In a courtyard house covering an area of acres in the western district of Haizhou City, a plaque is hung on the vermilion gate, with four words written on it: 'Shenwei Wuguan'.

At this time, in the main room, a sturdy old man about sixty years old, sat on the first place, picked up the celadon tea cup on the table of the eight immortals, blew the hot air, and gently took a sip of tea.

A young man on his left hand glanced at him, with a happy face, and said, "Dad, this time I finally got rid of the iron fingers." ”

The old man nodded, very pleased, and said, "The long-cherished wish of the previous generation has finally been fulfilled by me. ”

I don't know what I thought, he said with emotion: "Iron Finger Iron Palm Family, I didn't expect that a hundred years ago, Iron Finger produced a genius, at the age of forty, he had already achieved great success in the martial arts world, and he broke into a huge reputation in the martial arts world, because he did not agree with the ambition of the head of the family at that time, so he went out independently."

Since then, my iron boss has made a long-cherished wish, I must extinguish the iron finger vein, and hundreds of years have passed, seeing that the iron finger is about to be cut off, I didn't expect a Lin Doudou to pop up, but in the end, it seems that God is still on my side. ”

The two people who talked were Zhou Dingjun, the current head of the Iron Gate, and his son Zhou Yang.

They relied on this Shenwei martial arts hall to teach students, make friends with dignitaries, and made a great reputation, although they are not as good as martial arts families such as the Long family, but they are also a force to be reckoned with in Haizhou City.

When Zhou Yang heard the words "Lin Doudou", for some reason, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was a thorn.

It's no wonder that when Lin Xuancai was weak, he was already a martial arts grandmaster, the first on the heavenly list, and he was famous all over the world, and he was more than thirty years old, and he was able to break through to the dark energy level, and he was even more famous in the martial arts world.

How can he not be jealous?

The world is jealous!

I'm afraid it's not just him, I'm afraid that the old, middle-aged and young martial artists in the entire martial arts world are jealous of Lin Xuan.

If the news of Lin Xuan's death hadn't come out, I'm afraid they would just mumble behind their backs and complain.

But when the news of Lin Xuan's death reached his ears, each of them felt as if they had eaten ice cream on dog days, cool from the inside out!

At the same time, all kinds of rumors came out.

"Hmph, I don't think this Lin Doudou is anything, it's really beyond his strength, he dared to go to Li's house to make trouble, and in the end he deserved to die without a whole body. ”

Zhou Dingjun could also understand his son's careful thoughts, and sighed secretly.

"By the way, your second uncle should also come back, you go outside to pick it up!"

Zhou Yang wanted to vent a few words, but when he heard his father's instructions, he had to swallow the words again.

"Yes!"

......

The night wind blew, blowing up the fallen leaves of the plane trees on the ground, making a rustling sound that sounded a little oozing in this silent night.

Lin Xuan looked at the vermilion gate in front of him, as well as the plaque of 'Shenwei Martial Arts' hanging on the door, raised his steps, stepped on the steps, and walked step by step.

This should be the place where the Iron Master is located in Zhou Tiejun's mind.

He had just walked up the steps when he heard a squeak, and a bright light came through the crack in the door, and the light grew louder and louder, and the door opened.

Zhou Yang opened the door and saw a handsome young man standing outside the door, and the first thought that came to his mind was 'He looks so good!'.

There are such beautiful people in the world! It's like a character who came out of a painting

"Who are you? Come to my ......"

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a chill on his forehead, as if there was a drop of water there.

Instantly, he lost consciousness and fell to the ground with a thud, his body just stuck on the high threshold.

A red dot suddenly appeared at the center of his brow and began to bleed outward, staining his face red.

The moment he opened the door, the first time he saw it, Lin Xuan knew that he was Zhou Tiejun's nephew and the son of Zhou Dingjun, the head of the Iron Gate.

Through Zhou Tiejun's memory, Lin Xuan knew that his nephew usually did a lot of bullying things, and even raped a female college student, and finally spent money to settle it.

This kind of person is innocent.

In addition, since the day he entered the martial arts realm and picked up the sword, he should have the consciousness of being killed.

Lin Xuan stepped over the threshold and entered the courtyard.

And Zhou Yang's corpse, which was lying on the ground behind him, suddenly poured out blue flames from his body, exuding an icy aura, and in the blink of an eye, he was burned to the ground.

At the same time, with a squeak, the two doors closed by themselves, and with a bang, the deadbolts were inserted by themselves.

The night breeze blew and whirred, and the two antique lanterns on the blowing gate dangled as if nothing had happened just now.

......

Zhou Dingjun, who was sitting in the first place in the main room, was never in such a good mood as he was now, his whole body was transparent and comfortable, and he even began to hum a small tune involuntarily.

He held up the celadon teacup on the table of the Eight Immortals with his hand, smelled the strong fragrance of tea, blew lightly twice, and was about to drink it, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and he felt that something was wrong.

It's so quiet around!

It's scary!

He put the teacup on the table of the Eight Immortals, faintly made a precautionary gesture, looked around with a pair of eyes that exuded fine light, but shouted loudly: "Which way of the hero passed by my iron master, please come out to see, if there is anything that is not well received, please take care of it." ”

No one responded to him, as if there was no one at all.

The surroundings are still quiet and terrifying, and the silence is terrifying.

At that moment, an unusually clear footstep broke the silence.

Step, step, step!

A young man with a slender figure and an abnormally handsome figure appeared at the door and appeared in Zhou Tiejun's sight.

When he saw this young man, Zhou Tiejun also had a thought in his mind: 'How can there be such a good-looking person in the world'.

Immediately, he reacted, now is not the time to think about this, this young man can appear at the door quietly, and he didn't notice it at all, which means that the man in front of him is definitely a master who is no less than himself.

Or a person who is good at hiding his figure.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why did you come to my Divine Mighty Martial Arts Pavilion?"

Lin Xuan had a playful smile on his face and said, "I've only been away for more than two months, so doesn't the Zhou Sect Master know me?"

"Are you?" Zhou Tiejun's eyelids jumped, his heart sank, and his pupils suddenly dilated when he looked at some familiar faces in front of him.

"It's you!"

"It seems that the Zhou Sect Master remembered me!" Lin Xuan sneered.

Zhou Dingjun's heart was like falling into the abyss, he didn't expect Lin Xuan to be alive, for an old man like him, he understood it at once.

"The Li family misunderstood me!"

He knew that Lin Xuan would not spare him, so he did not open his mouth to beg for mercy, but was ready to fight to the death.

As soon as he put himself in a position, the iron sand palm that had already been completed exuded a jade-like light.

The silver light flashed like a spider's web, exuding a sharp aura.

A line of blood appeared up and down Zhou Dingjun's body, spurting blood outward, and the next moment, Zhou Dingjun's body collapsed, turned into a pile of meat, and fell to the ground.

White pieces of fat and flesh, crumbs of bone, with a glare of blood, mixed together.

Lin Xuan turned around and left, walked out of the door, looked at the dark sky, and the swaying branches in the courtyard, with a faint smile on his face.

"It's a nice weather tonight!"

A ray of light rose up, tearing through the darkness of the night and flying into the distance.

The flesh and bones that fell on the ground gradually blackened, as if there was a fire roasting, completely carbonized, and finally blown by the wind, turning into a little dust and disappearing.