I can go back to the mysterious age.

Bravery, boldness, boldness, boldness...

Bright and fiery, 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.Gusts of strong wind whizzed and swirled, blowing the blazing golden red flames on the high platform and forcibly suppressed them.

For fighters, the spirit released is the most sensitive.The master of Cloud Dog Fist, Tom, and Elder Oro are both in this realm, so they can naturally feel the four auras and vigor that almost fill the entire hall, powerful and concise.

Fighters, four fighters, are really strange!

Not only that, these four people are not ordinary fighters in Thom's induction.It seems that the strength of every light and light can reach the level of a veteran fighter, which is outrageous.

Even, not only.

There are two extremely fast approaching auras behind him. Although they are very far away, they are conservatively estimated to be at the level of fighters.

What does it mean?
Eight fighters appeared in a tulip antique exhibition?
At least five of them are veteran fighters.

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

Thom's heart sank immediately, they got so little information that they completely miscalculated the strength of potential enemies.It is believed that only the blood spirits on the bright side will form an organization.

result……

Tom suddenly regretted not insisting on holding the East Nine Gates meeting in Kura City, otherwise he would be able to compete with it.

In the Guangguang Hall, how could he and Oro be able to block the four fighters and one monster on the opposite side, as well as the two fighter-level powerhouses outside.All of a sudden, remorse filled his heart, but in an instant he was forcibly suppressed by Thom.

In the face of such a crisis situation, regret and panic are of no use.Instead, he should calm down and figure out, what do these people want from the Tulip Antique Fair?
Do you just want an antique box?
Thoughts flashed in my mind, in the eyes of outsiders.

Tom's face froze ugly, and then his face returned to a calm state.He stabilized his mind and raised his head calmly.

Impressively, he saw five pairs of eyes staring at him closely.

Motionless, like a sharp sword, about to pierce his heart.There was a wolf-like ferocity in his eyes.

Tom tried to pretend to be calm, but the next second he thought of the root of the problem.His eyes flickered, and he threw the Kupan's magic box in his hand.Not just throwing it at random, but going in the direction of Kaxiu and the others.If the real goal of these people is the Kupan Box, then they will fight themselves.The sharpest conflict between Thom and these people disappeared, and there would be no situation of being besieged by seven or eight people.

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

There was a sharp conflict between the Blood Spirit Society and the Cloud Dog Fist. Of course, it was impossible for Tom to give the Kupan Box to the enemy, so he immediately threw this hot potato to Kaxiu and the others.

...

Thom threw it hard, and the box arced rapidly through the air.In the eyes of everyone, he flew to the seat.

"Go on!
"

The black peacock yelled loudly, and Lian, the president of the Blood Spirit Society next to him, also let out a beast-like roar, and his figure flickered.

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

several meters apart.

"Crack!" Kaxiu grabbed the magic box with his outstretched hand.

There was a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth were inexplicably cold: "I got the magic box, but it's not over yet. Today's situation will have to be over again..."

Hey!A high-pitched raptor scream echoed through the room.

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

Suddenly, the red mist rolled, and the aura was terrifying.A huge alien 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 physique erupted vividly.

"Hahaha, I'm coming too!

"

Feng Liusi next to him was also unwilling to be lonely. He just broke through to the fifth stage of Nandou Red Vulture Fist, and his hands were itchy.

As soon as it erupted, the power in his body roared out like a volcanic eruption.Compared with Kaxiu, Feng Liusi's crimson spirit is almost suffocatingly sticky, like glue.

The wings of the blood vulture spread behind him also looked more elegant.

He stretched out his hands, unadorned.It's just that the four red chains on the arms are spinning extremely fast, like a poisonous snake winding around a pillar.All of a sudden, there was a crackling sound between the two arms.

The red lightning-like force visible to the naked eye jumped wildly.

With a power that makes people feel numb at a glance.

He disappeared on the spot with a whoosh, and his body quickly pushed out the air in front of him.The swirling air swept away the gravel.

In contrast, St. Fernando, who was at the end, was not in a hurry.He just silently pulled out the long crystal blue whip from his waist.

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

St. Fernan stepped forward, and every step would leave a hoarfrost footprint on the ground, as if it was the trace of a centipede crawling over.

Pum-pum-pum!Pum-pum-pum!
In the middle of the hall, several figures collided with each other.

They perfectly interpret the strength, speed and destructiveness of fighter-level masters, like missiles bombarding and exploding face to face.The five figures separated and fought together quickly.Shocked the surrounding air into a vision of white mist.

It seems that due to the huge force confrontation, the airflow in the central area of ​​the fight was squeezed, forming circles of arc-like rays.The white air swished out, and it was obviously the aftermath of the airflow, but it could make a shallow crater on the wall like a bullet.

"Master... door master, we..."

A group of Cloud Dog Fist disciples who acted as attackers froze in place in shock, they were at a loss for a moment.

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

...

How...how did it become like this?

Do you want to go ahead with the original plan...

"Huh..." Tomu, the master of Cloud Dog Fist, let out a hot breath.

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

"It's those two people!"

He rushed out with Auror in a hurry, and he swept out of the hole in the wall in an instant, and the scene above the circular square was in front of him.

The white crowd and the black and red are fighting together, like the mixed paint on the drawing board, and all areas are fighting.

White is the many disciples wearing cloud dog boxing 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 upper hand, but they are still playing inextricably and are constantly being entangled.Especially in the middle aisle, there are basically no white figures standing.

Obviously, the two powerful auras Thom sensed just now pierced through them all the way, killing all those who blocked them.

"Damn it!
"

Tom and Oro became angry immediately, and the five people in the meeting hall were fighting each other, they could do whatever they wanted, they couldn't intervene anyway.But these two outside wantonly massacred Yungouquan disciples, even clay figurines have a three-point temper.

Just when they were about to rectify their forces and fight back.

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

On the circular square, two breaths erupted suddenly.Metal humming sounded, and three blade lights pierced the air like a mirror.Plowing over marble floors while slashing at rockets.

Peng!Peng!
Immediately, two bombs exploded in the air, and the air waves rolled.

But there were three more that were not stopped, and suddenly bombarded near the two breaths.The sound of overlapping violent explosions resounded immediately, and the fiery air swayed outwards violently.Metal shards and gravel shot out of the expanding orange-red flame.

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

Most of the visitors were armed with guns, and there were even quite a few strong men carrying rocket launchers.At first glance, it looks like a well-trained one.

"Continue to bomb me, aim at that area!"

A slightly deep juvenile voice suddenly ordered.

"Yes!"

Immediately, another bunch of bazookas aimed at the center of the square, launching bombs without hesitation.I only heard the sound of swishing in the air, and eight or nine red arcs flew over.

boom boom boom boom...

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

Whoosh!
On the high wall at the edge of the square, a last red arc flew out.With the trailing flames, he slammed into the flames fiercely.

Tom turned his head and saw a black-haired boy in a butler's uniform jumping down with a bazooka on his shoulder.

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

The boy walked slowly, the round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose blocking the sunlight.Looking at it from other angles, you can only see a piece of white reflection, as if it is not glass but a mirror.

...

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the end of which was scarlet.Stretched out a white glove engraved with an unknown letter, and took it off with a cigarette in it.

Smoke lingers between the fingers, rising in strands.

"Black agency?"

Thom's eyes were fixed, with a sense of caution.As the sect master of Cloud Dog Fist, he had some contact with the official forces and black institutions.Even collaborated in some cases.

"first meet."

The teenager raised his hand, bent down and did a gentleman's etiquette.

"Federal Secret Service Section No. 13, black agency."

"Amos..."

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

"Mr. Thom, in the face of this situation, I think..."

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

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In the sound of rumbling explosions.

The knife ghost's knife broke.

He has a total of three sharp combat knives, namely the chopping knife, the bayonet knife and the shaking knife.The special alloy formula provided by the door organization has been forged by professional knife masters for several years.The blade is so hard and tough that it can tear steel with ease.

In the past, when there were no such combat knives, the blades used by the sword ghosts would be severely worn every time they fought a battle, and it was often not enough to fight four or five times or go all out once.Part of the reason is the collision of the blade, and the other part is that the knife ghost's own knife skills are very expensive.

But since more than ten years ago, these three favorite knives have been replaced.

Knife Demon Karara has never been changed again, it just needs to be polished every once in a while.The blade is solid with little to no wear.Accompanied him through thousands of battles in the past ten years.

However, just now.

The shock knife used to resist was completely blown off.

It broke into two pieces from the 1/3 position of the knife tip and fell to the ground.

Rockets, double-digit rockets!
Even if Dao Gui is an outstanding combat power in the "B" level, he still cannot escape the situation of being hurt.Because the definition of the "b" level by the black agency is that the power is analogous to that of a rocket, which can cause a wide range of damage, and the destructive power sweeps the surrounding area.

A "b"-level master is equivalent to a rocket launcher that can walk freely and has self-awareness.At least it's explosive.

This is all about destructive power.

If they are hit by rockets, they will also be damaged by shock waves and high-temperature shrapnel.Unless the physique is extremely strong.

Dao Gui and Zi Jiang were accidentally bombarded by reset rockets during their advance, even if they were top "B" ranks, they would have to pay the price.Jia Luoluo's shaking knife was broken, and he was no longer able to use the three-sword flow rainbow light world.General Zi was also disheveled, and suffered some minor injuries under the impact of the shock wave, which was quite embarrassing.

In the center of the square, the swelling and raging flames were cut open with a single knife.

Two figures came out from inside.

Jia Luoluo's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bloody.It's not because he can't use the three-sword style, but because he loves the broken sword.Because he was recovering temporarily, he couldn't use the rainbow world at first, and once he used it, his injuries would explode.At his best, he can only sustain the Two Swords Flowing Scaled Fire.

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

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

Boom!

The wall exploded directly.

The five people who were constantly fighting inside rushed out together.

Among them, there was a very miserable figure.Lian, the president of the Blood Spirit Society, was besieged by Feng Liusi and Kaxiu, while the black peacock was temporarily restrained by Saint Fernan, unable to support for a while.

It's just a battle that takes less than half a minute.

Lian's seemingly indestructible physical armor was almost destroyed, especially Feng Liusi.In his hands, Lian's strong body is like tofu, everything can be broken with a pinch.

Even immortality is useless!
You know, Lian quickly drank the concentrated rage potion during the explosion, and his recovery ability has been raised to another level on its own basis.Originally, he even wanted to face the three of Kaxiu alone and show off his incomparable fighting posture.

result……

"Sword ghost save me!
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