"Iga-sama! You want to avenge our master! ”

In a quiet room, the faint agarwood was lit, and several Fusang men in their forties were dressed in vegetarian clothes, crying bitterly.

They are the heirs of the Hokushin Nunnery and the heirs of the contemporary Hokushin family.

It has been seven days since Duan Zhen visited the preaching hall and killed Beichen Nunnery with one palm.

In the past seven days, Duan Zhen sat at the Duanjia Fusang headquarters and never made a move again.

On that preaching field, he only killed one person in Beichen'an, and the rest of the nearly 1,000 Fusang youths present were only injured.

So the most painful of them is the Beichen family.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Beichen family, you should get up first."

Iga Yuan was dressed as an onmyoji, with a tall pointed hat, and his aura was faintly illusory, and he really looked like a great priest who communicated yin and yang.

He looked at the few people who were kneeling on the ground and kept crying, sighed in his heart, and said:

"Please forgive me for not being able to do anything."

The people on the ground knelt deeper when they heard this, their heads hitting the ground violently, and their voices became more and more miserable and mournful.

"Iga-sama! We beg you, please avenge us! No matter what the cost! ”

Iga Yuan stood tall and helped a few people up.

He looked at one of the men who was crying the most miserable, and slowly spoke:

"Brother Beichenyan, mourn."

"Iga-sama!"

Beichenyan's eyes were red from crying, he was the eldest son of Beichenan, and after learning that his father had been killed in the dojo, he vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

After waking up, he and his family rushed to the scene to collect the body of Beichen'an, and then began to ask for help and revenge.

In the past few days, he went to the Shiba family, the Miyagi family, the Funakoshi family and other families that he had befriended in the past.

But none of these families were willing to help.

At first, there were a few families who were willing to meet them, but later, all the martial arts families refused to even meet them as if they had received some rumors.

They eventually found Iga Gen, the leader of Fuso's martial arts world today.

This time, I was willing to meet with him, but I didn't expect that as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he could not do anything to refuse.

"Lord Iga, my father had a deep friendship with you during his lifetime, so please avenge him!"

Beichenyan sat paralyzed on the ground, a man who was almost fifty years old, his face turned pale and weak because of the constant crying.

He still had a white turban tied around his head, and he was dressed in a vegan body, and his whole person exuded extremely sad emotions.

Iga Yuan poured tea leaves for a few people and brewed a pot of hot tea.

A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I said at that time that if Duan Zhen wants to come, just let him go." Brother Beichen... Ay! Why do you want to venture alone! ”

Between the words, Iga Yuan looked at the Beichen servants who were still kneeling outside the hall, and what they were holding in their hands was the photo of Beichen'an.

Today is the seventh day after the death of Hokushin-an.

"You... Let's go back. ”

Iga Yuan stared at the photo of Hokushin-an for a long time, then closed his eyes tightly and finally said these words.

"Iga-sama!"

"Please! As long as you avenge our family master, our Beichen family will only look forward to you in the future! ”

"Your Excellency!"

Beichenyan's group suddenly knelt on the ground again, kowtowing constantly.

Bright red blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows, and the ground was roaring.

But Iga Yuan didn't react anymore, he closed his eyes, as if he was in a trance.

Kitazuhiko and his party knelt for several hours, and Iga Yuan sat quietly for several hours.

The air froze to the point of dead silence, and Iga Gen never opened his mouth again, as if he had an iron heart.

In the end, Beichenyan and his party finally left sadly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Beichen. One Wang Chao has made it difficult for us to compete with the Fusang martial arts world, and if we go against the Duan family again, my Yamato national fortune may not be guaranteed. ”

Iga Gen suddenly stood up after Kitazuhiko and his party left.

He was holding an invitation in his hand, on which was a document exchange letter from the Nanyang country.

Nanyang Tangmen martial arts exchange team, team leader, Wang Chao.

"God don't bless me Fusang..."

Yi Heyuan never thought that just seven days after Duan Zhen came, Wang Chao would actually come.

These two people, one oppresses people with great momentum, and the other is the best in the world in kung fu.

Fuso martial arts, at this moment reduced to the lowest point.

He stood in front of the quiet room, looking at the huge word "forbearance" in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

…….

"Wang Chao is coming?"

Duan Zhen walked leisurely in Nagoya, ready to see the long-awaited cowherd culture, and saw the person who had been in charge of paying attention to Wang Chao's recent situation brought the news.

He looked at the communication post on it, and his heart was a little uncertain.

At this time, it stands to reason that it is not the time for Wang Chao to officially visit Fusang.

"Nanyang Tangmen? Is the time ahead of schedule..."

Duan Zhen thought about it in his mind, as if he was thinking about the next step.

He remembered that Wang Chao's visit to Fusang was between the last year and two years before the martial arts tournament began.

That is, it will be two years before it is implemented.

At this stage, Wang Chao was also in Nanyang to integrate the Chinese martial arts circle at home and abroad, as well as the battle with the leader of GOD.

After all these forces are integrated, they will come to Fusang in the name of Huaguo to communicate.

"Young master, they will arrive tomorrow, and there are only more than ten people in the list."

Duan Shiyi spoke on the side, he was now wearing a soft and flowing Hanfu with a long sword tied to his waist.

He is not very old, just a few years older than Duan Zhen, and with that cold face, there are many Fusang girls who turn around and stop when they walk on the road.

There were even people who came up and asked for his phone number.

"I didn't expect you to be quite handsome? It's all over me! ”

Duan Zhen watched as Duan Shiyi coldly and wickedly rejected another girl's accosting, and spoke a little ridiculously.

Duan Shiyi is the person who has been by his side for six years in the Dragon and Snake World.

After six years of day and night together, the two have long been like brothers.

It's just that Duan Shiyi usually acts as a subordinate servant, and rarely makes some jokes with Duan Zhen.

"Young master, aren't you going to see the Cowherd culture?"

Duan Shiyi was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect to have such a big return rate in Fusang.

I don't know if it's because the clothes are good-looking, or if the people are handsome.

"Hahaha, let's go, I've wanted to see it for a long time."

Duan Zhen laughed, put his arm around Duan Shiyi's shoulders, and walked towards the famous cowherd shop not far away.

……

On a private jet to Fuso, Wang Chao sat in his seat, holding a gesture of a fetal fist in his hand.

His heart beat slowly with the gesture, from extremely intense to extremely faint.

Like a car shuttling through the speeding road, it suddenly accelerates to the limit, and then abruptly slows down.

Between the cycles, the churning of qi and blood changed to an extremely violent degree.

And all these changes are very subtle, almost silent.

Even Huo Ling'er and Tan Wendong, who were sitting next to him, couldn't hear a single thing.

This is a terrible scenario.

How terrifying can it be when the heart of a master of national arts beats violently?

Duan Zhen alone, when he burst out with the power of dreaming into divine power, the giant python swallowing pill and the great toad of the outer gang when he turned into strength, that heartbeat was like a reservoir that opened the floodgates, roaring and bursting open.

Not to mention the masters above the Dan Dao.

During the outbreak, the heartbeat is like the sky, and the drum is the norm.

And in the same way, at this level of national art masters, how powerful are the five senses?

Not to mention sitting together, even from a distance of dozens of meters, they can hear the subtle blood flow on each other's bodies, and see the holes in the opening and closing of the breath.

But Wang Chao's heartbeat change, whether intense or weak, makes it difficult for others to notice.

It seems that at this moment, Wang Chao has gathered all his mind, and the breath in his body is isolated from the outside world, forming a small world inside.

The heart seal mother fist, turning the sky upside down.

This is the effect of Wang Chao's quiet practice of boxing on the plane.

His national art has entered the level of breaking the void and seeing that the gods are not bad.

He has been practicing martial arts for six years and is the first in the world.

"Master, I heard that Duan Zhen went to Fusang seven days ago and killed the head of the Beichen family, Beichen Nunnery."

Huo Ling'er looked at Wang Chao and spoke softly.

"Oh? I know this person in Beichen'an, I heard that he is about to break through the Dan Dao, and he pulled out the sword with one hand to cut out the supernatural transformation, and it will take some means to solve the unexpected Dan Dao. It seems that Duan Zhen has not stopped in the past few years. ”

Hearing this, Wang Chao slowly opened his eyes.

When he closed his eyes, the heavens and the earth were still, and all the sounds were silent, as if they had fallen into eternal night.

And as soon as he opened his eyes, it was as if a creature that was running the universe was revived, and his eyes were open for daylight, and the candle illuminated the world.

Although his words were light, they carried a kind of round and vast heart.

It was as if the sun, moon and stars of the entire universe were revolving around his gravitational pull.

Vast, atmospheric, majestic, round.

Even Huo Ling'er and Tan Wendong, who had reached the moment of transformation, instantly felt depressed and obscure, as if they were alone in the vast universe.

Fortunately, this breath was only a flash, and it quickly returned to normal.

"Master, you're an old classmate, it's not easy."

Huo Ling'er blinked, her eyes revealing an undisguised infatuation with Wang Chao.

She worshiped herself and practiced martial arts under Wang Chao for a few years before breaking into the strength, and the progress of martial arts was extremely fast, and Wang Chao's patient guidance was indispensable.

And the more she came into contact with Wang Chao, the more she felt that no man in the world could compare to Wang Chao.

That kind of temperament and fist intent far surpassed anyone she had ever seen.

Gradually, she looked at Wang Chao so stupidly that she forgot what she wanted to say later.

"Ling'er? What happened to you? ”

Wang Chao looked at his apprentice suspiciously, and a little indescribable meaning flashed on his face.

He also knew Huo Ling'er's heart for him, but his heart was only in Tang Zichen.

"Ahh Master! I'm fine! ”

Huo Ling'er was stared at by Wang Chao like this, and her face suddenly turned red, and she continued to speak after a long time:

"I heard Zhao Guangrong say, this Duan Zhen can be a sword!"

"Edgeworth?"

"yes, yes! There is also the old man Liu Yufei of the Daquan Gang, and the elders of the Hongmen Tangmen, didn't they go to Huaguo together a year ago to participate in the Laoshizi martial arts exchange meeting! We were going to go too! ”

Wang Chao listened to Huo Ling'er's words and recalled what happened a year ago.

At that time, the three of them were also going to participate in the martial arts exchange meeting initiated by Duan Zhen, but later the informant came with the news of Tang Zichen, so he immediately left Huaguo and went to Nanyang.

"The security of that martial arts exchange was too close, and we couldn't find any news, so we just heard that these people who came back began to retreat one by one, as if they were contemplating something."

Huo Ling'er said mysteriously, telling the story of the martial arts exchange meeting.

"I don't believe it! If there is such a thing, why can't those people beat Master? Why don't you take out a flying sword and make a sword light for a thousand miles? ”

Tan Wendong, who had been sitting on the side and had not spoken, suddenly spoke, he had also heard of this rumor, but obviously he didn't believe it.

"You're going to die! Don't interject! ”

Huo Ling'er glanced at Tan Wendong and continued:

"Moreover, Duan Zhen killed Beichen Nunnery this time, and there were almost a thousand young Fusang warriors present at the same time. In the information I collected, almost everyone said that they saw Duan Zhen standing in the air, surrounded by demonic winds, ten feet tall, like a demon, and his every move could lift hundreds of catties of rubble! ”

"Standing in the air, surrounded by the demon wind, ten feet tall..."

Wang Chao was still listening to it interestingly, but when he heard this, he shook his head and flicked Huo Ling'er's smooth and white forehead with his fingers:

"Ling'er, read less novels! You secretly stayed up late again last night. ”

"Master! You hit me! ”

Huo Ling'er rubbed her forehead painfully, and was about to say more, when she saw the plane slowing down and taxiing.

While the group was chatting, they finally arrived at the land of Fuso.

"Duan Zhen..."

Wang Chao was the first to walk out of the airport, he looked at the vast and distant sky in the distance, and didn't know what he was thinking.