With the departure of Lin Zhenshan and the others, the atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed. [No pop-up novel network]

Wang Chan didn't bother to do anything to these two people here, but just shook his head, as if he was saying to himself: "Murderers are always killed, will the general inevitably die in battle? If there is really someone in this world who can kill me, it should be such a fascinating thing for me." Hey, when will so many people who have died be purified? I hope that after this incident, all grievances will be dissipated with the wind....... ”

The masters of the older generation, the dead are dead, the waste is wasted, the glory of martial arts during the Republic of China is gradually dissipating, and the successors of the new generation seem to have few people who can carry the banner of this quintessence of the country. As for practicing boxing to the extreme, pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, so as to hold the Yuan Shouyi, and thus step into the Dan Dao, except for Wang Chan, there is almost no at all.

Now, Wang Chan stands on the top of the highest peak, looking back, the Chinese martial arts in modern society is such a withering scene. Fortunately, the country is bigger, and the population base is also large, although there are fewer and fewer people practicing boxing, but it is still a large number when calculated seriously. Among them, there are not a few young people with excellent boxing skills, such as Lei Ting and Lei Ting, two brothers and sisters, as well as the daughter and apprentice of Su Hanshan of the Northeast Gang, and several other rising young people, this is only what Wang Chan has seen.

Looking at the country, there should be many masters who are not famous and unborn to live in seclusion, teach apprentices, and pass on ............ in one line.

However, these younger generations, no matter how amazing and brilliant they are, and how hard they work, are not one like Wang Chan who entered the Dan Dao before the age of thirty and achieved the innate realm. It's not just them, even if all the people who practice martial arts in China are combined, I'm afraid there isn't one.

And this is almost equivalent to the fact that in the next few decades, there will not be much change and improvement in the martial arts world.

Although Wang Chan never thought that such a behemoth as the Lin family would easily succumb to his hands, Lin Zhenshan's words before leaving also indicated that the Lin family would never back down, and would rather be with themselves than for the sake of broken jade, when these words are brought back, they will definitely be ready to mobilize all their forces to defend it to the death. But in Wang Chan's heart, he still regarded these people as dead people.

Wang Chan is not a murderer, and he is not willing to kill innocents indiscriminately, his purpose in entering Beijing this time is only to kill the first evil, and he does not have the slightest intention of exterminating the Lin family, but the idea is the idea, once he starts to move, the situation is ever-changing, but he will not only be diverted by his own mind, and when the time comes, a large group of people will rush forward, but Wang Chan will not be soft.

His idea is simple, that is, "Whoever kills me, I will kill whom!!"

Looking at the back of Lin Zhenshan's departure, it can be imagined that tonight in the capital is another complete sleepless night, a family, a force, gradually like a meteor across the night sky, countless casualties. I don't know how many masters are going to die under his own hands in this battle, Wang Chan couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Since the marriage of Neidan in the great forests of Siberia, Wang Chan's boxing and martial arts have stepped into the highest realm, and the whole person's surname has become tranquil, and the fierce temper of the past seems to have been replaced by another new idea and spirit, and a grandiose and boundless temperament has gradually sprouted in the surname.

Although he will never be soft on what should be done, and he will never let go of his pure thoughts, Wang Chan still feels some regret for the fate of those who have been doomed to death on the eve of this move.

They all practice boxing, but because of their different positions, they fight for the life and death of others, and in the end, I don't know if these people will regret it!!

Wang Chan had just swallowed the sword qi, and the reason why he wanted to show such a hand in front of the old man without scruples was for many reasons, in addition to deterring the opponent and making his people panic, so as to pick down a cloud of aura from Lin Zhenshan's body without knowing it, the main reason was to show his attitude to the old man in the seat. Or it can also be called a faint demonstration.

A style like him would have been extremely stupid for any master in the world, but when it was placed on Wang Chan, a land immortal, it complemented each other and was reasonable. He has the capacity and identity to be on an equal footing with the country's highest-ranking leaders on another level.

It is precisely because of such a thought in his heart that Wang Chan also clearly knows that after two high-standard meetings last night and this morning, there has been a general trend in himself that almost no force in this world can reverse, and it is impossible to resist.

So, just half an hour after the incident, in Jingshan Park outside the back gate of the Palace Museum.

An old man with only a simple dress on his body, a ruddy face, and white hair sat cross-legged in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, with two snow-white eyebrows hanging down, and the breath on his body was natural and fresh, blending in with the surrounding environment.

It is the ancestor of Hongmen who left Honolulu in the United States not long ago and returned to China.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining warmly, and Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde stood on the steps outside the pavilion.

"Wang Chan is really back, it seems that my previous decision was not wrong. Only relying on those people in Yuben and South Korea, plus Zhukov in Siberia, no matter what, there is still no way to take this person, it seems that his ability is getting more and more powerful, and the heir of the king of Kwantung should not be underestimated!" This actual helmsman of the Hongmen General Hall has just learned what happened in the narrative of Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde, and has also confirmed all his conjectures for a period of time.

"The intelligence said that he practiced a flying sword, broke into the Russian military camp in Siberia, and killed countless people with one thousand, although I don't know if there is any exaggeration in this news, but just now he did show a hand on the dinner table and spit out a flying sword, and the white light blew it, blowing a porcelain bowl alive. And threatened that tonight, when the moon is in the middle of the sky, he will come to our Lin family to take revenge and kill people. That's why I'm in a hurry here to inform you, I hope you're ready. ”

Lin Zhenshan repeated Wang Chan's methods and words word by word, and the expression on his face was blue and gloomy.

"Hmm? There is still such a thing?" Hongmen Ancestor's two long eyebrows trembled upwards suddenly, and his expression was also slightly stunned: "With one as a thousand, break into the barracks, and still retreat with the whole body? What kind of flying sword has such great power? Could it be that this Wang Chan has already practiced to the realm of the unity of body and sword at a young age, and can control the sword in the air? This is impossible. However, the kung fu of spitting out sword qi is also ordinary, it is just a technique of carrying Zhou Tian and refining the essence of the five organs, and the Wudang faction has a kind of kung fu of big toad, as long as ordinary people have deep kung fu, they can also exhale into a sword after practice, and kill people invisibly two meters away. But this kind of thing, when ordinary people use it, it takes a long time to brew, and it can't be used in actual combat. ”

"That's not the case, Ancestor!" Lin Zhenshan is also a general in the army after all, and at least he still has the vision to distinguish things: "That Wang Chan is not just as simple as spewing sword qi from his mouth, but a piece of light, a silver-white light, I saw with my own eyes that after the bowl was covered by this piece of light, it disappeared immediately, and then this light flew around the room three times like a living thing, and then it was swallowed back into his body." In the past, Ye Tianshi of Xishan had also performed flying swords, although it was powerful, it was only within a hundred steps, which seemed to be very different from Wang Chan. The ancestor still has to be careful, otherwise once he underestimates the enemy, he will regret it for the rest of his life. ”

"It doesn't matter if you regret it or not!" Hongmen Old Ancestor's raised eyebrows slowly fell: "The important thing is that I now know his methods, and that's enough." However, what I am more worried about is that after today's incident, now that he has achieved the general situation, he has no worries, and if he does something, I alone will not be able to keep your whole family safe. ”

"Indeed, after a meeting this morning, I turned around, and at this time, I am afraid that the news has been spread through various channels, and the situation is extremely unfavorable to us. And this Wang Chan is a stubborn person, he has to make inches, and he has no intention of agreeing to mediate at all, and he actually expressed his will naked in front of the chief, and it seems that the chief also acquiesced in his will...... , Let's go back immediately, discuss with the old man, and arrange the manpower first. It's a pity that the time is too tight now, otherwise if I call back, more than a dozen instructors from the Wolf Tooth Brigade can all be pulled to deal with the ....... ”

Song Mingde's eyes flickered, and a scorching color faintly appeared between his eyebrows. The analysis of the situation was profound and thorough.

"So you can't wait to die at home, after you go back, you should notify Zhenshan to take an inventory, and then go to Baiyun Temple together for two days. In the past few days, I have an old friend from Sichuan who also lives there, although I can't ask him to come out to help, but as long as he is there, even if Wang Chan passes my level, it is useless, at least he can keep your Lin family elite from losing. It is not impossible to make a comeback after the event. ”

Hongmen Ancestor suddenly sighed and slowly stood up from the inside of the pavilion. Condescending, looking down, between his expressions, there is a lonely color that can't be erased.

"That's right, there's no need to be a tough guy like this puppet, it's okay to move somewhere for now. The son of the daughter can't sit down, we can't go toe-to-toe with Wang Chan at all, as long as tonight, his words have been spoken, but he can't be fulfilled, see how he ends. Although this man is unreasonable, he is a man who is worthy of trust...... Lin Zhenshan frowned fiercely and said: "The chief's meaning is also very clear, the opportunity is this time, if not, Wang Chan will mess around again, I am afraid that no one will follow him, when the world is so big, let him become an immortal, as long as he is still on the earth, he will not be able to accommodate him." It's just that Ancestor, what kind of holiness is that friend of yours, and you can be so respected by your old man, if this is the case, how can we invite him out! When the time comes, the two of you will join forces, won't you be able to kill Wang Chan and eliminate future troubles. ”

"It's not like that. Hongmen Ancestor said the reason very calmly: "This friend of mine is a real hermit, when the Republic of China, he and I were fortunate to practice under an old man in Qingcheng Mountain for a few years, and we have the friendship of a senior brother. However, this person, who has cultivated the true sword immortal technique, the rules of the master, no matter when and where, he cannot participate in the battle between mortals, if I hadn't returned to China this time and gave him the news, he would not have traveled all the way from Qingyang Palace to meet him. It's just that after this time, it's goodbye, if I hadn't begged him three times and twice, I'm afraid he wouldn't even stay in the capital for a few more days. ”

"But I, in my life, mostly dragged down by mundane things, in the early years, I fought fiercely, harmed countless people, and only in my later years did I pick up the previous homework, halfway to become a monk, practice qi and self-cultivation, I have missed the best time, not only is it difficult to reach the highest level in this life, but now it is the end of life. When I was in Shanghai, I was poor, and I took a good relationship with your old man, and now I should pay it back. Wang Chan is a person who has already married Neidan, and his boxing and martial arts have all reached the top. Moreover, there are endless supernatural secret techniques, and there is a shadow of a long-lost soldier on his body, and he has even cultivated into a sword immortal, which is simply a demon. With his ability, in this world, the person who wants to repel him head-on, I am afraid that even my nominal senior brother will not be able to do it, so he can only stalemate. ”

Hongmen Old Ancestor sighed several times in a row, his eyes looking up at the light and cloudy sky, "Because of this, this battle between me and him is more interesting, although I can't fight him with martial arts, but it's not all without the slightest strength to fight back." I have studied the I Ching gossip all my life, but my supernatural powers are all above Qimen Dunjia! ”

"Are you ready for everything you prepared some time ago?"

"In accordance with the drawings of the ancestor, inside and outside the courtyard, all of them have been moved, a full thirteen tons of fine jade materials are buried in the ground, as well as all kinds of jadeite, mutton fat white jade, and thousands of catties of copper lions that are old, all of them are available, just waiting for the ancestor to personally set up the array. Lin Zhenshan nodded. "In addition, I have also arranged the required manpower in advance, all of them are vigorous and vigorous middle-aged men, all of them have eaten and drunk well these days, they have eaten big tonic drugs such as old ginseng, they are full of energy, everyone is a first-class good hand, they have killed people, they have seen blood, as long as the ancestor gives an order, they can be told to die. ”

At the same time, although he had already guessed that the Lin family must be prepared, and he also knew that today's matter would definitely spread to the outside as quickly as possible, Wang Chan was not bothered by this kind of thing. As soon as the matter was over, he also followed what the old man said and then talked nonsense to Lei Hengduo, and after only saying hello to Old Man Zhang, he went out on his own.

Although when he came, the inside of the red flag car was all blocked, and he couldn't see any scenery outside, nor could he hear any sound, but these couldn't hide Wang Chan's mental induction, but the breath was released, and in his heart, he had a clear understanding of the place where this big courtyard was located, which was more effective than any standard map.

The boundary of the capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, several dynasties have regarded this place as Chengdu City, the place where the old man lives seems to be quiet and quiet, and he can't hear the slightest noise from outside, as if he is located in the deep mountains. But in fact, this place is really in the middle of the city, but it is surrounded by red walls, and it is isolated from the inherent planning of the city.

Moreover, this large courtyard is a part of the imperial city garden in the past, very close to the Forbidden City of the Palace Museum, Wang Chan just passed through a few courtyards, he heard a very slight footsteps in the distance, and then a voice came into his ears far away: "You are Wang Chan?

Wang Chan smiled lightly, as if he had already felt something, and when he looked up, he saw six or seven men in civilian clothes, but walking with a straight body, a cold face, and a fast wind under his feet, and a stable mountain above his waist.

The oldest of these people will not be more than thirty years old, each of them naturally exudes a strong military nature, and six or seven walked together, the steps under the feet are uniform, the momentum is like a rainbow, when the left and right are separated, it also faintly forms a kind of formation that best responds to the enemy, it seems that there are springs under the feet, as if they have to deal with sudden events anytime and anywhere, at first glance it is the kind of guard personnel who have undergone the most professional training.

"These people are all guards here, they must be the master bodyguards of the Central Guard Regiment, and they are from the same unit as Zhou Yinqiao. Wang Chan stopped, swept over with a faint glance, and had a number in his heart: "This guard is the leader, the aura on his body is the most condensed, obviously he is a person hiding in the old man's room at that time, behind the screen, and the hostility towards me is also the greatest, the others are his subordinates, it seems that they are going to find a place for Zhou Yinqiao." ”

These people are the guards in the guard squad around the old man, just now when the old man was there, they couldn't get out, and now the old man is taking a lunch break, this person himself quietly slipped out, called a few subordinates, grabbed in front of Wang Chan Wang Chan, and blocked the road.

"All of them are masters of using guns!" At a glance, Wang Chan immediately saw that these six or seven masters were all sharpshooters who played with guns, the joints of the fingers and index fingers were thick, and the muscles of the shoulders and forearms extending to the elbows were also thicker than other places.

Real sharpshooters are all piled up by bullets, no matter how good their talent is, it takes tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of practice to produce results, which is no easier than practicing a boxing technique and martial arts. Just like this trait in them, Wang Chan had also seen it in Zhou Yinqiao before.

(To be continued)