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Tianfu Province.

Neighboring Anseong.

Mingyue Mountain.

Halfway up the mountainside, a large cluster of antique buildings towers.

The quaint bluestone steps meander upward, endlessly, as if straight into the clouds.

At the end, there is a tall archway, and there are three vigorous and powerful characters written on the top: Nankun Gate.

Nankun Gate is an ancient martial arts school that has been inherited for nearly 500 years, and there have been many moving poems in the magnificent history of the Dragon Kingdom.

The most famous and tragic is that in the thirties of the last century, the economy of the Dragon Kingdom was depressed, the mountains and rivers were about to break, and small countries invaded and slaughtered.

Countless capable people have come out of the hidden place to defend their home and country with full of blood.

Nankun Sect, which was in its prime, was not left behind, and raised its entire disciples to go down the mountain to fight against thieves.

At the time of departure, three thousand people.

In 13 years, he traveled to eight provinces and participated in 32 battles.

When the resistance to the enemy was won, there was only a seventeen-year-old one-armed boy left in Nankun Gate, who got a pennant and silently returned to Mingyue Mountain, practiced painstakingly, recruited disciples, and passed on Nankun Gate.

It's a pity that with the development of the times and the changes of the years, the so-called ancient martial arts have long been lonely.

The Dragon Kingdom is gradually flourishing, except for the four borders, the years of fighting and killing no longer exist.

In the era of economic supremacy, in the era of entertainment to death, Nankunmen and other ancient martial arts sects lived too hard.

The current master of Nankun Gate is no longer the hero who sacrificed his life and death in order to resist the invading enemy.

Driven by interests and survival, Nankunmen gradually changed, becoming a gray force that takes people's money and eliminates disasters for others.

Don't ask right or wrong, don't distinguish between good and evil, give money and do things.

First, Nankunmen did things neatly and neatly, creating a lot of bloody cases, but leaving no evidence.

Second, the strength is strong, and low-key, and there are also martial arts gyms and other businesses on the surface, and the master of Nankun Gate also has a high social status.

Third, every time before dispatching people to do something, they will also investigate the identity of the target and know how to make trade-offs.

In this way, basically not many people know that Nankunmen is secretly doing such a thing.

However, Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky.

Those who are evil will eventually be judged.

A truck came and stopped at the foot of Mingyue Mountain.

After Lei Cang got out of the car, he looked at Mingyue Mountain, which was shrouded in darkness, and the corners of his mouth outlined a fierce aura.

Behind him were twelve elite members of Southern Xinjiang who Xu Nan had sent from Nanshan Villa.

Each of them carried a coffin in one hand.

In the coffin, there was the corpse of the Nankun Sect disciple who went to kill Cui Yunting, but was killed instead.

"Go up the mountain."

Lei Cang drank coldly and took the lead in moving forward.

The steps are steady, not hurried or slow.

Nearly half an hour later, on the mountainside of Mingyue Mountain, under the huge archway, Lei Cang stopped.

"Who?"

The two Nankun Sect disciples rushed out quickly, their eyes cold.

Lei Cang grinned.

Twelve people behind him threw them together, and the twelve coffins fell neatly to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Ben General, Lei Cang! Ordered to destroy Nankun Gate! ”

The bloodless broad-backed knife slashed through the night with brilliant swords.

Bang!

The huge archway collapsed with a bang.

In the smoke and dust, it turned into ruins.

The two Nankun Sect disciples were shocked and furious.

Shout!

Red flares are lifted into the air.

Nankun Gate was alarmed.

Lei Cang stood there motionless like a tower, his rough face full of disdain.

The twelve people behind him are also like stone sculptures.

Whew......

The people of Nankun Sect came one after another, and after hearing the report of the two disciples, their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Dozens of Nankun Sect disciples quickly rushed towards Lei Cang and the others.

Lei Cang grinned, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared.

With one hand, the brilliant sword reappears.

Bang......

The ground was torn apart with a hideous scar, and stone chips flew wildly.

More than a dozen Nankun Sect disciples flew out screaming, vomiting blood and dying as they fell to the ground.

"Presumptuous!"

The roar was like thunder, and a figure galloped in, and a big hand slapped towards Lei Cang.

Lei Cang raised his hand and swept with a knife.

The figure rushed forward and stopped, quickly retreated, and stopped after dodging the sword.

This is an old man with white hair, and his old face is full of horror.

At that moment just now, he had a strong sense of life and death crisis spreading in his heart, and he didn't dare to carry the knife hard, so he dodged.

Now, it seems too wise.

Otherwise, he will surely die under this sword!

"Who the hell are you?"

The old man trembled patiently and asked in a deep voice.

With such a violent and powerful existence, it is impossible for Nankun Men to take the initiative to provoke it.

"Die!"

Lei Cang didn't answer, he stomped on his feet, and his burly figure rushed forward like thunder, and when he approached the old man, he jumped up violently, raised the broad-backed knife with both hands, and slashed straight down.

Under the snow-white sword light, it was the frightened face of the old man.

Bang!

The earth shakes like a mountain.

Lei Cang's knife slashed down.

The ground was torn apart by a crack of almost two meters, spreading more than ten meters away!

Everywhere Dao Mang went, more than a dozen Nankun Sect disciples died.

Lei Cang was unmoved, just tilted his head slightly, and his eyes were fierce.

Not far away, the old man was terrified, but he was still alive.

Beside him, stood a middle-aged man with a long beard, his eyes shining with a glint and his temples bulging high, quite like a grandmaster.

This person is the current master of Nankun Gate.