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. There is basically no one in Baiyun sect now. The power of resistance, you just have to be careful of other people." Another woman in white said in a low voice.
"The South Twelve Gates have suppressed us for so many years, and this time we finally have a solution for him!" the dumpy old man laughed. "Just be careful of Fei Baiyun's counterattack when he dies."
"It doesn't matter, President Bo Wu is right behind, he is waiting for Fei Baiyun." The woman sneered. "Our Yushanmen and Chris Quan faction are mainly in charge of other people."
Garen sat on the carriage, staring intently at the passers-by on the road in front of him, and then swept his gaze to the surrounding woods on both sides. It is unknown how many dangers and threats are 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 the others to reply.
He strode towards the black-faced woman in front of him.
"Hand over Fei Baiyu"
boom!
Garen didn't say a word, he just strode over and punched out with his right arm.
The woman moved quickly, sideways to avoid it, and wrapped her hands around Garen's. "Break off your hand first!" She said fiercely, and with a sudden effort, her hands seemed to be wrapped around a steel pillar, and she couldn't twist the opponent at all.
In an instant, a strong force surged, and the woman was thrown flying like a sack. She flipped over a dozen times on the ground and hit a tree trunk with a bang. For a while, she couldn't speak a word.
Garen smashed the female leader into the air, without looking at the result, he charged forward against the two machetes. The machete broke, and there was a loud cracking sound. The three black-faced men in front had countless bones broken, and they flew back and lay on the ground unable to move.
Garen's expression remained unchanged, his arms stretched out in a radial shape, he directly grabbed the hair of the two black-faced men and tore it lightly, two bloody scalps were torn off, and the two staggered away screaming.
boom!
A gunshot sounded suddenly, and Garen only felt a slight pain in his abdomen. He looked down at his lower abdomen, where a brass bullet was flicked by the skin, and fell to the ground with a ding.
For a while, everyone was stunned.
"I can't even pierce the bullet!!" Someone's voice trembled. All the black-faced people backed away in panic.
Garen kicked away a black-faced man on the right. The man's waist clicked, his spine twisted unnaturally and rolled back, and there was no sound at once. Garen didn't even look at it, and rushed straight to the black-faced woman under the tree.
A footstep.
With a muffled bang, the woman was crushed instantly, and a big hole was punched out of her entire chest, and she died without saying a word. The pistol in his hand was also tilted to one side.
Garen picked up the pistol and threw it on the carriage, then turned around and rushed deep into the woods.
The stunned old man and the white-clothed woman in the woods still had shocking looks on their faces, and the surrounding disciples lined up in a fan shape. Just watch Garen rushing towards him expressionlessly.
Bang bang bang!
With three muffled sounds in a row, Garen savagely knocked into the air the three disciples who were standing in front of him. The victim was either fractured or exploded with blood all over his body, and was blown away with a casual punch. In an instant, no one dared to stand in front of Garen.
The short, fat old man had an extra dagger in his hand. He clenched his hands tightly, and his palms quickly turned blue. He walked around to Garen's side very quickly, picked up the dagger, and stabbed hard at his waist.
The woman in white sneered, wearing a silver spiked glove with one hand, pierced the air with a hiss, and shot out three silver fist shadows in an instant to stab Garen's face, chest and abdomen.
The two attacks hit Garen almost at the same time, but apart from tearing his clothes, they had no effect. For a moment, the faces of both of them showed horror, and they stepped hurriedly, wanting to retreat, but it was too late.
"Bijection!"
Garen closed his eyes, ignored the opponent's attack at all, and flicked his fingers with both hands, lightly swipe across the necks of the two.
There were two crackling sounds, and the dumpy old man and the woman in white passed by Garen.
Garen didn't even look behind him, and rushed deep into the forest again.
The two people behind them stood blankly, there was a sudden click on the neck, and the head rolled off the neck. Blood gushed out for a while before the body slowly fell to the ground.
The surrounding disciples stood in a daze for a while before screaming suddenly.
"It's just a massacre!"
Ke Ling and the others in the carriage watched with pale faces as Garen strode out, and everyone who came into contact with him burst into a cloud of blood like a balloon. No one can stop his progress!
Simon and the other two disciples sitting behind were stunned, and some female disciples were terrified by the bloody scene.
"Hurry up and get out of here, we're just a drag if we stay here!" Simon immediately reacted, raised his whip and whipped hard, accelerating the carriage forward.
"This level of strength is worthy of Senior Brother Garen!!" The leader of the two sects, the silver-haired boy Lampace, also accelerated. He looked at the corpses and wounded on both sides with disgust, and murmured in an amazed tone.
"Brother Lampace? Should we be safe now?" A petite and lovely female student asked with a pale face covering her mouth.
"Not necessarily, with the protection of Senior Brother Jia Long of Baiyunmen, we may be fine for the first part of the journey, but we must return to our own sect in the future. As a senior sister, you also have to bring your own people back to the sect to preside over the overall situation. Now Nan Twelve The door is in chaos, and the master is seriously injured and needs to be recuperated to recover." Lampace looked at the Baiyunmen disciple who was in the carriage in front of him, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.
Garen rushed towards the two tall and thin figures standing with their hands behind their backs in the woods. One of them was a middle-aged man, dressed in a tight black leather suit, with two black scimitars clasped upside down on his arms, and 'Bo Wu' printed on his right chest ' letters.
The other person had an old complexion, only wearing black loose clothes, holding a short white stick in one hand, looking at Garen rushing towards him, the shock on his face still hadn't subsided.
"White Cloud Gate Garon! The strongest of the Southern Twelve Gates! I want to see how much stamina you have!" The old man stepped back, and the middle-aged man in black immediately stepped forward to meet him.
Chi Chi Chi! Three consecutive sword lights stabbed Garen's face head-on, two of which aimed directly at his eyes.
The man in black had a cold expression on his face, as if a black shadow was about to collide with Gallon, he stabbed three times. At the same time, he rushed forward with his right knee, and the spiked black kneepad popped out of his knee. It stabbed directly at the place where Gallon was shot in the lower abdomen.
"Serial shape!"
Garen turned his upper body around like a spinning top, raised his outstretched arms like propellers, slammed the scimitar hard, and slashed at the opponent's neck.
This rotation also avoids the attack of the knee spikes sideways.
Clap!
The two scimitars were blown away, and the man in black was surprisingly powerful. He just took a step back, his expression unchanged, and he grabbed Garen's eyes.
"Hey!" Garen punched him regardless of the front, and exchanged with the opponent.
Pa, when he closed his eyes, Garen only felt that his eyelids were as hard as iron, forcibly blocking the other's fingers from digging.
clang! !
When the fist hit the opponent's body, there was a metal impact sound, as if something was blocking his fist hard.
Garen grinned grimly and increased his strength.
Boom! puff!
After the muffled sound of a heavy object, the sound of a middle-aged man spitting out blood was immediately 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 pierced, the chest cavity inside was also pierced, and even the tree trunk behind him had a bloody depression.
Without stopping for a moment, Garen turned around and went straight to the other person.
"Kane!! Even the steel armor has been pierced!! How is it possible?!"
The old man was holding the short stick with cold sweat on his forehead. With one arm raised, the short stick suddenly turned into several stick shadows and covered Garen's upper body.
But both strength and speed were far behind the man in black. Obviously old and frail, powerless.
With a punch, Garen raised his fist and aimed it directly at his chest.
laugh!
A silver light flashed across in front of him in an instant, stopping his forward charge.
Garen stood where he was and narrowed his eyes.
"you again?"
Behind the tree trunk on one side, Ni Shixing came out slowly, with a smile on his face, holding a silver rapier in his hand.
"You can't kill him. He is President Bowu and an ally of our Xinghuanmen."
"Is your star ring gate too wide?" Garen said in a low voice with a cold expression.
"It's up to us to take it easy. Do you want to try my swordsmanship?" Ni Shixing's eyes darkened, staring at Garen's neck, and there was an inexplicable aura around him.
Garen instantly felt a hint of threat.
"Star Ring Gate" He suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and left. There are also younger brothers and sisters in the door who need to be taken care of, so it is impossible for him to confront this person here. Until now, he has not used the real Mi Wu muscle expansion form, just to preserve his strength to deal with the danger later. The real threat is more than that just now.
(end of this chapter)