Chapter 1604

"But teacher, we don't know where he is. How can we find him?" Lianggong yingyue doubts.

Wangyue River waved his hand: "why should we go to find him?"

"Isn't he claiming to be the emperor of Jiangdong? I have my own way to ask him to come to us on his own initiative!"

Wangyue River chuckles, low words, then in this world, slowly swept.

No one knows what Wangyue river is thinking about at this time.

The next day.

When the first rays of morning light up the earth, a new day comes.

Jianghai, International Airport.

A cross ocean flight has just landed.

Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, an old man in a suit, with sunglasses, looks dignified and arrogant walking.

Behind him, two young men, a man and a woman, called out one master at a time.

"Ha ha ~"

"master, you are worthy of being the president of our Jiangdong Martial Arts Association. Your speech at the International Wushu exchange conference was brilliant in simple terms."

"Master, you can wait. I'll let the major media report on it tomorrow. Then, the number of students who come to our extreme martial arts school to protect their lives will increase dramatically."

The man and woman behind him kept complimenting.

The old man laughed but did not speak, but the pride and pride between his brows was very distinct.

However, just as they were just out of the airport, the wind suddenly began to blow around.

"Well?"

The old man's steps stopped at once.

"Master, why don't you leave?"

Behind him came the puzzled voice of his two disciples.

The old man was still silent and stood like that.

The face is deep, a pair of cold eyes, with serious and dignified, staring at the front.

After a long time, the old man's red lips trembled and pointed to the front like a ghost: "are you the sword God of Japan

In the face of the old man's panic, the figure in front of him was just a cold smile.

"I didn't expect that after 30 years, someone still remembered me."

The words fall, and then there is only a roar.

An old body, instantly fell to the ground, red blood, dyed the earth.

And the figure in front, in a very quick news in the crowd.

"Master, are you ok?"

"Master..."

the two disciples ran to see their dying master and cried.

The old man, however, was biting his teeth, and his mouth was full of blood. He trembled and said, "quick... Quick... Quick, go to... Find Lei... Lei Sanye, tell them, look at... Wangyue River, and come back."

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a few hours later.

It belongs to the Aotian martial arts school of Chen's group.

In front of the door, flowers and guests.

The brand-new red carpet stretches for 100 meters.

Around, all is a kind of fiery red festive atmosphere.

Today is the fifth anniversary of Aotian martial arts school. Wu Qingguang, the head of Aotian martial arts school, invited dignitaries from all walks of life to participate in the celebration.

It's natural and lively.

"Ha ha ~"

"master of Wuqing Museum, congratulations."

"You are worthy of being a famous martial arts master in Jianghai and a contemporary descendant of Yongchun. Since you became the owner of Aotian martial arts school, the business of martial arts school is booming."

"I'm afraid there must be thousands of students who have been taught these years?"

"It will not be long before the general president of Jiangdong Wushu Association will be the owner of Wuqing hall."

The crowd complimented.

Bang ~

however, at this moment, a dull sound suddenly came.

Then, the stone sculpture at the entrance of the martial arts school was smashed in an instant.