In mid-April, the weather was clear.

In Jiangnan Province, outside Tieyang Sect.

Whew.

The breeze that spreads through the mountains passes by.

As the sun sets on the horizon, silence illuminates this chaotic mountain forest. Some of the trees with thick bowls were broken off at the waist, revealing whitish tree fibers, and some neatly placed boulders were scattered around the cracked ground.

As for the Iron Yang Sect's Boulder Mountain Gate

The giant gate made of granite and ore, depicting mysterious patterns, has long since collapsed, leaving only the remaining three or four meters high gate posts on the left and right sides barely standing.

It's like a scene that has been devastated by an earthquake.

And a hundred meters away from the collapsed mountain gate, Wang Youwei, who was in a hurry to arrive, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his right arm lightly hugged his son Wang Chong, standing here dumbfounded.

"What's the situation?"

"What the hell is going on?"

The afterglow of dusk shines on Wang Youwei's shocking face.

As a member of the 19th National Defense Organization of Jiangnan Province, he looked around blankly, his eyes were filled with unbelievable horror, and the emotions in his heart were stirring like a turbulent wave.

Faced with this situation.

Rao is Wang Youwei, who has experienced strong winds and waves, and is also speechless.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong, who was wearing a light blue windbreaker, walked away with an expressionless face, frowning slightly, as if he was groaning.

Before the moment

Wang Youwei had just arrived here by helicopter and rushed frantically towards Tieyang Sect, and then he saw Han Dong Shi Ran stepping out of the broken mountain gate and handing it to his son Wang Chong with a smile.

He wanted to speak, but he stopped.

"No way. ”

"How is this possible. ”

Wang Youwei hugged his son, whose forehead was broken, and followed behind, sometimes confused, sometimes looking back at the Tieyang Sect that seemed to be shrouded in dust.

"This is a martial arts sect. ”

Wang Youwei quietly glanced at Han Dong who was standing next to him, and secretly smacked his tongue in surprise: "Even if it is crowned with a small prefix, it is still a martial arts sect after all! Moreover, the Tieyang Sect has stood for hundreds of years, has a magnificent history, and is the overlord of Jiangnan Province." ”

The martial arts world is coordinated by the martial arts alliance.

But the main force is still a martial arts sect!

The martial arts students who have risen in recent years, coupled with the countless idle martial arts practitioners, cannot be compared with the martial arts sect.

Even if it is a small martial arts sect, there are also the seats of the three-step martial sect realm, and there are also the strong existence of the elders of the martial arts realm, and there are many martial arts generals in the gate, and the people in the martial arts realm are innumerable.

It's sunset, and there's only light left at dusk.

The mountain wind continued to blow, and the leaves rustled.

These two figures left the range of Tieyang Sect, and a hundred meters further on, was where Wang Youwei's helicopter landed.

"Ahem. ”

Wang Youwei hesitated for a moment, looked at his unconscious son lying in his arms, gritted his teeth and asked, "What's going on here? Could it be that your master Ning Mo has come forward? I, I'm just about ten minutes late, and this place has become like this." ”

These questions are hovering in my mind, and I am really confused.

Even if it is an earthquake of natural disaster, it is nothing more than that.

Asking these questions in one breath, Wang Youwei's heart suddenly tensed, and he looked at Han Dong with an indifferent face.

Suddenly.

"Nothing. ”

"I originally had the idea of destroying the sect, but Elder Jin Qiyu came forward. Han Dong frowned and said in a deep voice.

Extermination?

This is the overlord of Jiangnan Province, Tieyang Sect!

"Shhh

Wang Youwei's eyes almost popped out, he was taken aback, his lips murmured twice, and he could only subconsciously echo: "Jin Qiyu?"

"Yes. ”

Han Dong nodded.

He put his hands behind his back and sighed lightly: "I respect Elder Jin Qiyu from the bottom of my heart, and with his kind words and persuasion, I simply killed chickens and monkeys, and killed two or three people from the Tieyang Sect who were full of malice." Then leave it for the time being and wait until three days later for another check-up. ”

Within inspiration, there is no concealment of malice.

Moreover.

The massive gray air currents harvested in recent days have greatly strengthened Han Dong's inspiration. I'm afraid that the title of the third-step Martial Sect Realm is not as strong as Han Dong's inspiration.

And sideways.

Wang Youwei was already stunned.

The indifferent voice from Han Dong, like a thunderbolt from above the Nine Heavens, directly hit his mind, making him stunned and unspeakable.

"How is it possible?" he couldn't help but speak: "As far as I know, the Tieyang Sect Sect Master Cen Dongsheng is the first step of the Martial Sect Realm, controlling the internal force of the earthy yellow color, destroying the mountains and rocks at every turn, and he actually didn't come forward to stop it?"

Cen Dongsheng came forward. Han Dong said.

I see.

Wang Youwei made up the picture in his own brain: "Presumably he was late and couldn't stop you...... Han Dong, you have to be careful, Cen Dongsheng is extremely powerful, and he is the title of Martial Sect Realm. ”

Immediately after, Han Dong shook his head and smiled.

"It doesn't matter. ”

"I almost beat him to death. It is estimated that Cen Dongsheng is lying on the hospital bed, and it is difficult for him to recover from his injuries without two or three months of recuperation. ”

Wang Youwei opened his mouth wide and could swallow two white duck eggs raw.

His face was shocked to the extreme, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Are you still a martial general?"

Han Dong thought so: "Of course not." ”

Wang Youwei was stunned for a moment: "?"

After a moment.

A leisurely voice pierced the air: "I am no longer in the realm of military generals, I am a martial artist." ”

"Martial Sect Realm. ”

"Wuzong Han Dong. ”

Wang Youwei's face froze.

He looked at Han Dong's side face in a daze, only to feel as if there were thousands of bright lights that could not be looked at, making him unable to open his eyes.

......

The next morning, Jiangnan University.

Han Dong got up early and practiced the three-hour journey to the south before driving to Jiangnan University, ready to continue experiencing the professional class.

As a matter of fact.

He didn't just give lessons.

It's because Zhang Hao has lived a single dog life for 19 years, which is too long, and the dog food is full, Han Dong decided to officially get off the list before Labor Day on May 1st!

Because.

Zhang Hao, who stumbled and practiced the Wangjiang Mingyue pile, finally reached the seventh grade (/)/

Even if there is a slight leakage of strength, the girl can bear it.

"That's right. ”

"Although martial arts support my beliefs, there should be no and only martial arts in a colorful life. Han Dong skillfully reversed the car and parked the red flag on the side of the road.

Disheveled.

The doors close.

He was going to go to the school building and meet up with the girls.

Suddenly.

"Huh?"

Han Dong raised his head and looked ahead.

Under the tree on the side of the road, Yu Liming, who was wearing coarse linen clothes, seemed simple, but in fact he was the guardian of Jiangnan Province and the existence above Wuzong.

Next to him stood Yu Pin'an, who was in a black suit.

He is a student of the Department of Philosophy in the Jiangnan University Forum, and he has made great achievements in philosophical knowledge.

"This, this is"

Han Dong looked at Yu Pin'an, who was smiling, and his face changed slightly.