"who?"

"What a courage!"

"How dare you make trouble even if the master of Wu Qing Hall sits down?"

Everyone was shocked at the sudden change and looked around in anger.

At the end of the road ahead, two figures, a man and a woman, slowly emerged.

That man is an old man.

Although his beard and hair are all white, his tiger eyes are full of power. He is dressed in a blue shirt and long robe, making a hunting sound in the wind.

And that woman is a young girl.

Wearing a Japanese kimono, she looks absolutely beautiful.

However, at this moment, that gorgeous and pretty face contained a little bit of chill and murderous intent.

"Ah?"

"Who do I think I am?"

"It turns out there is an old immortal and a yellow-haired girl."

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Today is a happy day for my Aotian Martial Arts School. We are not the same as you."

After seeing these two people, some people smiled contemptuously.

However, no one noticed that Wu Qing, the master of the martial arts hall, immediately widened his eyes after seeing the decrepit old man, as well as the gradually more majestic old face.

"You...you are, Wang...Wangyue River?!!!"

Wu Qing's whole body was shaking violently, his old eyes were shrinking, and he was shouting wildly.

"Congratulations, you said it right."

Liang Gong Yingyue smiled faintly, and then suddenly drew his sword.

With a flash of green light, a coquettish line of blood appeared under the Milky Way.

Wu Qing suddenly fell to the ground.

Then, under everyone's frightened eyes, the old man and the young man immediately walked away.

Just like this, in just a few days, similar scenes appeared one after another in major cities in Jiangdong.

Not only Jianghai's Aotian Martial Arts School, but also Jingzhou's Thunder Martial Arts School, Yunzhou's Lieyang Martial Arts School and other well-known martial arts schools in Jiangdong were all kicked out.

The master of the martial arts hall is either dead or disabled.

Not only that, the heads of some well-known martial arts families, such as the descendants of Tai Chi and the descendants of Wing Chun, also suffered misfortunes and were brutally beaten and killed one after another.

After this incident occurred, it quickly swept through the entire Jiangdong martial arts world like a strong wind of level 12!

For a time, everyone was in danger.

Doubt, blood, fear`

All kinds of emotions fill everyone's hearts!

Countless people are terrified and curious, who is it? Who is it?

He is so capable that he dares to challenge the entire Jiangdong martial arts world with one person!

Could it be that Zhao Wuji, the former richest man in Jiangdong, is making a comeback?

Or is it that Meng Chunhua of the Meng family in Liaocheng is coming back from the ashes?

Just when everyone was wondering who the initiator was, suddenly, a piece of news came out, like a huge stone falling into the sea, and then it set off huge waves in the entire Jiangdong martial arts world!

It’s Wangyue River!

Thirty years ago, the Japanese sword god Mochiyuhe who swept across China and Jiangdong is back!

If a nuclear explosion occurs, countless people in the Jiangdong martial arts world will cry out in despair and everyone will be in danger.

Therefore, under endless panic, that night, Lei Laosan immediately contacted the leading bosses of major cities and decided to gather at the place where Mr. Chu held the Haitian Feast to discuss countermeasures.

That night, hundreds of millions of citizens had just returned home from get off work. Some were chatting with their parents, some were helping their children with their homework, and some were immersed in the tenderness of their wives, washing away the troubles all over their bodies with that unspeakable joy. exhausted.

The whole world seems to be business as usual.

However, how could they know that there is a turbulent undercurrent beneath this seemingly calm appearance.
Chapter completed!