"Out of customs? That's right, I've been in retreat for six or seven days, and I don't know if my uncle has broken through to the super martial artist level. Chen Feng said secretly in his heart, paused, and said, "Okay, I'll go over here, let's go." ”

"I'm going too?" Chen Ke'er pointed at herself with a little finger, and said with a puzzled face: "Brother, the master of the iron gate asked you to come over, why should I go with me?" ”

"Ke'er, there's something my brother hasn't told you yet. In fact, the Lord of the Iron Gate is our own uncle...... Father Chen Tianxing and mother Tie Xinlan are a pair of rangers...... At that time, my mother had a falling out with my grandfather...... Although it is a good thing to fight injustice and act chivalrous, it is easy to cause trouble...... The black-hearted bloody Mo Luoke killed our parents......" Chen Feng immediately told Chen Keer as he walked.

The main hall of the Iron Sword Gate, in the meeting hall.

The main sect master, Tie Bailie, sat on the Taishi chair directly above, and the four elders below him and Tie Binghe sat on either side.

"Disciple Chen Feng, see the sect master and the elders." Chen Feng took Chen Ke'er into the council hall.

"Well, everyone is here, Feng'er, Ke'er, you can find a place to sit by yourself." Tie Bailie said.

"Ke'er, sit on the master's side." Third Elder Sun Biyun said with a smile.

"Yes, master." Chen Ke'er ran over with a grin.

"Cousin, there's a seat next to me." Tie Binghe said to Chen Feng.

"Hmm." Chen Feng nodded slightly.

"Actually, the main reason for summoning everyone here this time is to tell you one thing." Tie Bailie said, suddenly stretched out his hand, and an internal force surged out, only to see that the cup of tea on the coffee table suddenly flew up out of thin air and landed steadily in Tie Bailie's hand.

"Telekinesis!" Chen Feng's eyes lit up, "Uncle really broke through." ”

"This ...... This internal force is out of the body, Senior Brother Tie, have you broken through to a super martial artist? Great Elder Zhuo Lihong hurriedly asked.

"The internal force is out of the body, and the object is taken from the air. This has always been something that only super warriors can do. The door owner must have broken through. The other three elders all looked excited, and they all set their eyes on the sect master Tie Bailie.

Tie Bailie took a sip of the tea in his hand and said with a slight smile: "As everyone said, I did get through the second vein of Ren Du and broke through to become a super martial artist. ”

"Hahaha, great, our Iron Sword Gate has finally come out with a super martial artist." Xiong Yingzhuo laughed loudly: "In the future, I want to see that gang that dares to underestimate our Iron Sword Gate." ”

"Yes, congratulations to Senior Brother Tie for becoming a super martial artist, my Iron Sword Sect's strength will surely flourish." Third Elder Sun Biyun said with a smile.

"Well, it's certain that our Iron Sword Gate will increase in power, and now we have a few old guys to support it, and in the future, there will be Feng'er, Binghe, and Ke'er, their three little geniuses. There is every hope that it will become a large sect. Tie Bailie laughed loudly: "This time I summoned everyone to come, in addition to announcing that I have broken through to become a super martial artist. I also want to tell you that I decided to travel to the Central Plains Martial Arts in a day or two, and strive for a breakthrough in the "Xuantie Sword Technique". As for the affairs of the gang, it is up to everyone to help deal with them. ”

"Don't worry, the owner of the door, we will definitely take care of the affairs inside the door properly." Great Elder Zhuo Lihong said.

"We will handle the affairs inside the door, but the Central Plains Martial Arts Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the master is like a cloud, I hope Senior Brother Tie can be more careful." Fourth Elder Ding Chengsong said.

"Senior Brother Ding, why are you always cringe, Senior Brother Tie is now a super martial artist, and he is already standing in the upper echelons of the entire Ancient Martial Continent, except for the old immortals who live in seclusion in the mountains and rivers of various places, what danger can there be." Second Elder Xiong Yingzhuo said with a big grin.

"Senior Brother Tie, don't worry, go and travel, there are so many of us watching inside the door. Recently, the rivers and lakes have been very calm, and nothing will happen. Third Elder Sun Biyun said.

"Haha, my Iron Sword Sect is full of talents now, there are six or seven martial artists alone, and there is Feng'er, a quasi-super martial artist, the master of this sect really doesn't have to worry." Tie Bailie said loudly: "In this case, today's meeting will be like this first, everyone should go back and rest." ”

Suddenly, everyone immediately took their leave and left their seats and left the chamber.

……

Blue sky, white clouds.

A blue-feathered pigeon swept through the air and flew forward at great speed.

In the Central Plains, far away from Jinyang City, there are mountains and mountains, ancient trees, swamps, lakes, and peaks everywhere, dotted with dots.

It is full of vitality, far better than the four frontier countries. At the same time, the ore is abundant, and the elixir is everywhere. But there are also fierce beasts roaring in the sky, swarms, and a terrible danger lurking. The weak have basically become food for fierce beasts here, or die from the plundering of their own kind, and only the powerful sects can survive.

Among them, there is a mountain peak, as high as more than 7,000 zhang, there are five mountains, the mountains are close together, like five fingers, straight 1 into 1 sky.

There are many black maple trees growing on the mountain, making the whole mountain peak as black as iron, like a cold iron palm print to the sky, looking at it from afar, it is terrifying.

This mountain is called Heifeng Mountain, which is famous in the Central Plains martial arts. Because there is an extremely powerful gang located here, and that is the Iron Palms.

A dark stone chamber, a huge iron basin, and a blazing fire. The iron sand in the iron basin was extremely red under the scorching flames, exuding a rolling heat wave.

Directly in front of the iron basin, a black-robed man, exuding a terrifying aura all over his body, his palms flashing with black light, hovering vigorously, paddling back and forth in the blazing iron sand. Rolling iron sand, like a plaything, tossed up and down in his hands.

"Report to the helper, there is an urgent letter from the Eastern Han State Branch." An Iron Palm Gang disciple stood at the door of the stone chamber with a red envelope and letter, and bowed.

"Hmm." The black-robed man slowly finished his work, and all the black qi in the iron sand was inhaled into his palm.

Opened the red envelope, and as he read, the black-robed man's brows frowned slightly, and he said lightly: "Call Wushi to see me." ”

"The disciple obeys." The Iron Palm Gang disciple immediately retreated respectfully.

A moment later, an eight-foot-tall man in the prime of life walked in, wearing a pair of knee-length black pants, with a bare upper body and a dark complexion, revealing strong muscles. On his back was a black iron rod more than seven feet long, and the two ends of the iron rod emitted a cold black light, which was daunting.

This person's name is Wushi, and he has a terrifying title in the martial arts - 'Crazy Devil Stick', and Crazy Devil Stick Wushi ranks 56th in the "Billboard".

"Wushi, this seat orders you to lead the four red-clothed elders to the Eastern Han Kingdom to destroy the Iron Sword Gate, and you must leave no one behind." The black-robed man sat on the Ugin throne and said in a deep voice.

"Subordinates obey." The mad devil Wu Shi responded slightly, and then turned around and left the stone room directly.

"The iron cloth shirt has always been only known to the previous gang leaders of this gang, why would a small disciple of the Iron Sword Sect also have this mastery." The black-robed man looked thoughtful.

"Gang leader, in fact, the Iron Sword Sect is just a small sect, in the eyes of the disciples, it is enough to send only two red-clothed elders." An iron palm below helped the disciple to make a suggestion.

"Mouthy!"

The black-robed man's face turned cold, and suddenly a surging internal force roared out, rolling the disciple of the sect backwards. The black iron hand slammed into his throat and twisted slightly.

"Click!"

The skull rolled to the ground, blood spurting from the skull.

For a while, the disciples standing guard on both sides of the stone room were silent, their heads lowered, and they didn't dare to take a breath.