"Werewolf!" Anne and Johnson had already guessed, but they were still a little unacceptable.

"The wolf has infinite manpower, extremely strong vitality, and extremely terrifying fighting ability. We humans were once their slaves in ancient times, and only existed as blood food for them. It wasn't until later that we discovered pure water. Joseph explained in a deep voice, "Pure water can greatly weaken the strength and vitality of the wolf clan, reducing them to a level that we humans can deal with. ”

"Is this it?" said Anne, pulling out the small bag that Joseph had given her earlier.

"That's it, take it with you, and now that you've seen it with your own eyes, you should believe it completely, right?" Joseph's real idea was to make his friends and girlfriends really believe in him. Only by seeing with your own eyes can you truly believe in the somewhat absurd reality of all this. I just didn't expect the witcher to come so coincidentally.

"The most powerful thing about us humans is that we can use tools. Joseph whispered, "Well, now that the witcher is there, we can leave safely." ”

It was the first time for Johnson and Anne to see so many dead people, and they both had some chills on their bodies, so naturally they had no objections.

The trio began to slowly retreat.

At this moment, a black shadow quickly ran past the three of them not far away, heading straight for the battlefield between werewolves and demon hunters.

Immediately after two breaths, another figure chased after him.

"If you want the Golden Sword Seat, then catch up with me first!"

A hoarse, low, old voice rang out in the woods. It was a dark shadow in front of him.

"Hmph!" the figure chasing after him snorted coldly, and actually accelerated a little faster.

"Oh, you're faster than last time!" the hoarse old voice was a little surprised.

Joseph stared at the three of them in amazement, chasing and running straight to the core of the battlefield.

"Are they witchers too?" Johnson asked in a low voice.

"Nope. No. They don't smell of pure water! They are warriors among the human race. Joseph frowned.

Woo~~!!

A half-werewolf with black fur raised its head to the sky and howled, staring fiercely at Darkshara and Garon.

"Warrior, hehe, I haven't eaten the meat of a warrior for a long time! ”

Whew. He pounced straight out.

At this time, Dark Sharo was finally caught up by Garon.

The two slammed into each other and flew forward at the same time.

Bang!

Garon and Darksara's arms slammed together.

"Single shot!flick!!"

Garon's right arm stabbed into Amsara's chest like a poisonous snake, and the moment he got close to the other party, his arm suddenly turned into an upward flick, and his five fingers were together like a knife, stabbing Amunsara in the chin fiercely.

Syllable!!

Dark Sharo slapped his palm crookedly, and slapped Garon hard with his other hand.

Bang!

Garon snorted. flew out upside down, just in time to meet the black werewolf who pounced.

The black werewolf screamed and slammed into Garon.

"Get out of here!!"

Bang!!tear!!

The entire black werewolf was torn in half, and the sky was covered with blood. Garon didn't say a word, and rushed towards Darksara again.

There was a dull clash, and the two of them each landed on a grass and stood still. Without the slightest hesitation, the two sides once again fiercely hedged together. Bang Bang arm's slam was like a shotgun eruption. It reverberates in the woods.

The battle between the werewolf and the demon hunter was directly cut apart by the two, and some stray bullets hit the two of them, and they actually emitted a little golden spark, which was useless.

All the creatures around were dumbfounded.

The werewolves stopped, and the witchers lowered their guns, including Joseph, all three of them watched as Garon and Darksalo fought violently.

The two of them had nothing to look at each other. The fight was fierce. What to dismantle!

The large pine trees that surrounded it continued to fall with a bang, and large and small soil pits began to appear on the ground. It's like a bomb exploding.

Boom!!

A figure was violently knocked into the air and hit a large pine tree before it stood still. This man was Garon, his shirt was tattered, and the pine trees behind him had cracked countless cracks, and he looked like nothing had happened.

With a cold snort, Garon pounced on it again.

The two fought again.

Garon's arm was torn by a violent vibration, and Darksharo's arm was broken in two when it hit. The two collided with each other, as if they were not flesh and blood, but four hard and terrifying weapons.

"Okay, good!!You are worthy of being the commander of this generation! I recognize your strength. Dark Sharo jumped lightly, jumped more than ten meters away, and landed lightly on a horizontal tree trunk.

"If you want the Golden Sword Seat, come to Dhar Falls. I'm waiting for you there. ”

"Want to run?!" Garon's eyes flashed with excitement, his grasp of the red jade palm became stronger and stronger in the battle with Dark Salar, and he thought that he would definitely become more and more proficient if he continued to fight, although most of it had the effect of talent and his understanding of martial arts skills after entering the martial arts. But it is undeniable that only real fighting can make the strength continue to improve.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward.

Dark Sharo jumped down and fell into the crowd of werewolves.

Syllable.

With a slight slapping sound, a black werewolf actually rushed out inexplicably and pounced on Garon, who was chasing. There was still a hint of surprise on its own face.

Boom!!

The black werewolf was pulled away by a flick, rolled out more than ten meters away, and half of his entire body was smashed, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he fell to the ground and howled miserably.

Not only werewolves, but even witchers felt a chill in their hearts.

"You're trying to stop me with this garbage?!" Garon's eyes narrowed, and a hint of anger flashed across his face.

Litter!?

"What a big breath!!" a hint of anger flashed in the werewolf elder's eyes. Not to mention the rest of the werewolves. "No pure water, but animals"

He didn't say any more, only to see Garon glance over, and a terrifying pressure fell on him.

Garon's eyes seemed to glow red, and a large red-eyed giant elephant seemed to twist and swell around his body. The giant elephant is tens of meters high, and the sound of violent air currents and winds seems to be permeated around it, enveloping all creatures within a radius of tens of meters.

The elder shuddered. His face turned pale, and he actually withdrew directly from the half-wolf transformation, and fell to his knees with a pop.

"We are the great Tuk tribe!!" The elder frantically tried to get to his feet, but could not move. The bones in his body rattled.

In the eyes of outsiders, Garon just glanced at the elder lightly, and the elder put away his transformation and fell to his knees. As if suppressed by some invisible force, he tried to get up but couldn't get up at all.

Dark Sharo was hidden in the cloak, and there was no change in complexion. Just keep throwing all the werewolves at Garon, like throwing cargo. At the same time, it is also rapidly retreating.

Bang bang bang!!

In the continuous crash, Garon roared and tried to catch up, but was always blocked by the flying werewolf at the critical moment. His speed was still a little slower than the other party's. Finally. I could only watch as Dark Sharo disappeared into the darkness.

"Humph!!"

Garon slapped his palm on the big tree next to him, and with a click, a large amount of wood residue flowed out of the thick trunk like sand. A large white gap was missing from the trunk of the tree, and it fell to the other side with a bang.

At this time, most of the original werewolves of the Tuke tribe had been seriously injured by him when he pursued them, and the injuries of these werewolves recovered very quickly, and some of the werewolves who were only stumps had been closed without bleeding, silently taking advantage of Garon's lack of attention to them. Quietly put away the corpses of the elders and their fellow tribesmen, and slowly retreated into the far woods.

Celine Surin and the two didn't know when they were standing beside the three of Joseph. It seems that from the beginning of the battle to zuihou.

Looking at Garon in the distance. Su Lin smiled wryly.

"Garon is getting stronger again, and the speed wasn't so fast some time ago. ”

"He's a pervert!" Celine said speechlessly.

"Dark Sharo seems to recognize Garon's strength, but it's a pity that neither of them has moved seriously, if they really fight, they don't know how to win or lose?"

The three of them lay on their stomachs and did not dare to move, for fear of being discovered by them.

Hearing what Surin said, the three of them couldn't help but look horrified, and Joseph swallowed even more.

"This is still called the real character, so what is the real character?!"

Joseph pinched the skin containing pure water on his body, and for the first time became suspicious of this shijie.

"Didn't Grandpa say that without pure water, it is impossible for humans to fight against the dark race?

"Three, after watching for so long, it's time to come out to meet, right?" Su Lin suddenly looked in the direction of Joseph and the three of them, smiling.

New Duira and some of the smaller surrounding countries speak the common spoken language of the Federation, with only slight accent differences. To be precise, the Federal Language is the most widely spoken language in the entire Shiyan Continent.

Joseph finally stood up with a wry smile on his face. Johnson and Anne had no choice but to get up.

Garon in the distance already understood that he couldn't keep up with Dark Sharo, and turned around and walked towards the three of Surin a little unwillingly.

Originally, he didn't expect to stay with Dark Sharo this time, just to test how much he had improved.

Sure enough, this time, Shiyan, he didn't use the peak of the first stage of hard qigong and the second stage of hard qigong, he just used his ordinary state to fight against Dark Sharo, but he just fell into the disadvantage tightly and did not suffer much damage. The fighting system of the red jade palm makes up for the shortcomings of delicate skills for his fighting jishu, and when he fights with Dark Sharo, although he can't use delicate skills, he has enough understanding and ability to deal with this kind of skills.

To put it simply, if Dark Sharo wants to kill him, he also needs to pay a certain price.

Dark Sharo also saw this, so he didn't choose to fight, but left decisively.

On top of that, this time Garon finally confirmed the Golden Sword Throne once and for all.

It is indeed on the body of Darksara, and indeed it is a doom antique with a lot of potential!

In hand-to-hand combat, Garon had confirmed this thoroughly. (To be continued......)