As this news spread, the martial arts world of the imperial capital of China blew up and spread around. But its influence was limited after all. Martial arts practitioners often fought against monsters and monsters, so there was no leisure to pay attention to these things.

They were amazed at best.

For example, remembering this interesting thing, it is used as a topic of conversation when tasting tea... This also indirectly proves the corresponding status of Han Dong's name in the martial arts world.

Han Dong is a legend and a contemporary genius!

It is just a matter of breaking through a Zhuo family, and it is not worthy of being too surprised and shocked.

However, the Chinese imperial capital gathered a large number of aristocratic families and martial arts sects. When he heard that the Zhuo family was almost destroyed, he couldn't help but feel a little touching and affectionate.

"but."

"The Zhuo family in this imperial capital was simply a desperate attempt, and they actually indulged Zhuo Bi as a custodian. Even if the down-and-out martial arts sects unite with each other, they can destroy Zhuo family." Some people sneered and disdained Zhuo's bad behavior.

Theft of the sect’s treasures is a serious crime.

It is useless to die in Zhuo Bicheng. A mere peak in the warrior realm cannot resist these responsibilities! The Zhuo family wants to draw a clear line with Zhuo Bicheng and shirk responsibility, which is simply delusional.

The anger of the Wushu Sect Alliance can be imagined.

"Zhuo's style is already a thing of the past."

"If you do not hesitate to make the aristocratic family prosperous, you will eventually suffer the consequences." Some people from aristocratic families began to sigh mercifully, feeling sad that the rabbit died and the fox was sad.

The aristocratic families are completely different from the martial arts sect.

The former uses blood relatives as a bond and focuses on immediate interests. The latter uses martial arts as the basis and focuses on reputation and long-term development. This is the difference caused by the essential differences in organizational structure.

...

A large martial arts sect, Lei Dao Sect.

Wow.

The waterfall in late March is a little cool, like the Milky Way hanging in the nine heavens, hanging on the blue and black rocks below, making a shocking sound of water splashes.

There is a figure in it, which is Li Gang.

Buzz!

Li Gang closed his eyes, his whole body remained as motionless as a mountain. He let the waterfall nearly a hundred meters high fall to his body surface and carefully experience the changes between the collisions of the water flow.

After all, he is a real Wuzong realm.

No matter how little waterfalls are, even if you face the tsunami, you can gather your strength and penetrate the overwhelming tide of tsunami. No matter how hard you try to fly over the tsunami, it is not difficult to do so.

Han Dong has the technique of climbing in the sun, so he can miss the air.

But this is by no means the only one.

As a large sect, Lei Dao Sect is slightly stronger than the former Qingshan Sect. Of course, it has all kinds of techniques of traversing the air, and some of them are even more powerful than climbing the mountain in the sun. With Li Gang's dignity

Identity is easily acquired.

Humph in an instant!

Li Gang let out a long roar, and a spark seemed to flash around the water, burning a few waterfalls and evaporating the sputtering water flow.

Complete the substantive internal force and interfere with reality!

Follow immediately.

He was soaring out of the wind, like the surging power of a dragon going out to the sea, surrounded by water flowing and falling in the air.

Li Gang stood still on the bluestone.

A disciple immediately congratulated me: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Li for furthering his Feng Feng skills. I'm afraid he will be a little more sharpened, and it will be easy to rise through the wind."

The younger generation of Lei Dao Sect was led by Li Gang.

The lower-level Wuzong realm, coupled with a skill that is proficient in a sect, makes Li Gang no less than the elders of the sect who have accumulated for many years.

certainly.

Li Gang has long been ranked as the elder today.

"Just a little trick." He was an elder, but he looked at the horizon with a disappointed look, his expression was obscure and complicated: "The gap between me and the genius Han Dong is really far away."

Hearing this.

The disciples next to him dare not say much. Everyone in the sect knows that Li Gang has already made sure to reserve a seat for contemporary genius, but no one expected Han Dong to emerge.

"He used the art of unity and defeated Zhuo Zhuo Yongshi in an instant. I was far inferior to me." Li Gang's face did not change, but the sparks in his eyes became stronger and stronger, like two volcanic magma that was about to collapse: "But I won't

If you complain, you should learn from this and make progress with courage."

Sparks spread between pronunciations.

The waist and back are straight, like the storm.

It is as if the sword is sharpened by the sharp edge of the sword, and the fighting spirit of the scorching sun is permeated. The coexistence of these twelve contemporary hidden dragons and Han Dong is both a sad and an encounter.

Either your mind collapses and your self-confidence will no longer be there.

Or continue climbing and catch up with Han Dong.

At this moment.

"Advice."

"You are about to leave soon, but you don't understand any other skills. I'll give you some advice." A powerful voice like a tiger contained the domineering attitude of looking down on this world, penetrated thousands of meters of air and directly passed into Li

Gang's ears.

This is Master Li Gang and the Wu Sect of Lei Dao Sect.

What?

So fast?

Li Gang's face was stunned, looked at the blue sky, chatted with the disciples of the sect, and hurried to the courtyard where his master temporarily lives.

He has become the lower Wuzong realm.

Of course, knowing the secret above the Wuzong, the so-called quota limit is just a false pretext. The root cause of the limitation that really troubles the Wuzong is the inexplicable power of nature.

...

Suhe City, Jiangnan Province.

Huhuh.

The breeze at the end of March blew the streets, and occasionally there were waves of air flowing, rolling up dust on both sides of the street.

Ning Moli, who was still wearing a black leather jacket and black trousers, carried his hands on his back and strolled around the community for the first time for two rounds before finally returning to the inside of the community and standing on the edge of the green lawn.

Hiss.

He held a cigarette.

Those turbid eyes secretly thought that the strongest power of the Zhuo family was Zhuo Yongshi. If you sneak into Zhuo family quietly, you will get a knife down, and you will get a knife down... from this side to the opposite side, and from the west to

It shouldn't take too long to go to the east.

But there is a problem.

As we all know, Ning Moli is a noble and upholding good qualities. If he goes to the imperial capital quietly, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of those aristocratic clans.

"well."

"It's really hard to deal with." Ning Moli showed a tangled expression and finally sighed.

If it is twenty-two years ago, even if there is a title of three-step Wuzong realm blocking it, what's the point? Just take a quick shot to properly solve the problem.

But now.

He was too weak and almost exhausted.

"Weak."

"I'm so weak."

Ning Moli shook his head, feeling quite like sunset. Those who don’t know the inside story would probably never guess that Ning Moli, who is as thin as a fire, still has the power of the Wuzong realm.

“Well.”

"Forgive others when you have to, and be a kind and kind person for the rest of your life." Ning Moli secretly warned himself, but dialed Han Dong's mobile phone number.

Doudou.

The phone microphone was coming from the sound of waiting for the answer.

Four or five young men and women passed by, fighting and making trouble, almost hit Ning Moli's weak body. The young men and women glanced at Ning Moli's old face, too lazy to apologize, chased and fought and left Ning

Mo Li's field of vision.

They didn't see it at all.

A trace of evil light flashed through Ning Moli's turbid eyes.

"Master?"

"Master?"
To be continued...