Beihai International Airport.

At this time, the airport is full of pedestrians, many white-collar elites, and business people are looking at their watches, waiting for the arrival of the next plane, and even many foreign friends are coming in and out.

A pair of grandparents and grandchildren also sat in the waiting room of the airport, chatting while waiting.

"Grandpa, tell me the story of Chen Zhenren again. ”

The little grandson is only seven or eight years old, but he is already quite skilled, walking, sitting and lying like a fierce little leopard, obviously a family heirloom, but at this time he dragged his chin, blinked his cute big eyes, and looked at the old man next to him.

The old man was dressed in a Tang suit, although there were many wrinkles on his face, and he looked old, but the light flashed in his eyes from time to time, which also proved that he was a master of martial arts.

If a young man wants to bully him with his strength, I am afraid that he will be slapped to death by the old man.

"The story has been told so many times, you still have to listen to it. The old man couldn't resist his little grandson, so he had to continue to speak: "When Chen Zhenren participated in the martial arts gathering at that time, no one expected that he would be a martial arts real person who was less than thirty years old, and he was also a double real person, until Sun Sheng of Xingyi Gate made a move..."

While the old man was telling the story, a group of people came out of the tarmac, led by an old man in a white robe, the old man was full of white frost, but his appearance was unusually young, especially a pair of eyes, like lightning, extremely bright.

Beside him, accompanied by an incomparably handsome guy, behind him was a row of fierce men in suits.

These elite men behave vigorously and resolutely, and they are all masters of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, and they have also undergone special training and strict discipline, almost with the army, so that the combined combat effectiveness of such martial artists is much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

The people waiting for the plane around them, when they saw them, they all immediately got out of the way, not daring to fight.

"Then grandpa, are you Chen Zhenren's opponent?" the little grandson said curiously.

"Who am I Chen Zhenren's opponent? Your grandfather is just a bad old man who opened a martial arts gym, and now that he is old, he can only take you, a little broken child. The old man shook his head and smiled, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Back then, he was also a powerful figure, less than thirty years old was already a half-step real person, only one step away from the martial arts real person, it can be said that he was the youngest half-step real person in a hundred years in China, but unfortunately he later met the great enemy of his life, and was defeated by that big enemy in a few moves, and was seriously injured, and now his cultivation has not returned to the original moment, and now it is only the realm of congenital great perfection.

"It is estimated that only the great enemy back then, and the one from Yanjing, can be the enemy of Chen Zhenren. The old man was thinking about it, and his eyes suddenly swept to the oncoming old man in white, and his body suddenly stiffened.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" the grandson asked curiously.

At this time, the group of people in the old man in white walked directly in front of them as if they didn't even see him.

"It's nothing, just seeing an old man. The old man bowed his head and hugged his grandson, but his heart brought endless turbulent waves.

"Why did he come? Didn't he say that he would never enter Huaxia in his life?"

"Is it for Chen Zhenren?"

Thinking of the ignorance of the old man in white, the more gloomy the old man's heart became, in his life, it is estimated that the gap between him and this great enemy is getting bigger and bigger, and there is no hope of revenge at all.

"I heard that his junior brother was injured and detained by Chen Zhenren, and when he returned from overseas, I am afraid that the entire Chinese martial arts world will set off a raging wave. ”

As long as anyone knows the news, none of them will question the old man's words.

Because this old man is Huo Zhen, the second master in Huaxia, he was already a martial arts real person decades ago! God knows what realm it is now.

The old man sighed in his heart.

Outside the Valley of the Medicine King.

"Brother Ba, it's really hard to endure these days, it's still cool in Nanshi before, and there are good shows to watch every day. A thin man next to him said with a sigh.

Don't look at this thin man with a few ribs or two, but he is also a famous person on the road below, once a person picked up a machete, he could chase seven or eight big men to chop, he also managed a bus station in Nanshi, and had shares in several entertainment venues, but at this time he stayed on the periphery of the Medicine King Valley to guard.

But the thin man has a proud appearance.

According to the thin man's words: "This is the Medicine King Valley, the legendary alchemy faction, which family sect does not rely on the pills of the Medicine King Valley, the so-called seven-rank official in front of the Prime Minister, if I didn't know Brother Ba, I wouldn't even have the qualifications to administer the Medicine King Valley as a dog." ”

"Go, look at the excitement of the fart, the elders of our Medicine King Valley and the predecessors of Sun Sheng of the Xingyi Sect have been abolished, do you still watch the excitement?" Wang Batian reprimanded angrily.

"Hehe, Brother Ba, don't blame me for telling the truth, I really haven't seen it, elder, you make me sad, I really can't be sad. The thin man said with a hippie smile.

Wang Batian snorted and didn't continue to say anything.

After all, he is only a gatekeeper in the Medicine King Valley, not even an innate martial artist, so he can't be a core disciple of the Medicine King Valley at all.

"But that Chen Mo is really powerful, I'm obedient, although I didn't see the battle with my own eyes, but then I went to see the scene, the wall is full of holes, just in the shape of a person, and he slammed his body into the wall, and many houses have collapsed, and the inside of the manor is really like a typhoon transiting, I can't imagine that it was caused by people. The thin man slammed his mouth and said.

"Brother Ba, is there really such a powerful person in the world?" the others doubted.

When Wang Batian heard this, his face showed a trace of disdain: "Hmph, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, naturally you can't believe it, a few days ago, Immortal Master Chen came to my Medicine King Valley, I was present at the time, and I watched Immortal Master Chen and the valley master fighting, Immortal Master Chen used a punch, and broke our valley protection array, that is called a terror." ”

"How strong do you say a person has to be to break nearly twenty centimeters of steel with one punch, even if we use a cutting machine, we have to cut it for half a day, right?" the thin man exclaimed.

"You are a mortal, you are an immortal master, do you know that the immortal master is a fairy-like character, and killing people a hundred steps away is a trivial matter. Wang Batian snorted coldly.

"Brother Ba, our valley master seems to be also a true Taoist, why can't he beat Immortal Master Chen? The valley master is a lot older than Immortal Master Chen, it stands to reason that his skills should be more profound. The thin man asked strangely.

The other guards' younger brothers around also looked at Wang Batian with puzzled eyes.

"Ahem, this...."Wang Batian was embarrassed for a while, after all, it was the valley master who was defeated, after thinking about it, Wang Batian still said: "Why?

"In my opinion, not only our valley master, I'm afraid that no other real person in this world can beat the immortal master, and the immortal master Chen is almost the first person in China. ”

Wang Batian actually hadn't seen Pei Donglai and the others, but in order to take care of the face of the valley master, he held Chen Mo to the sky, since Chen Mo was the first in the world, it was understandable that the medicine king valley lord would lose to him.

"No. 1 in the world? ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

Yes, Chen Mo is the first in the world, our valley master can hold on for so long, it's amazing, Sun Sheng and the others can't hold up a single move.

Wang Batian saw that everyone looked understanding, and couldn't help but show a smug smile in his eyes, and at this moment, suddenly a voice came from the door: "Chen Mo is the number one in the world?

"Who?"

Wang Batian frowned fiercely and looked over, and saw that outside the mountain gate, there was an old man with white hair standing there, the old man was wearing a simple white robe, carrying his hands, his back was as straight as a steel gun, and beside him, there was a man standing with his hands tied.

"Who are you?" Wang Batian was a little puzzled, and looked at the old man and found that he couldn't see through it, but he still said: "Even if they don't recognize it, but Senior Sun is the third master in Huaxia, Chen Mo can defeat Sun Sheng in one move, and he can also defeat our valley master, isn't it the first?"

"Hehe, Sun Sheng of the Xingyi Sect?" the old man showed a mocking smile in his eyes. "His Sun Sheng's kung fu is really practiced to the dog, I'm afraid I can't find a real person weaker than him now, Chen Mo defeated him, it's nothing, your valley master has just stepped into the Dao Law real person, it's nothing. ”

"You dare to humiliate our valley master?" Wang Batian's eyes suddenly widened.

The thin man and the others also stood behind Wang Batian in an instant, and they all took the machetes in their hands, and a few of them quietly took out their guns and stuffed them behind their pants, and the warriors in the valley deliberately found this group of people after being injured by Chen Mo, and it was not difficult to get a few guns.

"Is this an insult to him? The old man in white replied lightly. "Fifteen years ago, I also fought against Sun Sheng, and I was not yet successful at that time, but I only used nine moves to defeat him. ”

"What did you say?" Wang Batian's expression froze, and he looked at the old man in white with a suspicious look.

Sun Sheng is a veteran real person who has been famous in China for decades, and this old man can defeat Sun Sheng in nine moves, doesn't it mean that he is also a real person, and he is also a real person who is more powerful than Sun Sheng? But no matter how everyone looks, they can't see that the old man looks like a master, and at most his eyes are a little bright.

However, the man behind him, with his divine essence overflowing, has extremely heavy coercion on his body, and must be a great master, and his coercion is not even worse than that of the valley master.

The old man ignored him, but walked to the mountain gate and stopped in front of the bronze lion at the mountain gate.

This is made of pure copper, more than two meters high, extremely heavy, usually placed at the door as a suppressive feng shui gathering, and occasionally used to measure the strength of martial artists.

The one who can promote this bronze lion is at least a martial artist in the later stage of the day after tomorrow. Ordinary people use their strength to eat, but I am afraid that they will not be able to move this bronze lion.

"Not bad, it's enough!"

The old man walked around the bronze lion and nodded with satisfaction.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Batian and the others didn't know why at first, but suddenly their eyes widened, and their eyeballs seemed to jump out.

I saw the old man holding his hand to the lower part of the giant ding, stepping with both feet, and with a fierce force, he actually lifted the bronze lion weighing dozens of tons.

"Oh my God!"

The steel knives in the hands of the thin man and the others crackled and fell to the ground, their mouths wide open, staring at the old man.

If they hadn't been here every day, they would have wondered if the bronze lion had been replaced with wood.

"Boom!"

The old man stepped out in one step, and on the hard patterned stone slab, he stepped on a deep footprint. The ground shook as if an earthquake had struck.

"Knock! knock!"

The old man in white held the bronze lion in his hand like this, and walked towards the valley step by step, Wang Batian and the others stood aside, not daring to rise up at all, what kind of monster is this? You must know that even a real martial artist may not be able to lift the bronze lion.