"Master, is it true that Du is only twenty-nine years old in his life?"

On a plane to Jianghai, a young woman with a beautiful face, no powder, and a light blue coat pulled the clothes of the old man next to her and asked curiously.

As she spoke, the woman's eyes were full of curiosity and shock, because, in her cognition, there was no one who could step into the divine realm before the age of thirty.

Historically, the fastest martial artist to step into the divine realm is also thirty-five years old, and besides, he is from that place.

Kunxu.

Hearing the young woman's question, the old man shook his head helplessly.

He had a faint sense of crisis.

If a woman is curious about a man, and this man is still very powerful, then, it won't be long before this woman will definitely fall into it and can't extricate herself.

Slightly contemplating, the old man spoke.

"Xiaoqing, the age of Nadu's life, on the martial arts forum, has been announced, it will definitely not be fake, now, the world's martial artists, gathered in Wujiang, got off the plane, be sure to follow me closely, don't go the wrong way. ”

As he spoke, the old man's gaze fell on the woman.

He, an apprentice, has never known the way, and he is really afraid that after she gets off the plane, she will lose it.

"Oh, I know, Master, don't worry, I will follow you closely. ”

The young woman, nodding her head, reassured.

As soon as the words fell.

The radio rang out.

"Hello dear passengers, the plane is about to land and arrive in Jianghai, please return to your seat, fasten your seat belt, and put away the table in front of your seat, thank you!"

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The plane landed.

An old man and a young man got off the plane, got out of the airport, and got into a taxi.

The taxi driver was a middle-aged woman, and when she saw that the passengers were seated, she spoke.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing the driver's question, the old man spoke.

"Bright Moon International Hotel. ”

"Okay. ”

The driver nodded in response and clicked on the mobile phone navigation.

"Destination, Bright Moon International Hotel, Goofy map for you to navigate. ”

The car starts.

In the driver's seat, a middle-aged woman, through the rearview mirror in the car, glanced at the two people in the back seat of the car.

The old man, with his temples slightly raised, was obviously a martial artist.

Slightly concentrating, the middle-aged woman spoke.

"The two of you are also going to see the martial arts decisive battle?"

"Hmm,"

The old man nodded in response and said.

"It seems that in the past two days, the master has picked up a lot of people who went to Mingyue Lake!"

"Yes, since two days ago, I have been receiving people who go to the hotels and hotels around Mingyue Lake, I am afraid that the Mingyue International Hotel you are going to is full at this time. ”

Thinking back to the events of the past two days, the middle-aged woman had a smile on her face, this life-and-death battle in Mingyue Lake attracted people, so that she had attracted several times the number of guests on weekdays in the past two days.

"Then what should I do, Master. ”

Hearing that it might be full, the young woman suddenly said in a loud voice.

Hearing this, the old man turned to the young woman, smiled, and then said.

"It's okay, Master Zhang of the Heaven-Shaking Martial Arts Pavilion, I arrived yesterday, and I have asked him to open the room for us. ”

Forehead!

Master Zhang?

Hearing this, the young woman was slightly stunned, and then realized in her heart.

She understood that what the master was talking about must be their boxing master in Zhejiang City, Zhang Yiquan, who has always been known as "One Punch Man".

Master Zhang.

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Jiang Hai.

Time, 10 p.m.

"Ou, Cateron, it's a pity that you don't come, it's a life-and-death battle for the martial artists of the Huaxia God Realm!"

In the suite of the Royal Court No. 1 Hotel, Melissa, dressed in a layer of tulle and curves, was lying on the sofa and making a phone call.

On the other end of the phone, a voice came.

"Melissa, what's so nice about that, it has a god realm martial artist in Huaxia, and there are also ninth-level genetic warriors in my country,

The way of cultivation of Huaxia martial artists is different from that of my country, it is useless to watch more, so don't pay too much attention to it, find out the video as soon as possible, and let the Hulk Banno, the person who bows down to him, use all your strength to take him down. ”

"I understand, I'm Melissa, I haven't forgotten the purpose of coming to Huaxia this time, okay, don't say much, it's not too early for you, you have to go to the Pacific Ocean tomorrow, I won't bother you." ”

"Bye!"

"Smack!"

Melissa, hung up the phone, put the phone aside, got up from the sofa, and walked into the bathroom.

It's almost time, she needs to wash herself up, and then head to Mingyue Lake.

She wasn't interested in the Divine Realm martial artists, life-and-death battles.

She just felt that with such a grand occasion, the man in the video should also go, right?

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Time, two o'clock in the afternoon.

This moment.

Huaxia, Wujiang, Mingyue Lake, wind and clouds.

Almost all the world's warriors gather here.

After all, the divine realm, the decisive battle of life and death, for many people, is only seen in their lives.

Such a grand occasion is naturally indispensable today, on the Internet, popular anchors.

At this time, on the top of Mingyue Mountain, on the edge of the cliff, there was a group of men and women of about 30, who were the first-class anchors of a live broadcast platform in Huaxia.

In the crowd, a man with earrings and turquoise clothes looked down at the crowd of people down the mountain, and then said loudly.

"Look, it will be the top of the mountain, and you should thank me for finding you such a superb place. ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Le, you will start broadcasting in a while, I will go to your live broadcast room and throw ten super rockets. ”

Another person in the crowd said with a compliment.

When the voice fell, everyone agreed, there was no way, who made him Yang Le, the first brother of the platform?

Listening, the compliments of the anchors, Yang Le tilted his head and squinted his eyes slightly, he felt like he was going to float.

The next moment, his face changed suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky in front of him, and said in a trembling voice.

"Look, what's that?"

On the top of the mountain, everyone looked in the direction Yang Le pointed.

I saw that in the sky ahead, there was a person coming slowly.

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One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

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In the void, Shen Jianhe held a sword and walked slowly.

Bowing his head slightly, he glanced at the crowd of people on the shore of Mingyue Lake.

Hum!

Ant!

Yes, ants, for him Shen Jianhe, under the divine realm, they are all ants.

Gently touched the sword in his arms.

Shen Jianhe said softly.

It's almost there.

He had a hunch that after this decisive battle, he would be able to completely refine the energy taken out of his nephew Shen Rufeng's body.

At that time, he will be able to directly step into the realm of human immortals and enter the realm of the Chinese Holy Realm.

True detachment, the constraints of Kunxu and the law of China.

Concentrating slightly, Shen Jianhe glanced down again, not far away at Mingyue Lake, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Today's battle, let the world know the existence of my Shen Jianhe!"

The voice fell.

Shen Jianhe, one step out, disappeared into the void.

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