From Prisoner to Si Chen

Viscount Robben's eyes were deep and his thoughts were changing.

This blond young man is not a staff master at all!

He is not a so-called fighting master!

Instead, it has transcended the limits of ordinary people and reached a higher realm that only mystics can enter...

In the mysterious circle, it is called the "over-limit" level!

As far as the Viscount himself is concerned, he can think of, apart from the "scar-bearing ones" within the esoteric sect, probably only the second-level mystics of the "body path" can achieve the performance of the other party...

The mysterious powers of the four paths of the body are all reflected in the physical body!

"Are you a level 2 mystic?!"

Viscount Luoben spoke in a deep voice.

As believers of the old gods, they would never consider stepping into the "Path of the Fire Sword" because that would be a kind of blasphemy against Si Sui.

Because the "Road of the Fire Sword" was the power stolen from Si Sui by Si Chen's "Noon Dawn" in July, and built a path of ascension that allowed humans to gradually get closer to the gods.

The Viscount, and even all the believers of the old gods, basically rely on the "Path of Secret Ritual", which is to please Si Sui through sacrifices, dedications or performances in exchange for the reward of strength.

Therefore, when faced with the mysterious person who embarked on the "Road of the Fire Sword", his instinctive reaction was that the other party was an enemy from a certain New God Church or the New God Secret Sect, who came specifically to hunt them.

Gillan didn't know about Luoben's psychological activities, nor did he know that although the other party guessed his identity wrongly, he accidentally got the purpose of his coming here.

‘Level 2 mystic? ’

Hearing this, Ji Lan felt a strange emotion in his heart.

After upgrading his physical training to the final stage of "black bile" and acquiring the Bloodletting Secret Sword, he actually lost his accurate understanding of his own strength.

But through the other party's words, he understood something.

'My current strength is already equivalent to level 2...'

"Haha, what do you think?"

Gillan grinned at Viscount Robben.

The latter's eyes were cold, he stopped talking and rushed forward.

Viscount Robben broke his arm and had to use his other hand to grab Gillan's shoulder.

Woo!

Jilan did not hide, but also stretched out his hand to grab, and went straight to the Viscount's palm.

If the opponent's palm is caught by him, Jilan can break it in an instant.

Seeing his confident movements and cruel eyes, Viscount Luoben was shocked. He quickly stopped his hand and gave him a straight kick.

call!

Jilan looked coldly and kicked out as well.

The kicks from both sides came almost at the same time, just to have a head-on confrontation with the Viscount!

Bang! !

The look of pain flashed across Luo Ben's face.

A huge force directly broke his calf bone!

This kid's kicks are really terrifying!

He staggered.

Bang!

The next second, Luo Ben found that the blond young man was approaching him, leaning against him, putting his feet behind him, and pushing with his palms.

With a snap, Luo Ben completely lost his balance. His whole body flew into the air like weightlessness, spun around, and hit the wall again.

Bang! !

Spider-web-like cracks spread, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Luo Ben yelled and got up from the ground again, with his back hunched and blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

He looked at the blond young man with cold eyes.

The guests present also had cold hands and feet.

Master Luo Ben is no match at all!

"Ah!" The Viscount raised his head and roared. "Ahhhh!!"

The voice didn't sound like a human being, but more like some kind of beast.

The gray scar on his chest seemed to be alive and moving on its own!

Moreover, the ferocious scars running diagonally across the chest and abdomen were like red-hot irons, glowing with a dazzling luster, and even scattered sparks.

The temperature all around rose several degrees.

Viscount Robben's body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He grew taller rapidly, reaching the height of 2.34 meters, with bulging muscles, a muscular back, and even long gray-black hair growing on his body. Its face has a protruding nose and mouth, and long and narrow eyes, turning it into a creepy wolf head!

Whoosh! !

Viscount Robben, who had turned into a "werewolf", moved.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ji Lan.

Bang! !

With dynamic vision beyond ordinary people, Jilan caught the opponent's movements, and punched him, hitting the opponent's palm.

This time, it was him who took two steps back.

The werewolf remained motionless, showing its strength.

Ji Lan raised his hand and saw that there were three claw marks on the back of his hand that were deep enough to show the bone. But just a few seconds after the blood flowed out, it solidified and formed scabs.

Luo Ben's wolf stuck out his tongue, licked his seven or eight centimeter long black claws, and swallowed the blood. Those narrow scarlet eyes looked at him with a hint of madness.

"It's not like I haven't killed level 2 mystics..."

The wolf opened and closed its mouth, making a low and hoarse sound.

But before he finished speaking, he saw the young man's blond hair slowly turning red, and his eyes turning dark, filled with even more murderous intent and madness.

call out--

The other party's figure flashed.

Luo Ben's eyes narrowed and he took action suddenly.

Bang! Bang bang bang bang! !

Two figures, one large and one small, fought each other quickly, making a dull and loud noise.

The strong wind was blowing everywhere and it was extremely frightening.

Viscount Luoben became more and more frightened as he fought.

The opponent's strength and speed were obviously not as good as his own, but now he suddenly grew taller, suppressing him again.

He is the "scar-bearer" in the sect. After transforming into the "scar wolf", he can defeat the secret cult host of the second-level mystic...

Now, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't even fight? !

Crack!

With a flick of his hand, Gillan opened the Viscount's black claws arrogantly, with a ferocious face, and punched the werewolf's belly full of abdominal muscles.

Bang! !

Viscount Luoben's scarlet eyes popped out, and he opened his mouth to vomit blood.

The next punch followed, hitting him in the cheek.

Bang! !

He raised his strong black-haired arms, barely able to block the punch.

But the next second, there was a whoosh, and another hand knife struck from the other side, slashing directly on his neck.

Snapped! !

Viscount Luoben's eyes turned dark.

The opponent took advantage of the situation and launched a fierce attack like a violent storm.

Boom! Bang bang bang! !

Viscount Luoben kept defending, but he couldn't resist the opponent's faster punches and kicks.

Often, if you block a punch, you will receive two kicks.

"Come on! Come and kill me!!"

Jilan smiled ferociously and fired his bow left and right.

In the shadow of the fist, wind and legs, Viscount Luoben gasped for breath, but could not make any sound.

"Go to hell you!"

Jilan turned around suddenly and kicked with a "skull-melting and bone-crushing" kick!

With his current physique, he can support the use of three secret techniques at the same time.

This kick was like a black ax sweeping across, "cutting" straight into the tall werewolf's chest!

Bang! ! !

Viscount Luoben howled, and his tall body flew straight backwards.

With a loud roar, he actually smashed through the wall this time and rolled down into the side hall.

Rubbles scattered and dust rose.

Through the large hole in the wall, a tall and strong werewolf could be seen half-kneeling on the ground.

"vomit!!"

Viscount Robben vomited blood and spit out a large pool of blood on the floor in front of him.

His chest was sunken, and the sparkling gray scar was constantly moving.

After being kicked by Jilan with all his strength, he was not dead yet. He even stood up tremblingly, as if he still had fighting strength.

Just when Viscount Luoben wanted to continue fighting, he looked up.

On the other side of the hole in the wall, the red-haired young man was covered in blood. He raised a revolver to himself and pulled the trigger without saying a word.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Five shots in a row.

All of them hit Viscount Luoben on the chest, causing blood spots to splatter.

However, he stood motionless, with a grinning expression and cruel eyes.

"I am no longer a mortal body. With the blessing of Father God, I can't even think about a mere bullet..."

Suddenly, he froze.