In the past few days, Jiangbei has been shaken, and the Guo family, a martial arts family, for some reason, suddenly closed their doors and did not see any outsiders.

And all the industries of the Guo family outside were taken care of by the foreign personnel of the Guo family, and the core descendants of the Guo family were all retracted back to the Guo family, completely cutting off contact with the outside world.

There was an uproar in the upper circles of Jiangbei, and many big families sent people to Guo's house to inquire about the situation, but they were all closed without exception.

A few days later, according to people familiar with the matter, Guo Canghai, the martial arts master of the Guo family, was killed in the Guo family with one finger on the night of the other day.

The entire Jiangbei was shocked, but the person who revealed the news was reluctant to say more, and the Guo family seemed to be dormant.

But the actual situation was different, a message secretly came out of the Guo family and arrived in a mysterious organization in overseas Canada, and an hour later, this news came out of this organization.

Danmaple Valley, Canada.

This is an old forest, and it is said that this valley was bought by a mysterious Chinese man for a billion dollars, and since then it has become a private territory, and the place has been named Danfeng Valley.

Danmaple Valley is full of thirty or forty meters tall maple trees, and at the end of winter, the snow on the ground has begun to melt, and the bare maple forest is gradually pulling out new shoots.

A white man with blond hair was standing in front of his computer when he suddenly received a message from a parent organization.

After he skimmed through it, his face changed suddenly.

"Something happened to Huaxia, go and report to the teacher!"

After he said this, the blonde white man, named Oro, hurriedly picked up his laptop and ran towards the deeper mountains and forests with two white people, a man and a woman.

The one in the mountains liked quiet, so they didn't dare drive there.

About an hour later, the three of them came to a lake, the sky was obviously majestic, but the lake in front of them was as calm as a mirror, and there was not even a ripple on the lake.

The three of them looked and saw that in the center of the lake, a middle-aged man was kneeling cross-legged on the water, and under him, it was empty, only a reed was connected between the man and the water.

This person, relying on a reed the thickness of chopsticks, was suspended on the surface of the water.

Legend has it that the martial arts master can cross the river with a reed, which shows that this statement is true.

After Oro saw this scene, he was also secretly surprised in his heart.

'The teacher's strength has reached a higher level, and he is able to reach this realm! I am afraid that the control of internal strength has reached the realm of doing whatever he wants!'

Just when Ao Luo was thinking about this, the water surface that was originally as calm as a mirror suddenly boiled like dumplings and fried soybeans, boiling, and countless water droplets broke away from the water surface, condensed into a line, and attacked Ao Luo and the other three.

This drop of water was mixed with internal energy, more powerful than a bullet, and if it fell on these people, they would be instantly pierced into a sieve.

Seeing this, Oro and the others were so frightened that their faces turned white, and they didn't even mean to run, and knelt on the ground very decisively.

"Teacher, it's me!" exclaimed Oro as he knelt down.

"Humph!"

The man in the center of the lake snorted coldly, and the three of Oro had already closed their eyes in despair, but after these water droplets fell on the three of them, they didn't feel any harm, as if they were drenched in an ordinary rain.

But behind the three of them, a crackling sound came, and they looked back in horror, only to see that the trunks of a dozen maple trees behind them, like a hornet's nest, were full of translucent small holes, densely packed and shocking, which were pierced by those water droplets just now.

The small water droplet, which was originally lethal, turned out to be a murderous weapon in the hands of a middle-aged man.

'It's terrible, the teacher's use of internal strength has reached the realm of supernatural powers, if we make a mistake, I'm afraid the three of us will already be a corpse today!' Oro thought in horror in his heart.

The other two were not like this, their faces were pale, and their backs were soaked with cold sweat.

"Oro, I said, there is nothing important, don't come to disturb my Qing Xiu!" the middle-aged man said lightly, and no emotional fluctuations could be heard in his tone.

But listening to Oroor, this is already a reproach.

Oro hurriedly said: "Teacher, something happened in Huaxia. ”

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man's tone remained calm.

"Your junior disciple, that Guo Canghai from the north of the Huaxia River, is dead!" Ao Luo bowed his head deeply.

"Huh, dead!"

At this moment, the eyes of the man in the middle of the lake, which were originally closed, opened abruptly, and his eyes were like lightning, which was soul-stirring.

"I remember, Guo Canghai is a martial arts master, right?" the middle-aged man asked.

If other people in the martial arts world were here, they would definitely drop their jaws in shock, what kind of identity did this middle-aged man have, a martial arts master, who turned out to be his disciple?

"Yes, Guo Canghai was already a grandmaster thirty years ago, and now he is in charge of a lot of things in our overseas Hongmen in China, and now that he is dead, the Guo family is not only leaderless, but also many industries in Hongmen have been lost. Oro didn't dare to look up, and said 1510.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "This person has no talent for martial arts, I just gave him a few words back then, and he worshipped me as a teacher, although he won the title of martial arts master, but he has been stuck in the primary realm, just a junior martial arts master, if he dies, he will die, you can send another person to replace him." ”

"I've been enlightened here for three months, and I'm almost at the last step, so is this kind of trivial matter going to trouble me?"

Looking at the middle-aged man's indifferent look, Ao Luo only felt that the pressure in his heart doubled, so he had to explain hard: "The above has just received news from the Guo family, and a video has been transmitted, it can be seen from the video that the person who killed Guo Canghai is very young!"

"The Guo family also came with accurate news, that person had just turned eighteen years old, and he was a young grandmaster, and he thought that the teacher would be interested, so the student dared to disturb the teacher's cultivation. ”

"Young Grandmaster, not yet eighteen years old!" the middle-aged man's face finally moved.

His name is Lin Zhendong, and not many people may remember him now, but sixty years ago, in the Chinese martial arts world, he Lin Zhendong was called second, and no one dared to call him first.

At that time, Lin Zhendong, at the age of twenty-five, won the title of martial arts master, and later his strength became stronger and stronger, and with the power of one person, the entire Chinese martial arts world was breathless.

Lin Zhendong is arrogant, and extremely conceited, arrogant, and arrogant, he does have this capital. The name "Zhendong" was taken by him after he left China and fled overseas, which means "Megatron Oriental", representing Lin Zhendong's glorious deeds in the past.

It's just that I didn't expect that after Lin Zhendong left Huaxia and fled overseas, he actually joined the overseas Hongmen.

"What about the video materials?" asked Lin Zhendong.

Uror knelt there, respectfully lifting his laptop above his head with both hands, lowering his head.

"Teacher, here. ”

Lin Zhendong didn't speak, his body left the reed under him, and after the reed lost its support, it fell crooked into the lake, floating quietly on the surface of the water, but it was only about a meter long.

Lin Zhendong's feet did not step on the surface of the water, but suspended a foot away from the lake, his body was like an arrow from the string, galloping towards the shore, a circle of air waves exploded under his feet, splashing waves several meters high behind him, the lake seemed to be boiling, and the ripples continued.

"It's too powerful, could it be that the teacher has already entered the divine realm?"