The first rich son-in-law

The sky and the earth are full of dazzling golden light.

The whole audience can only be seen clearly with a perfect cultivation base, that is to say, at this moment, apart from the parties involved, only the alcoholic can barely see clearly.

"Get out of the way!" The drunkard shouted, pushing all the people around him out with strong wind.

Keng!
In the next second, the entire hall seemed to collapse in an instant, and the entire ground sank.

This sword, the sword energy alone is already terrifying!
Jiang Beichen didn't move.

He took the sword abruptly.

And it was followed by one hand.

Now that he can use about [-]% of his strength, he wants to see how powerful this half-step martial saint's blow is.

The mentality of purely playing tickets did not take it seriously.

However, when he continued with his bare hands, he was disappointed.

He only used two slender fingers to pinch it.

weak!
Simply too weak!

It seems that half-step Wu Shengzhao is still far behind Wu Sheng, more than a star and a half.

But at this moment, Yu Wenlie was a little confused.

It even feels incredible.

From his point of view, even if the opponent is Yizhimei, at most she is as strong as him.

But now it seems that it is not the case at all!

This kid actually took his own sword with two fingers!

Moreover, you must know that it is the Longquan sword, adhering to its own real vitality, even the strong who have just stepped into the martial arts may not dare to underestimate it.

I didn't expect the other party to take it so grandiosely, and seemed very confident from the beginning.

"impossible!"

"Come again!"

Unconvinced, Yu Wenlie tried hard to pull the Longquan sword out of Jiang Beichen's fingers.

But he was horrified to find out.

Can't move!

The Longquan sword seemed to be frozen, and it could not be drawn out no matter what.

This, how is this possible?

Yu Wenlie's eyes widened, and soon cold sweat dripped down his face.

It was only when he saw the playful corner of the other party's mouth that he understood.

People didn't take him seriously from the beginning!

It's like treating ants!
"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

"How can you be so strong!" Yu Wenlie couldn't help roaring, with an unacceptable expression on his face.

But he couldn't accept it, because the sword just couldn't be pulled out.

"Stronger than you think!"

Jiang Beichen sneered, then rubbed his fingers lightly.

The Longquan sword groaned violently, as if trembling, and in the next second, there was only a snap, and it split from the middle in an instant.

At the same time, a strong force spread from Broken Sword in an instant. Before Yu Wenlie had time to react, he vomited blood and flew backwards as if hit by a car.

Boom!

On the far wall, a large font appeared directly.

At this moment, the golden light dissipated, and everyone was stunned.

The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange, defeated!
And the defeat was so tragic that they were all beaten into the wall!
"too weak!"

Jiang Beichen sighed and shook his head. This was a bit weaker than he had imagined, and it couldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as rubbish.

Reed!
But at this moment, somewhere behind Jiang Beichen came from among the unremarkable crowd.

Just when Jiang Beichen withdrew his skills and completely slackened, a cold light came in an instant.

Then, a silver light flashed, and the knife fell like thunder!

"not good!"

Jiang Beichen's eyes trembled.

Unexpectedly, at the scene, there is actually a half-step Martial Saint powerhouse with real vitality hidden!
"Beichen!"

Fang Yi just walked towards Jiang Beichen at this moment, wanting to celebrate, but unexpectedly caught up with the cold light, almost subconsciously, she hugged Jiang Beichen's back.

Reed!
A silver dragon-patterned sword pierced Fang Yi's shoulder in an instant, and it also pierced Jiang Beichen's shoulder.

At this moment, Jiang Beichen's pupils suddenly tightened.Immediately, the canthus was about to split.Turning around abruptly, he waved his palm towards somewhere in the sky.

boom!
In the shocked eyes of everyone, a black warrior figure suddenly fell from the sky, spit out a big mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground.The samurai looked about 50 years old, and his face was extremely ferocious.

"Hojo Hideaki!" The alcoholic's pupils trembled.

Great!
I didn't expect it to be a guy with this knife style!

Hojo Hideaki is the originator of the Yidao style, the special ninja of the Japanese country, and one of the top ten powerhouses in the world. Let alone them, even Jiang Beichen himself was careless in such an assassination.

Because it never occurred to him that he was lurking among the many guests from the very beginning!
In fact, Jiang Beichen had already noticed when the other party started, but the distance was too short to react!
So, catch the Tao!

"Let's go together and kill this doggy Japanese dog!"

The drunkard yelled and rushed up with a group of masters.

"idiot!"

Hojo Hideaki clutched his chest, his face extremely ugly.

He was seriously injured by Jiang Beichen's blow.

In fact, he has been watching from the sidelines.

If he hadn't seen Jiang Beichen's true strength, he would not have used this method of sneak attack.

After all, he is already a half-step Martial Saint after leaving the customs this time.

But seeing Yu Wenlie's defeat so miserably, he didn't dare to push him too hard, and he didn't dare to be tough.In order to avenge his cousin, he could only sneak attack!
Obviously, the sneak attack was successful!

However, he was also seriously injured.

But no matter what, he is also a half-step martial saint, even if he is seriously injured, he is not something that drunkards and others can deal with.

欻欻欻!
He swung a few knives in an instant, as fast as lightning.

The bodies of the two masters suddenly stopped, and in the next second, their bodies separated instantly, and they were dismembered on the spot.

Only the drunkard rushed forward, but he was also slashed. Although he avoided the vital point, he was still slashed in the shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly.

Roar!
The alcoholic seemed to be insane, holding the sharp blade, as if he wanted to die with the other party.

But Hojo Hideaki drew his knife suddenly, stepped back in small steps, and disappeared into the darkness instantly.

"You come out!"

"Come out!!"

The drunkard yelled loudly.

The other party dared to hurt his master, he wished he could cut him into pieces.

However, the other party's ninjutsu is too good, and the strength is much stronger than him, so he can't detect the other party's trace at all.

But at this moment, Jiang Beichen ignored Fang Yi and hugged Fang Yi who was about to slip, his scarlet tiger eyes trembling violently.

"Fang Yi...Fang Yi!"

Jiang Beichen grabbed Fang Yi's slipping hand fiercely, but he couldn't hold it.

That sword is too powerful!
Moreover, this person is extraordinarily cunning, he didn't strike together with Yu Wenlie, but he chose to give him a fatal blow when he was most relaxed.

If it was himself, he would be injured at most.

But she didn't expect Fang Yi to be so stupid that she blocked the knife for herself.

"Fang Yi..." Jiang Beichen burst into tears, dripping down.

Fang Yi is just an ordinary person, although this knife did not hit a vital point, but the energy of the knife has already broken his heart.

Even if he has superb medical skills, it is absolutely impossible!

Not even Nine Ni!

Da Luo Jinxian is here, but it won't work!

"Fang Yi!!" Jiang Beichen's heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe, his heart was filled with guilt, and that jade hand couldn't hold it no matter what.

Fang Yi really left without even a last word before she died.

Really can't come back.

"Fang Yi, wake up, I promised my adoptive father to take good care of you!"

"I beg you to wake up!"

Jiang Beichen knelt on the ground, holding his delicate body that was gradually cooling down, and fell to the verge of collapse.He kept screaming in grief.

"Brother..." Jiang Lai was beside him with tears streaming down his face.

She knew that elder brother Fang Yi still had feelings for her.

It's just that he is already married, and out of morality and responsibility, he has always maintained a distance.

Unexpectedly, this estrangement has become a permanent regret.

The elder sister Fang Yi who wanted to be the elder brother and daughter-in-law had completely passed away.

But at this moment, no one saw that a drop of clear tears quietly slipped from the corner of Fang Yi's tightly closed eyes, dripped gently, and dripped on the beautiful and retro copper bells in his hand.

Ding!
The sound seemed to strike deep in the soul.

Jiang Beichen opened his eyes in disbelief. In his gray eyes, he suddenly saw two red energy clusters floating into the bell like cotton.

"Jingle Bell!"

The crisp bells kept ringing, and there seemed to be a voice in Jiang Beichen's mind.

"Beichen, I will always...wait for you..."

As soon as the voice fell, everything fell into silence.