Jumping back into the carriage, Garon's face turned serious.
"The next small fry should be under my control. If there's any more trouble, it's definitely not an ordinary person. Be careful. "
Curling and the others nodded behind him.
"What about Senior Brother Rampas?"
"I can't take care of them all the time. Some things have to be faced by themselves. I'm not a babysitter, "Garon said calmly. His face remained calm and indifferent. It was especially important to stay calm at times like this. Taking care of the opponent had to be quick and accurate, and also look relaxed. Only then could he intimidate the opponent.
If someone still jumped out in this situation, it could only be an expert! An expert who was much more troublesome than before.
The two carriages connected, one in front and one behind, getting closer to the city.
The surrounding forest gradually thinned out, and small white houses appeared occasionally. The number of farmers and passersby on the roadside also increased. Some fruit growers were selling fruit, and the sound of hawking could be heard from time to time.
Not far ahead of the carriage, they could already see the rising of tall buildings on both sides of the road.
"Soon … As long as we enter the city, the opponent won't be able to launch a large-scale attack! Only now is the best time to attack! "Garon became more and more vigilant.
Suddenly, a red-haired woman stood in front of the carriage, directly blocking the carriage's path.
The woman's face was beautiful, and there was a silver rapier with a round handguard at her waist. She stood in front of the carriage's path without saying a word. Just by standing there, the two black horses involuntarily neighed in fright, and stopped in their tracks.
"An expert!" Garon narrowed his eyes.
"Where did all these experts come from!? And I've never seen them before!? " Curling bit his lip and said hatefully, "I've lived in the South for so many years, and I've studied all the top experts. But these people who appeared today …"
Garon quietly jumped off the carriage and strode to the front.
"You're here to stop us too?" He had just taken ten steps in front of the opponent when he felt a cold and sharp aura coming at him. He glanced at the rapier at the opponent's waist, and saw that the silver rapier was cold and reflected a cold light, giving off a cold and sharp feeling.
The red-haired woman's expression was ice-cold. She unsheathed the thin sword at her waist. Her movements were very strange. From slow to fast, she suddenly sped up. The tip of the sword rubbed against the scabbard, producing a crisp sound.
"Don't blame me, I was asked to do this. Remember the name of the one who is going to kill you. My name is Seacroft. You should feel honored to die under the Wailing Sword. "
"Seacafi? Weeping Sword? " Garon frowned slightly. He could feel that his opponent was not far away from him. He was also someone who was about to enter that level. He had just entered that level, and the ball of blood in the middle of his chest and abdomen was the symbol of this level.
Anyone who was close to this level would have at least one Secret Technique that was at the peak. They were definitely not easy to deal with.
An expert of this level had already surpassed Fei Baiyun's level. He was definitely not someone an ordinary force could invite. Garon took a closer look at this person. He was close to 30 years old and was already over 25 years old. There was probably no hope for him to break through again.
"If you …" Before he could finish his sentence, an ear-piercing ghostly wail suddenly rang out.
Wah!!
It was like a baby's cry, eerie and ear-piercing. The rapier in Seacafi's hand flashed and turned into a silver line, stabbing towards Garon's left chest. The sound was abnormally irritating. It was the sound of the rapier vibrating.
The rapier was extremely fast. Garon had just heard the sound when he saw the silver line flying towards him. In the blink of an eye, it was already at his chest. Unlike the previous few times, the tip of the rapier was emitting a faint chill. It actually caused goosebumps to appear on his skin even through his clothes.
Annoyed by the noise, Garon's reaction was slower by more than a beat. He could not block it in time. He could only kick up a handful of sand from his feet and splash it towards his opponent's face. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
The two of them retreated a few steps away from each other. The red-haired woman, Seacafi, had a few small wounds on her face. On the other hand, Garon's chest had a big hole in his shirt. A faint red spot was clearly visible in the middle of his white chest.
Without saying anything, the two of them rushed towards each other at the same time.
The silver rapier turned into a silver snake that constantly intersected with Garon's fists.
The rapier stabbed Garon's body again and again. It could barely leave a red spot on his body. It could not even break his skin. On the other hand, Garon's fists were easily dodged by his opponent every time. The difference in speed was too great.
The two of them kept spinning. In less than ten seconds, they had exchanged positions several times. From time to time, the rapier would suddenly emit an ear-piercing ghostly howl, which made people restless. Every time the ghostly howl rang out, the rapier's speed and strength would increase. Garon would also kick up sand with his feet every time. After so many battles, he had become more proficient in the use of his skills. He had also gained a lot of experience. From time to time, he would suddenly roar, which made the woman's whole body numb and slow her movements for a moment. There were a few times when she was almost hit by a punch. The woman was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.
Gradually, Garon became familiar with Seacafi's moves. He also gradually adapted to the sudden influence of the Crying Sword. He continuously used the White Cloud Fighting Technique and the Four Big Forms in succession. It was as smooth as flowing water. Towards the end, almost all of his movements had the characteristics of the Four Big Forms.
"Ta!" Garen rushed towards Seacroft, but she dodged to the side. Garen's back was facing her.
"Chance!" Seacafi was delighted. She took a step forward and raised her rapier to emit another ghostly howl. Suddenly, she saw Garon's back facing her. His elbow was like a sharp arrow released from a bowstring. It was extremely powerful.
"Not good!"
Her expression changed. Her body was also moving forward. If she wanted to sneak up on him, she would not be able to change her direction in time. She did not expect Garon to suddenly combine his moves and use such a baiting move. All along, he had been using all his real moves. She did not expect that the move just now was just a feint. It was to lure her into a head-on fight.
In the blink of an eye, Seacafi unleashed her Secret Technique. The ghostly howl turned into a shriek. She raised her rapier in front of her to block her body.
Garen's face was expressionless as he focused all his attention on this fierce battle. He felt that the Four Major Forms that he had never used before were now becoming more and more coherent and natural. He could easily use the most suitable moves to maximize the lethality of his body's strength. It was a wonderful feeling.
His right elbow collided with Seacroft's rapier blade.
Bang!
Garen felt a sharp pain in his waist. His elbow slightly tilted to the side and brushed against the rapier. The impact sent Seacroft flying a few meters away. Her face was pale, and she barely managed to steady herself with her rapier.
Garon quickly glanced at his waist. There was a long brass bullet embedded in it.
"Sniper!" He suddenly reacted. He felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, as if someone was aiming at him. He quickly tilted his head.
Bang!
Another gunshot. A hot stream of air flew past Garon's face.
This time, Seacafi had caught her breath. She raised her rapier and rushed forward again.
Garon dealt with Seacafi's attacks while guarding against the sniper's attack. He didn't dare to use his full strength. However, his Four Big Forms were becoming more and more coherent. Their combination was wonderful.
"I have to finish this quickly!" He knew he couldn't drag this out for too long. It would be fine if he was alone, but he still had his juniors to take care of.
Charging, Flinging, Shooting, and Stomping consecutively, the Four Big Forms were used within two seconds. It was Garen's first time using it as well, so his Qi and blood were slightly sluggish. The injury on his abdomen started to hurt faintly, and it was obvious that his old injury had been triggered.
The last step of the Step Form caused sand to splash on Seacafi's face. She couldn't help but step back.
"Die!" Garon grabbed his opponent's throat. His movements were faster than ever. This time, he paid the price of aggravating his injury by using his Qi and blood in exchange for this perfect opportunity. As long as he finished off this woman, it would be much easier to take care of the sniper.
Bang!
Another bullet hit Garen's neck, causing his body to sway and deviate slightly from his original direction. His hand brushed past Seacafi's neck, leaving two bloody marks.
"Damn it!" Garon was furious. He almost finished off his opponent twice in a row, but both times he was interrupted by the sniper.
He took a deep breath, and his chest instantly expanded. The skin on his exposed chest suddenly turned slightly blue and black.
Roar!!
A wild roar.
Seacafi's ears went numb. She felt dizzy.
Garon took the opportunity to jump forward and dodge two bullets. He pressed her face down and slammed it on the ground.
Bang!
Seacafi's head exploded like a watermelon. The Wailing Sword in her hand fell to the ground. Garon grabbed it and rolled to his feet. He ran in the direction of the sniper's bullets.
From afar, he saw a bald man on the second floor of a red two-story building. He put away his spear and tried to run away.
He rushed over and stabbed his claw into the man's chest. He pulled hard and tore off a large piece of flesh from the man's chest. He screamed like a pig.
"Boss! Help me! "He cried in fear.
Garen slapped him on the head, and the bald sniper's screams stopped abruptly. His entire body went limp, and he stopped breathing.
Looking in the direction of the man's cry for help, he saw another person standing in the corner of the house. It was a bald man with a strong build. His eyes were red, and he was panting heavily. He was also holding a sniper rifle in his hand. It was obvious that he was involved in the shooting just now.
After killing a sniper, Garen had vented some of his anger. When he saw another sniper appear, he snorted coldly and pounced on him.
Swoosh!
A silver light flashed in front of him.
"Tenstar Ni!" Garon finally couldn't hold back his anger. "Don't go too far!"
A thin silver sword was placed between Garen and the bald sniper. Tenstar Ni stood on the side with a sneer on his face as he looked at Garen.
"I'm sorry, but you can't kill him either."
"You want to die!" Garon couldn't stand it anymore. His body swelled fiercely. He grew from 1.7 meters to more than 2 meters. The clothes on his chest were torn apart.
Rip!
The torn clothes flew in all directions. Garon was bare-chested. His muscles were blue and black. His veins were like black snakes wriggling under his skin. His body was even bigger than when he was in the ring.
Tenstar Ni's expression finally changed.
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