Loben Viscount'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!
Rather, 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 "Burden Scar" within the esoteric sect, probably only the second-level mystics of the "body path" can achieve the opponent's performance...
The mysterious powers of the four paths of the body are all reflected in the physical body!
"Are you a level 2 mystic?!"
Loben Viscount spoke in a deep voice.
As Old God believers, they would never consider stepping into "Path of the Flaming Sword" because that would be a blasphemy against Year-God.
Because "Path of the Flaming Sword" is the power stolen from Year-God by Hour-God and "Noon Dawn" in July, and has built an ascension path that allows humans to gradually get closer to gods.
The Viscount and even all Old God believers basically rely on "Path of Ritual", that is, to please Year-God through sacrifices, dedications or performances, in exchange for rewards of strength.
Therefore, when faced with the mysterious person who came to "Path of the Flaming Sword", his instinctive reaction was that the other person was an enemy from a certain New God Church or the New God Esoteric Cult, who came specifically to hunt them.
Gilan didn't know Loben's psychological activities, nor did he know that although the other party guessed his identity wrongly, he happened to have the right purpose of coming here.
'Level 2 mystic?'
Hearing this, Gilan felt a strange emotion in his heart.
After upgrading the physical training technique to the final stage "Black Bile" and acquiring Bloodletting Secret Sword, he actually lost the 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?"
Gilan grinned at Viscount Loben.
The latter's eyes were cold, he stopped talking and rushed forward.
Viscount Loben broke his arm and had to use his other hand to grab Gilan's shoulder.
Woo!
Gilan did not hide or dodge, 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, Gilan can break it in an instant.
Seeing his confident movements and cruel eyes, Viscount Loben was shocked. He quickly stopped his hand and kicked him instead.
Phew!
Gilan had a cold face and kicked him out in the same way.
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 Loben's face.
A huge force directly broke his calf bone!
This kid's kicks are really terrifying!
He staggered.
Bang!
The next second, Loben noticed that the blond young man was approaching him, leaning against him, putting his feet behind him, and pushing with his palms.
With a snap, Loben completely lost his balance, his whole body flew into the air as if weightless, spun around, and hit the wall again.
Bang!!
Spider-web-like cracks spread, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Loben shouted loudly and got up from the ground again, with his back hunched over 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.
Loben-sama 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.
I saw that the Gray Scar on his chest seemed to be alive and started to move on its own!
Moreover, the hideous scars running diagonally across the chest and abdomen were like red-hot irons, glowing with a dazzling luster and even sending out sparks.
The temperature all around rose several degrees.
Loben Viscount's body has 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 body, and even long gray-black hair growing on his body. His face had a protruding snout and nose, and his eyes were long and narrow, turning into a creepy wolf head!
Whoosh!!
Viscount Loben, who turned into a "werewolf", moved.
Almost in the blink of an eye, we arrived in front of Gilan.
Bang!!
Gilan, with dynamic vision beyond ordinary people, captured the opponent's movements, and punched the opponent's palm.
This time, it was him who took two steps back.
The werewolf remained motionless, showing its strength.
Gilan raised his hand and saw that there were three claw marks on the back of his hand that were deep enough to show the bones. But the blood solidified and scabbed just after it flowed out for a few seconds.
Loben's wolf stuck out its tongue, licked its seven-eight-centimeter-long black claws, and swallowed the blood. Its 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 and made a low, 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.
Phew--
The other party's figure flashed.
Loben'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.
Loben Viscount 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 "Burden Scar" in the sect. After transforming into "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!
Gilan flicked his hand and opened the Viscount's black claws arrogantly. With a fierce face, he punched the werewolf's belly full of abdominal muscles.
Bang!!
Loben Viscount's scarlet wolf 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, cutting directly on his neck.
Snap!!
Loben Viscount's eyes turned black.
The opponent took advantage of the situation and launched a fierce attack like a violent storm.
Bang bang! Bang bang bang!!
Loben Viscount kept defending, but he couldn't resist the opponent's punches and kicks faster.
Often, if you block a punch, you will receive two kicks.
"Come on! Come and kill me!!"
Gilan smiled ferociously and opened his bow left and right.
In the shadow of the fist, wind and legs, Viscount Loben was panting, but could not make a sound.
"Fuck you!"
Gilan turned around quickly and kicked with "Skull-Melting Bone Crusher"!
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 chest of the tall werewolf!
Bang!!!
Loben Viscount howled, and his tall body flew straight backwards.
With a loud rumbling sound, 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.
"Ouch!!"
Loben Viscount kept vomiting 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 kept squirming.
After being kicked with all his strength by Gilan, he was not dead yet. He even stood up tremblingly, as if he still had fighting strength.
Just when Viscount Loben 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.
They all hit Viscount Loben on the chest, splattering blood spots.
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.