Garon quickly caught up with the carriage that was already halfway out, and jumped onto the carriage.
Two black carriages sped along the white road, the sound of wheels and hooves sounded unusually quiet and crisp on the road, as if there were only these two carriages moving forward.
Garon sat beside the driver's seat, his face calm.
"This exchange meeting must be premeditated, it's a joint operation against the Southern Twelve Gates, and the opponent can even detonate the hidden dangers of the various sects in an instant, plus external attacks, to the point of internal and external troubles. To be able to gather so many forces and launch an attack at once … "Garon suddenly remembered that he was called out last night and was heavily injured by Sylphalan." Why last night and not some other time? All combat power lost, the opponent's plan is to completely overthrow the Southern Twelve Gates … "
He became more and more vigilant.
"This way, the hidden force definitely won't let us leave so easily. But with so many sects scattered, and with the military's protection, the opponent's manpower will definitely be scattered. "
Closing his eyes and not thinking too much, Garon slowly adjusted his body's condition. No matter what, the only way now was to deal with it as it came. The people that appeared before were just small fries, the real troublesome masters will appear soon.
He knew his own level, the White Cloud Gate Secret Technique was trained to the highest level, and at the same time, he broke through to an unprecedented level, the Mammoth Secret Technique was trained to a level that no one had ever achieved before. Although it sounded exaggerated, Garon himself had no idea what level he was at.
He could only compare it with the opponents that he had encountered so far.
The only one who could be compared to him was Tenstar Ni from the Celestial Circle Gate, he felt a sense of danger from that person.
He sat in the carriage, his mind constantly analyzing and organizing, at the same time adjusting his body, waiting for the next trouble.
The rest of the disciples, Curling, Simon and the rest, were relieved after Garon returned. Carrie was in charge of taking care of the unconscious Fei Baiyun, wiping the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief from time to time.
"Curling, do you know who our White Cloud Gate's biggest opponent is?" Garon suddenly asked.
"Fighting Association! The Martial Arts Association's president and the Dojo Master have been enemies for many years. He won't let go of this opportunity! "Curling's face revealed a trace of worry.
"Fighting Association …" Garen did feel that it was troublesome. However, the main force of the other party had already been eliminated, and the remaining forces were not much of a threat.
Just who was the person hiding behind the Fighting Group! This was what he was concerned about.
*****
In front of a window on the second floor of a white double-decker hotel, the carriage was about to enter the city. A stooped old man with white hair and beard stood in front of the window, quietly watching the two approaching carriages.
"Looks like those people from the Fighting Association still can't stop these three small sects. We need to do it ourselves."
"There's nothing we can do about it," a pale-faced woman answered in a low voice from the shadows behind the old man. "A small sect like the Fighting Association doesn't have any experts. They were all second and third-rate trash. What else do you expect them to do? "
The woman was dressed in black, playing with a short dagger in her hand. Her left arm was bare without a sleeve, and there was a tattoo of a huge mottled python on her white skin. The dagger kept flipping and slicing through the air, making a slight sound.
"Is there any news from the other groups?"
The old man nodded. "We just received news that three out of the ten intercepting groups failed. Among them, the Eastern Fist Gate's leader woke up and forced his body to defeat the intercepting group. After that, it was the White Cloud Gate and the Lucern Brotherhood. The leader of the Lucern Brotherhood was heavily injured, but his second son suddenly appeared. He's very strong, and his arms are said to be harder than steel. He's extremely fast, and guns can't even hit him. He should have trained both the Wind of Lucern and the Lucern Iron Fist to perfection." He paused, and continued, "As for the White Cloud Gate's eldest disciple, Garon, he should have trained the only secret technique of the White Cloud Gate, the Mammoth Secret Technique, to perfection. His strength is not much different from his master, Fei Baiyun, when he was young."
"Both of them are E-Class?"
"Definitely." The old man nodded.
"Then should we just do it ourselves?" The woman was a little uncertain.
"No rush, let's observe the situation. It's not a bad idea to let the others exhaust his strength. The more dangerous the situation, the more you can see the foundation of a sect. The Lucern Brotherhood is like this, and the White Cloud Gate is also like this. We're not in a hurry. If another trouble suddenly pops up while we're fighting, then it'll be really troublesome. "The old man lowered his voice, as if he was answering the woman's question, but also as if he was talking to himself.
*****
The woods on the other side of the road were quiet. Not a single sound of insects or animals could be heard in the deep woods. In some tall grasses and behind the wide tree trunks, extremely soft breathing sounds could be faintly heard.
There were countless people hiding in the forest on both sides of the road.
This was the closest part of the road to the city.
Garon sat beside the driver's seat and gradually became more vigilant. The other people in the carriage also lowered their bodies under the carriage's railing to avoid exposing themselves. Fortunately, the carriage's railing was very high, more than a meter tall. They could completely hide their bodies if they squatted down.
He knew that as long as they passed through this part of the road and entered the city, it would be much safer. After all, if they were to make a move in the city's downtown area, the impact would be too bad. Therefore, the best place to make a move was this distance.
"Later on, use your pistols to protect yourselves. If someone shoots at the horses, immediately jump out of the carriage." Garon whispered.
"Senior brother, don't worry. We can still deal with the small fries." Curling replied in a low voice.
Garon shook his head and did not say much. Two small silver carriages were already approaching from the front of the road. Two or three people were sitting in each of the carriages. The coachman of the carriage in front had gloomy eyes and strong bodies. Although he was dressed like an ordinary person, there was a hint of danger faintly emitting from him.
The carriage in the back was a very ordinary family of four. The father was holding a whip and driving the carriage. Beside him sat a middle-aged woman. In the back row sat two young girls, wearing tight white ballet dresses and white stockings. They seemed to have just returned from dancing school. The two girls were chatting and laughing non-stop. They looked innocent and cute, and were not more than fifteen years old.
Garon frowned slightly. This distance …
The two carriages slowly passed by each other. The people in the first carriage only glanced at Garon indifferently and did not move. They continued to drive the carriage.
Garon felt the dangerous aura of the people in the carriage. He originally thought that they were going to make a move, but he did not expect that they would not move at all. His body was tense, and he could explode at any time.
The carriages passed by each other, and the only sound was the clopping of the horses' hooves.
The first carriage slowly passed by. After a short distance, the carriage of the family of four was about to approach.
Garon let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that the people in the first carriage were no match for them.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, he heard a slight movement. His eyes widened and he swung his hand backward.
"Bam!"
Accompanied by a muffled groan.
Above the carriage, a woman in white who was flying from behind was hit in the waist by Garon's palm. In mid-air, she made a cracking sound like a broken stick. Her waist was bent at a ninety-degree angle and she fell to the ground. She vomited blood all over the ground and fainted from the pain.
Garon snorted coldly, jumped off the carriage and chased after the carriage behind.
The carriage was not fast. The coachman wanted to speed up and escape, but he caught up with him in a few steps and hit the black horse's head with his palm.
Crack!
The horse neighed miserably and fell to the ground. The whole carriage suddenly stopped. The other horse was frightened and frantically tried to drag the carriage away. Garon hit its head with his palm and it fell to the ground while foaming at the mouth.
The remaining two people in the carriage were ruthless. They knew that they could not escape, so they jumped off the carriage with two triple-edged daggers and pounced at Garon. The two of them were extremely fast. They rushed to Garon's side in a few spinning steps. One of them stabbed at the ear and the other at the waist.
The two triple-edged daggers were like two black snakes. They pierced through the air and stabbed at Garon's body. The tip of the daggers faintly glowed with a hint of blue. It was obvious that they were smeared with poison.
"Just a little bit of skin! You're dead! "The two of them had the same thought in their minds. They used all their strength on the daggers in their hands. The poison on the tip of the daggers was the venom of Spider No.9 that they had prepared beforehand. It was a mixed type of venom. Just a little bit of it would be strong enough to poison an adult man to death within ten minutes! Even if it was a person with a strong physique, this type of venom was incurable. They would only last for a while.
The two daggers were about to touch Garon's body. At this moment, Garon's throat vibrated.
"Roar!" A thunderous roar came from his mouth.
The sound was like a clap of thunder, instantly causing the two of them to slow down.
"Double Shot Form!"
Garon's arms instantly shot out to both sides. A terrifying explosive force suddenly burst out. The muscles on his arms expanded a little in an instant, turning into two giant pythons that pounced on the two men's chests.
Chi chi!
The two men froze. Their chests were directly pierced through, as if they were skewered by a metal rod. Garon's arms caught the two men and threw them out. They fell to the ground.
After killing the two men, Garon strode towards the carriage that was already some distance away. When he passed by the carriage of the family of four, the four people in the carriage didn't have time to react. The two yellow horses immediately ran away from Garon in fear, constantly neighing in panic.
"Ah!" The lady in the carriage suddenly screamed, but her husband immediately covered her mouth. When the two daughters saw Garon, they closed their eyes in fear and hid in the carriage.
Garon glanced at the four of them and strode forward with an indifferent expression.
It took more effort to deal with these two men than to deal with the ambushers before. These two men's Kung Fu had reached a relatively high level. They were definitely not small fries. They were not much different from Golden Hoop No.10 that he had met before.
However, he killed everyone he saw and left no one alive. This kind of ruthless method also made the enemies who were in hiding extremely fearful. After losing so many people in succession, the ones who made the first move were all ruthless characters who risked their lives, but they were all taken care of by Garen in a few moves.
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