The Crazy Son-in-Law of the Female CEO

Regardless of looking at the wound, Hua Yulong channeled his true energy again, and slapped the Xinghong sword that was attacking in front of him with his palm.

Jiang Yiran only felt a huge force coming from the blade of the sword, and the trembling long sword buzzed.

"Good soldier!"

Hua Yulong shouted loudly, admiring that this sword was not damaged in the slightest after being hit with all his strength.

Jiang Yiran was disdainful in his heart, you, a mere seventh-rank martial artist, want to destroy Xinghong Sword, who do you look down on?

This is a fusion of swords handed down from ancient times. If it is really broken by your palm, I will doubt the authenticity of the ancient emperor!
Shaking it to eliminate the tremor on the sword, Jiang Yiran slashed across with his sword again, striking towards Hua Yulong's side.

Unexpectedly, Hua Yulong seemed to have predicted his attack in advance, and when he stopped his sideways movement, a stream of real energy flowed, and Xinghong Sword flew forward with Jiang Yiran.

For a moment, Jiang Yiran's waist was in front of Hua Yulong's palm.

Jiang Yiran only felt an oppressive palm print on his body, which made his lungs tremble, and the Human Emperor's domineering body was broken before it could function.

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Jiang Yiran leaned on the long sword and looked back.

Hua Yulong smiled gently, if it wasn't for the bloodstain on his arm, he wouldn't be able to tell that he just fought a battle.

Jiang Yiran knew that his own strength was still far inferior to such a solid seventh-rank martial artist.

Even if he was able to use the magic weapons and mysterious skills to fight against Hua Yulong for a few rounds, there was no possibility of him taking down the opponent.

After all, his cultivation has just broken through the sixth-rank realm, and there is still a gap between the middle and high-rank warriors compared to the high-rank warriors!

But Jiang Yiran didn't intend to give up just like that, it was rare to have an opponent of a high-quality warrior, how could he just miss it.

For a long time, I have encountered Nether Palace and God Witch Sect, this kind of warriors who do not follow the right path.

Although their martial arts moves are also exquisite, compared with Hua Yulong's upright warriors, there are still some things missing.

For example, Huayulong's palm technique today is just a few simple moves, without any fireworks.

But what Jiang Yiran has learned all over his body is useless when facing the enemy, and he dissolves it in a calm and calm manner.

This made Jiang Yiran very curious, he didn't care about his injuries, he just swallowed a few elixir, and took the Xinghong sword, and rushed to attack again.

Close combat, this is Jiang Yiran's only chance of winning!
Although Hua Yulong used a pair of fleshy palms and Jiang Yiran used a long sword, it seemed that Jiang Yiran shouldn't fight in close combat.

But Jiang Yiran can take back the Moon Heart Ring at any time with his Xinghong Sword, and he doesn't care about abandoning the sword. Anyway, he is not a swordsman, and he can't fight without a sword.

Seeing Jiang Yiran rushing forward again, Hua Yulong smiled slightly.

Since you want to fight in close quarters, let me show you what Dragon Transformation Palm is!

Hua Yulong has practiced his palm strength for decades, and his fleshy palms have already been trained to be as transparent as white jade.

Of course Jiang Yiran didn't rush up to take another blow, he suddenly withdrew his Xinghong sword, and temporarily suppressed Hua Yulong's attack with his soul-suppressing eyes.

A dark dagger appeared in his hand, which was one of the treasures collected in the Nether Palace. It was originally worn by the Lord of the Nether Palace.

When Jiang Yiran dropped the bony long knife, he felt unwilling and took the dagger away.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days of work, this dagger was put to use.

"Chilong dagger! You put the master of the Nether Palace..."

Hua Yulong collected his mind, but he saw the origin of this dagger at a glance, isn't this the beloved item of the Lord of the Nether Palace?

It is said that it is always carried on the body, how did it end up in the hands of this kid?

"Hahaha... I took it from his corpse!"

Hua Yulong's heart trembled, he was a master who was one step away from the seventh-rank realm, otherwise he wouldn't have paid attention to it.

Unexpectedly, the old palace master who had been in the rivers and lakes for decades, died at the hands of a young man, what a pity!

Jiang Yiran caught Hua Yulong's momentary opening.

A light and shadow shining with green and gray aura struck Hua Yulong's side waist, tearing through his clothes and leaving a trail of blood.

Hua Yulong, who was injured again, began to look gloomy.

The palms no longer rotated slowly as before, but slapped several palms in a row, and the power of each palm was superimposed, towards Jiang Yiran who was holding a dagger and was about to attack again.

Jiang Yiran didn't dare to take it head-on, so he quickly turned around and got behind Hua Yulong, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

Hua Yulong missed a single hit, he felt annoyed for no reason, his hands flew around, a qi ball was formed, and he turned around and threw it backwards.

This blow made Jiang Yiran feel the great danger, and he didn't dare to resist, he jumped again and turned behind Hua Yulong again.

The zhenqi ball hit the ground like a cannonball, smoke and dust billowed, and a large pit full of gravel appeared.

Jiang Yiran secretly swallowed, feeling terrified.

"Seniors have profound skills, but juniors have only a short time to practice martial arts, so I won't accompany you today, I will come to ask for advice another day!"

Jiang Yiran put down his words and didn't stop, he just moved into the crowd with a flash.

Hua Yulong's eyes were wide open at first, and he wanted to keep him, but Jiang Yiran mixed into the crowd, surrounded by the children of the major families in Zhonghai.

This made Hua Yulong dare not take any more casual actions, so he could only put away his skills resentfully, and looked coldly at Jiang Yiran who was flying away.

He knew that he couldn't keep the other party this time, and the next time we met, Jiang Yiran might not be in the sixth stage.

At that time, can he still beat him like today?
Hua Yulong sighed in his heart, he finally knew why he was so anxious, he was really scared!

I am afraid that this young man in his 20s will surpass himself at some point, and defeat him openly.

In that case, the reputation I have accumulated over the past few decades will be greatly damaged!
Thinking of this, Hua Yulong became ruthless.He glared fiercely at Fatty Zhang who was not far away. He never felt that his fat body was so suitable for lighting an oil lamp!
Chairman Zhang was terrified by Hua Yulong's eyes, and the fat all over his body shook for a while, rippling away like water waves.

He quickly stepped forward and complimented loudly: "Congratulations to the owner of Huaguan! Today he won another sigh of relief for us Zhonghai people, and the Jiang who beat the Dongjiang River ran away in embarrassment!"

President Zhang could feel Hua Yulong's uneasiness, but he had no choice but to take advantage of the heat and make Hua Yulong famous, which was a little compensation for him.

Hua Yulong snorted coldly, and left the place without looking back.

Although Fatty Zhang is a genius, he doesn't know how cruel the world of warriors is. Such a reputation is to step on Jiang Yiran, Hua Yulong really dare not want it!