I can go back to the mysterious age

Vigor, courage, courage, courage...

Bright and blazing, radiating outward like a light source. In the meeting hall alone, there were four completely released powerful auras.

The air was disturbed by these auras and suddenly became chaotic and chaotic. Strong winds roared and swirled, and the blazing golden-red flames on the high platform were forced down.

For a fighter, the spirit released is the most sensitive thing. Cloud Dog Fist Master Tom and Elder Oro are both in this realm, so they can naturally feel the powerful and condensed four auras and vigor that almost fill the entire hall.

Fighters, four fighters, really rare!

Not only that, these four people are not ordinary fighters according to Tom's induction. It seems that the intensity of every light and energy can reach the level of veteran fighters, which is simply outrageous.

Even more.

There were two auras approaching at great speed behind him. Although they were very far away, they were conservatively estimated to be at the level of a fighter.

What does it mean?

Eight fighters at a tulip antiques show?

At least five of them are veteran fighters.

I have never been so exaggerated during the Dongjiumen gathering...

Tom's heart suddenly sank. The information they received was so little that they completely misjudged the strength of potential enemies. It is believed that there is only one organization on the surface, the Blood Spirit Society.

result……

Tom immediately regretted not insisting on holding the East Nine Gate Conference in Kula City, otherwise he would have been able to compete with it.

How could he and Oro in the Guangguang Hall be able to block the four fighters and a monster on the opposite side, as well as the two strong fighters outside. For a moment, regret filled his heart, but in an instant, he was forced to suppress it by Tom.

In the face of this crisis situation, regret and panic will have no effect. Instead, he should calm down and figure out, what do these people want from the Tulip Antiques Show?

Do you just want an antique box?

Thoughts flashed through my mind, looking to outsiders.

Tom's expression turned ugly for a moment, and then his expression returned to a calm state. He calmed down and raised his head calmly.

Suddenly, he saw five pairs of eyes staring at him.

Motionless, like sharp swords trying to pierce his heart. There was a ferocity like a wolf in his eyes.

Tom's pretended calm expression froze, but the next second he thought of the source of the problem. His eyes flashed and he threw the Coupan's Box in his hand. It wasn't just a random throw, but it was specifically heading in the direction of Ka Xiu and the others. If the real purpose of these people is Coupan's Box, then they will fight among themselves. The most acute conflict between Tom and these people has disappeared, and he will not be besieged by seven or eight people.

He could vaguely see that these people were divided into several groups, not all together. The blood-armored man and the man wearing glasses beside him are from the same group, Card Xiu and the other three are from the same group, and the two people who are approaching quickly in the square may also be from the same group.

The Blood Spirit Society and Cloud Dog Fist had had sharp conflicts and frictions. Of course, Tom could not give the Kupan Box to his enemies, so he immediately threw this hot potato to Ka Xiu and the others.

Thom threw it hard, and the box drew a rapid arc in the air. Flying to the seat in the eyes of everyone.

"Do it!!!"

Black Peacock shouted fiercely, and the president of the Blood Spirit Guild, Lian next to him, also roared like a beast, and his figure flickered.

One black and one red, two arcs of light rushed towards the box.

Several meters apart.

"Bang!" Ka Xiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the magic box directly.

He grinned into a ferocious smile, and his white teeth had an inexplicable cold feeling: "I got the magic box, but it's not over yet. This situation will have to be repeated today..."

Phew! A high-pitched raptor scream echoed through the chamber.

Kaxiu's whole body was boiling and hot, and every organ in his body was trembling in response. Muscles, blood vessels, bones, something that is both liquid and boiling vapor are ejected from the pores, and the air suddenly twists like water waves.

In a daze, the red mist rolled, and the aura was terrifying. A huge exotic raptor swooped down, its ferocious wings covering the sky and the sun.

He kicked his feet slightly, and his whole body was blasted out like a cannonball. The terrifying physical explosion was vivid and vivid.

"Hahaha, I'm coming too!!!"

Next to him, Feng Liusi was also unwilling to be left alone. He had just broken through the Nandou Red Eagle Fist to the fifth stage, and his hands were itching unbearably.

As soon as it erupted, the power from the body roared out like a volcano erupting. Compared to Ka Xiu, Feng Liusi's crimson spirit was so sticky that it was suffocating, like glue.

The blood vulture wings spread behind him also look more elegant.

He stretched out his hands, plain and simple. It's just that the four red chains on his arms are spinning very fast, like poisonous snakes around the pillars. All of a sudden, there was a crackling sound between the two arms.

Visible to the naked eye, the red lightning-like force jumps wildly.

It has the power to make one's heart tingle just by looking at it.

He roared and disappeared, his body quickly expelling the air in front of him. The swaying air current swept away all the gravel.

In contrast, Sheng Feinan, who fell last, was unhurried. He just silently took out the crystal blue whip from his waist.

In half a breath, the long whip turned into a long sword. Following the downward extending arm, the cold tip of the sword pointed slightly at the ground.

Sheng Feinan stepped forward, and every step would leave a white frost footprint on the ground, like a trace of a centipede crawling over.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

In the middle of the meeting hall, several figures suddenly collided with each other.

They perfectly interpret the power, speed and destructiveness of a fighter-level master, like missiles bombarding and exploding face to face. The five figures fought separately and then quickly fought together. A white mist-like phenomenon shook the surrounding air.

It seems that due to the huge force confrontation, the airflow in the center area of ​​​​the confrontation is squeezed, forming arc-shaped rays that swing out in circles. The white air shoots out in a swish, and it is obviously the aftermath of the airflow, but it can make a shallow crater on the wall like a bullet.

"Gate... Master, we..."

The group of Cloud Dog Fist disciples who acted as the attackers were stunned and froze on the spot. They were at a loss for a moment.

It was agreed that we would follow the plan made by the door owner, direct and act by ourselves to lure people into the trap, and then directly make dumplings.

How...how did it become like this?

Should we proceed as planned...

"Huh..." Tom, the leader of the Cloud Dog Fist Sect, exhaled a breath of hot breath.

Just as he was about to speak, there was another explosion from outside!

"It's those two people!"

He quickly rushed out with Auro, and in an instant he rushed out of the hole in the wall, and in front of him was the scene on the circular square.

The white crowd and the black and red were fighting together, like mixed paint on a drawing board, fighting was going on in every area.

White are the many disciples wearing Yun Dog Fist fighting uniforms.

Black is the elite of the sect organization, and red is the Blood Spirit Society.

In terms of overall numbers, White definitely has the advantage, but it is still difficult to separate and is constantly entangled. Especially in the middle aisle, there are basically no white figures standing.

It was obviously the two powerful auras that Thom sensed just now that penetrated all the way, knocking away and killing all those who stood in the way.

"Damn!!!"

Thom and Auro suddenly became angry. The five people in the hall were fighting each other. They wanted whatever they wanted. They couldn't get involved anyway. But the two people outside actually slaughtered the Cloud Dog Fist disciples wantonly. Even the clay figures had a bad temper.

Just when they were about to marshal their strength to fight back.

On both sides of the antique exhibition building, four or five objects suddenly dragged red tail flames and flew toward the center with a whooshing sound.

In the circular square, two auras suddenly erupted. Metal buzzed, and three sword lights cut through the air like mirrors. While plowing over the marble floor, he slashed at the rockets.

Bang! Bang!

Immediately, two of them exploded in the air, causing air waves to roll.

But there were still three that were not blocked, and all of a sudden they bombarded near the two auras. Overlapping violent explosions suddenly sounded, and the hot air surged outward. Metal fragments and gravel shot out from the expanding orange-red flames.

Under Thom's gaze, a large group of professionally trained men in black appeared on both sides of the square. They were serious and calm, with a badge printed on their chests, which was a hand holding a sword upside down, with some ferocious thorns wrapped around it.

Most of the visitors were armed with guns, and there were even many strong men carrying rocket launchers. At first glance, he looks well-trained.

"Keep blasting me, targeting that area!"

A slightly deep teenage voice suddenly ordered.

"yes!"

Suddenly, another bunch of rocket launchers were aimed at the center of the square, and they launched bombings without hesitation. Only a swishing sound was heard in the air, and eighty-nine red arcs flew past.

Boom boom boom boom…

The rockets penetrated into the expanding fireball, making the already turbulent flames look more like mushrooms, and the loud noise made the eardrums hurt.

Whoosh!

On the high wall at the edge of the square, the last red arc flew out. With the tail flame, he dived into the flame fiercely.

Tom turned around and saw a black-haired boy wearing a butler's uniform jumping down with a rocket launcher on his shoulder.

He threw it casually, and one of his subordinates came over to catch it.

The young man walked slowly, the round glasses on his nose blocking the sun. From other angles, you can only see a white reflection, as if it is not glass but a mirror.

There was a cigarette in his mouth, the end of which was scarlet. The white gloves with unknown letters engraved on them reached out and took them off with the cigarette between them.

Smoke lingered between the fingers, rising in strands.

"Black mechanism?"

Tom's eyes were focused, with a sense of caution. As the leader of Cloud Dog Fist, he had some contact with the official forces and black organizations. We even collaborated on some occasions.

"first meet."

The young man raised his hand and bent down as a gentleman.

"Federal Secret Service Section 13, Black Organization."

"Yamos..."

He straightened up, bit on the cigarette again, and his face was suddenly shrouded in white mist. A voice came from inside.

"Mr. Thom, faced with this situation, I think..."

"We should work together for now, shouldn't we?"

Amid the rumble of explosions.

The sword of the sword ghost is broken.

He has a total of three sharp combat knives, namely a chopping knife, a bayonet and a shock knife. The special alloy formula provided by the door organization is forged by professional knife masters for several years. The blade is extremely hard and tough, and can easily tear through steel.

In the past, when there were no such combat knives, every time a sword ghost fought, the blade used would be severely worn, and it would often be useless after four or five sparring sessions or even one full-out effort. Part of the reason is the collision of the blades, and part of the reason is that the sword ghost's own knife-wielding skills are very knife-intensive.

But since more than ten years ago, I changed to these three favorite knives.

The sword demon Garolo has never been replaced, it only needs to be polished every once in a while. The blade is hard and shows little wear. Accompanying him through thousands of battles in the past ten years.

However, just now.

The shock knife used to resist was completely broken.

The knife was broken into two pieces at 1/3 of the tip and fell to the ground.

Rockets, double-digit rockets!

Even if the sword demon is one of the best in "B" rank, he still can't escape being hurt. Because the black mechanism's definition of "B" level is that its power is similar to that of rockets, which can cause large-scale damage and destructive power sweeping the surrounding area.

A "B" level master is equivalent to a rocket launcher that can walk freely and has independent consciousness. At least it's explosive level.

What this refers to is destructive power.

If they are hit by a rocket, they will also be hurt by shock waves and high-temperature shrapnel. Unless you are extremely physically strong.

Sword Demon and Purple General were accidentally bombarded by a reset number of rockets during their advance. Even if they were the top "B" level, they would have to pay the price. Jia Luoluo's shaking sword was shattered, and he was no longer able to use the three swords to flow through the rainbow light world. General Zi was also disgraced and suffered some minor injuries due to the impact of the shock wave, which was quite embarrassing.

In the center of the square, the raging flames were cut open with a single blow.

Two figures came out from inside.

Jia Luoluo's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bloody. It wasn't because he couldn't use the three-sword style, but just because his beloved sword was broken. Because he couldn't use the rainbow world after recovering temporarily. Once he used it, his injuries would fully explode. At his best, he could only maintain the two swords and scale fire.

Beside him, Zi Jiang patted the tattered clothes on his body.

He looked at Yamos and Tom with gloomy eyes, but the next moment he seemed to sense something and suddenly looked towards the wall.

Boom!

The wall exploded directly.

The five people who were fighting inside all rushed out.

Among them, there is a figure who is very miserable. Lian, the president of the Blood Spirit Society, was besieged by Feng Liusi and Ka Xiu, while Black Peacock was temporarily restrained by Sheng Feinan and was unable to support him for a while.

The battle lasted less than half a minute.

Lian's seemingly indestructible physical armor was almost completely destroyed, especially Feng Liusi's. In his hands, Lian's strong body was like tofu, everything would break and fall into pieces with just a pinch.

Not even immortality works!

You know, Lian Ke quickly drank the concentrated violent potion during the explosion, and her recovery ability was improved to another level based on itself. He originally even wanted to face the three of Kaxiu alone and show off his unparalleled fighting posture.

result……

"Sword Demon, save me!!!"

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