Mysterious journey

Garen sat on his seat and looked at Master Shabik of the Moko Sword Lock Sect with a calm expression.

But his mind has drifted to Xixi, who is far away. Ning Ruoxi, who has been trained since the beginning of the fighting club, is the first batch of students together with Huo Ximandam and others. His talent can be said to be the highest among them, and he is also his most talented. Good news.

Now with the improvement of his strength, it has been greatly improved to a terrifying level, but these are not the most important. The key is that Xixi has never really faced a top master like the upper vampire on his own.

Fortunately, the first two elders of the Wellington family are not very good. They have no fighting consciousness at all. They only have the physique of a high-ranking person but not the strength of a high-ranking family. Their fighting consciousness is not even comparable to that of some mid-ranking ones, so they are just perfect for her to practice.

"Are you just going to sit back and accept my challenge?" Shabik's face became increasingly ugly. The opponent's arrogance and arrogance made his chest rise and fall slightly. He was not a boxer like Dongjimen who practiced self-cultivation.

"It's actually the same whether you're sitting or standing." Garen said calmly.

"Arrogant!"

Before Shabik finished speaking, he suddenly stepped back, and a gun and a sword suddenly rang out in his hand.

Buzz! !

boom!

There was a gunshot and a flash of silver light, and everyone could only see a blur in front of their eyes.

Garen held one hand in front of him, smiling, and holding a deformed bullet between his fingers.

Shabik's expression changed. He used a large number of sword flowers to cover up his true intention of shooting direction and angle. Unexpectedly, the opponent predicted it.

And he can actually catch bullets with his bare hands.

Without making a move, he increased the power of the pistol by one level.

"Come again!!"

With a low roar, his whole body turned into a ball of silver light and spun around.

Bang! ! ! A flicker of fire flashed out of the silver light.

Everyone around them looked shocked, but the master of the Dongji Sect remained motionless with a calm expression.

Snapped! !

Garen's right hand was blocked in front of him, slightly to the left, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Accepted."

He said calmly, and stretched out his hand. There was not just one bullet in his hand, but three complete black bullets, and there was also a broken silver sword tip.

The silver light stopped, Shabik's face turned pale, and he even staggered back a few steps, staring at Garen with a horrified expression. Although he used non-harmful rubber bullets, the explosive speed of his pistol was already his strongest strength for his decisive move, while the opponent looked more like he was playing with a child and had no real strength of Dongyou at all.

"Lord Holy Fist, your strength is indeed tyrannical, and I, the Moker Lock Sword Sect, admire you." The female master beside him stood up and said calmly, but there was still a trace of unconcealable horror in her eyes.

Only then did Shabik react, but he really didn't know what to say. His face turned red, he put away his gun and sword and returned to his seat.

Garen responded with a polite smile and gently placed the bullet and sword tip on the table. Everyone present noticed that there was no trace of friction on the palm of his hand that caught the bullet, and they were even more shocked.

For these world's strongest warriors, such strength is no different from the extremely terrifying level of the vampires.

They are powerful, but they are naturally controlled by the hypnosis of vampire humans. Even their top willpower will be affected to a certain extent and their strength will decline. Everyone here has suffered more or less in this regard.

It can be said that the people present are all the most powerful peak human beings in the world. These people look young, but existences like the master of the East Pole Sect are already over seventy years old. None of the others are younger than sixty. They have gained tyrannical strength through generations of accumulation and hard work based on their own talents.

They came here to pay a visit to Gallon because they were simply shocked by the news that Gallon could participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Wellington family.

They believe that their individual explosive power is not weaker than that of the upper-level Vampires, but the existence of human hypnosis and the terrifying physical fitness of the Vampires makes them unable to resist the oppression of the upper-level Vampires.

"Now I believe Lord Gallon is indeed participating in the siege of Wellington." Tams, the communication representative of Saudi Boxing, said in a low voice and slowly.

The atmosphere at the table was slightly solemn.

"We don't need to be formal. We are all of the same kind. How about Sir Garen telling us how the battle went during the siege of Wellington?" the leader of the Dongji Sect said in a low voice.

Garen smiled slightly and clapped his hands. Immediately, the beautiful girl who had just gone down came up again, stood behind everyone and started pouring wine for everyone.

The atmosphere also relaxed a little.

Only then did he speak slowly.

"This time you all come to the Holy Fist Palace together, it can be regarded as a major event in our boxing world. Let's have a meal first, and then it won't be too late to go to the martial arts arena to interact with each other."

He was actually quite curious. The strength of masters like the Mok Lock Sword Sect was not yet at the level of the average vampire. Actual combat was entirely based on the power of the firearms in their hands, which was not interesting. On the contrary, Tams, the leader of the Dongji Sect and the representative of Saudi Boxing, seemed a bit unfathomable.

They all seem to be following the path of imitating nature and integrating into it, leveraging the power of nature with the limits of the human body, and indirectly overcoming the barrier of insufficient human body quality.

Jia Long has always followed the path of absolutely strengthening himself, and pays special attention to this method of practice, which is similar to the Taoist theory of the earth and follows the teachings of heaven and earth. This represents a completely different path from that of a warlock.

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American Weiner Asia

The amber sunlight shines on Ning Ruoxi and Tu Lan.

The two stood alone in the middle of the city, surrounded by high-rise buildings and stagnant vehicles, but not a single person could be seen.

Tu Lan calmly stared at the oriental girl in front of him.

"A very interesting boxing technique, very strange and powerful." She looked around and seemed to have discovered the key to this boxing technique.

"I'm really impressed that a human body can unleash such a level of hypnotic power. But..." Although she was in a hallucination, she didn't show any trace of panic.

"However, as far as I am concerned, your hypnotic hallucinations have been solved hundreds of years ago."

laugh!

Tu Lan's figure appeared in Ning Ruoxi's position in an instant, and stabbed her abdomen with a palm. But immediately the figure in front of her slowly faded and disappeared, turning out to be just a shadow.

Slowly, a burst of soft violin music filled the air from all around. The sound was soft and melodious, but with a touch of depression, as if it was about to explode but was suppressed again and again without breaking, which made people feel uncomfortable.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Tu Lan, his palms cutting like knives towards her waist, his gesture silent.

Bang!

The figure was blown away by Tu Lan's palm, turning into countless black shadows and disappearing.

Immediately afterwards, another figure swooped down from the sky above his head, with a fierce sound.

Bang!

He was punched by Tu Lan again.

Immediately, a third figure appeared, and the sound of violins around him gradually became louder.

The fourth way, the fifth way, the sixth way.

As Tu Lan defeated the figures again and again, more and more figures appeared around him, becoming stronger and stronger.

There was a hint of frost on her face.

His body suddenly spun around, and a short knife flickered with silver light popped out of his arm. He pulled it and slashed through the three figures rushing towards him.

She vaguely noticed that the figures appearing around her seemed to be the figure of the girl named Ning Ruoxi, but these figures were all just a dark shadow and seemed to have no entity at all.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a figure's palm hit her forearm. For just a moment, Tu Lan felt the blood in her arm jump violently, as if she was attracted by some force and wanted to burst the protruding skin.

"Water Bird Fist?!" She retreated suddenly, jumped over in the air, and landed in another open space, but before she could stand firm, two more figures appeared behind her.

"It's endless!" Tu Lan's face darkened, his pupils suddenly opened, and the center of his pupils turned slightly, beating like a heart.

"Illusion Counterattack!!"

Woo.

A strange sound suddenly disturbed the sound of the piano.

The surrounding scene twisted and spun in an instant, like an overturned bucket of colored dye, a mess.

Tu Lan faintly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. He closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly. He was in a remote alley in the city.

The oriental girl Ning Ruoxi rushed over like a rocket, her body suspended in the air, and there was a faint red pulse in the palms of her hands, shooting directly towards her chest.

Tu Lan raised his hand, his arms appeared in front of him as if moving instantly, and he raised his sword and moved forward.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

A series of afterimages of palm strikes exploded between the two of them. Ning Ruoxi was suspended in mid-air and fiercely faced Tu Lan, her heart and blood boiling.

The secret of Huanlou Fist was broken, which greatly impacted her spirit and blood. She originally thought that her opponent would be easily defeated. Just like the middle vampires that were dealt with before, but I didn't expect them to be so difficult to deal with. Isn't this just a little bit better than the other two elders Dam and Brother Hosiman talked about? !

boom! !

Ning Ruoxi's palm suddenly hit the air and landed on the left wall, leaving a deep palm print and punching through the entire wall. Fortunately, there was no one in the house inside, so it didn't cause any commotion.

But immediately her heart skipped a beat, her vision blurred, and she suddenly felt a pain in her right rib.

puff!

A huge force hit her right ribs hard, and Ning Ruoxi was sent flying and shot backwards, groaning in pain.

Tu Lan had no intention of pursuing. He jumped in the opposite direction and easily jumped over the high wall of the dead end. After a few leaps, he disappeared at the exit of the alley on the other side.

Only then did Ning Ruoxi roll hard to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Standing up with difficulty, she could no longer see Tu Lan in her field of vision.

"So strong."

She looked at the direction Tu Lan left and murmured in a low voice. Several men and women in black clothes quickly rushed out from the alley behind her. These people all had "Holy Fist Technique" embroidered on their right chests. letter.

"Is this the true strength of high-ranking vampires?" Xixi knew that the two senior brothers probably encountered high-ranking vampires who generally had no sense of fighting. Among them, the great elder was even killed by a mid-level vampire using voodoo in a sneak attack. However, the only female elder among the three elders in Wellington did not expect to be the only one with the most powerful power.

Seeing that several subordinates were still trying to catch up, Ning Ruoxi waved her hand to stop them.

"No need to chase! Retreat!"

She was helped up calmly and looked deeply at the direction Tu Lan left.

The opponent's strength is far superior to hers. Such a high-ranking vampire is the tyrannical nature that a true vampire should have.

It seems that even if they have been decayed for thousands of years, these vampires still have some tough roots.

She didn't know why Tu Lan didn't kill her. The opponent was obviously one level, or even several levels, stronger than her, and it would be futile to catch up to her and lead to death.

"But team leader, our mission." A female subordinate still wanted to argue.

"We are not her opponent." Ning Ruoxi interrupted her, "The other party has no intention of seeing blood, and must have other purposes. It is not appropriate to conflict with her again for the time being." Ning Ruoxi has always been a decisive person, just like At first, she had the courage to stand up to Garen's pressure in the fighting club, and she had no shortage of courage, but now she would only anger the opponent and lead to a meaningless death.

"Xixi, are you okay?" Amidst the rapid footsteps at the entrance of the alley, Quentin rushed over in black, holding Ning Ruoxi's face with worry. "Is this Tu Lan actually so strong that he can't even take down your Dacheng Huanlou Fist?"

"It's difficult." Ning Ruoxi shook her head, "The other party's hallucination counterattack was too powerful, almost a hundred times more powerful than the average vampire. My illusion was shattered immediately. This was because she was cautious at first and did not explode immediately. 's sake."

"You are seriously injured and must return to the palace immediately!" Quentin checked the injury and suddenly frowned.