The son-in-law of the female president

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Someone's face was as white as paper, his face was terrified, and his eyes widened suddenly.

They had never seen Jiang Tong's martial arts supernatural power, which sprayed a beam of flames from his eyes, like a fairy casting spells.

Unexpectedly, even the soul of a person can be refined, and there is a figure in the flames with terrifying heat, struggling in pain.

But no sound came out, as if these flames completely isolated the outside world.

With a few flicks of the fingers, under everyone's horrified eyes, Elder Qishan was transformed by life and death.

So far, the strange blue flame dissipated in the air.Taking a closer look, the place Elder Qishan was just now was completely pitch black.

The ground is about to melt, and it's terrifying.

Jiang Tong's eyes slowly turned back, looking at the others.

The tone was indifferent: "The Medicine God Valley attacked me because I once beheaded the master of the Medicine God Valley and had a grudge against me."

"What are you waiting for to attack me?"

An old man with wide sleeves and long robes, with a white head and white beard, stood up, and his aura grew stronger.

Indifferently said:
"No one can refuse the benefits promised by Medicine God Valley to us. People die for money, birds die for food, and warriors of my generation are no exception."

The rest of the people also nodded secretly.

If he hadn't paid a big enough price, just a little kindness, how could Medicine God Valley invite seven martial arts masters?

Jiang Tong sneered: "I'm afraid you will die enjoying it."

After finishing speaking, Shenyin flew over through the air, and Jiang Tong flicked his sword and howled.

Then his body shook, like a human sword fused together, and suddenly cut out a bright golden rainbow, which turned into a sword light, and wandered around the field.

The remaining eight people, all in martial arts cultivation, gritted their teeth and pushed to the extreme.All kinds of magic runes, martial arts and Taoism seem to be free of money, and they are thrown all over the sky.

It's just that at the moment when it collided with Jianguang in the air, these high-grade magic weapons were all chopped off without being able to support them for a moment.

One of the thunder seals was even split from it, and the whole room was full of thunder and lightning, as bright as day.

The two real men couldn't dodge in time, they greeted the sword light with their bodies, their cassocks were split open on the spot, and endless sword energy came out through their bodies.

A large amount of blood rained down in the air.

If it wasn't for the critical moment, the two of them used the bottom-of-the-box trick to barely protect their bodies.This sword alone can cut them down.

It took less than ten minutes for everyone and Jiang Tong to fight before Jiang Tong beheaded the two elders of Medicine God Valley, seriously injuring several people.

Everyone's face was as gloomy as water, and their eyes were wide open.

Full of disbelief looking at Jiang Tong who looks like the undefeated god of war.

Faced with the eight great masters alone, he still gained the upper hand, forcing these people to dodge left and right, and they were ashamed.

"Everyone, don't keep your hands, otherwise no one will be able to get out today."

Someone spoke in a deep voice.

Everyone's complexion changed, and finally sighed softly, with a flash of distress in their eyes.

They used their own life-saving tricks one after another, and finally turned their cards in the hole.

Jiang Tong watched with cold eyes, like a sword god descending into the world, within a radius of hundreds of meters, filled with endless sword energy.

The sea of ​​spiritual energy in this world is directly classified into chaos, like moving mountains to boil the sea, which is extremely shocking.

An old Taoist was holding a whisk and slammed it in the air. Countless white threads soared in the wind and intertwined into a huge net, trying to trap Jiang Tong.

This magic weapon is called Lingyun Fuchen, and it is a high-grade magic weapon with mysterious runes painted on it.Even an armored vehicle can be easily shredded.

But at this moment, he was cut off by Jiang Tong in one piece, and the sword energy was not extinguished, and he went straight to catch up with the old Taoist.

With a cruel heart, the old man urged the life-saving magic weapon on his body, and a huge mask emerged.

The sword energy collided with it, making a 'bang' sound, and then the sword energy entered three points again, directly tearing a hole on the huge mask.

"not good!"

The old man exclaimed.

Facing this sword, he was flustered, and after only holding on for a few seconds, the surging sword energy shattered the mask and struck the old Taoist body.

His robe sleeves were shattered inch by inch, and a sword mark ran through half of his chest.

Even the five internal organs in the body were almost torn apart by this sword.

"How can this son be so terrifying?"

The old man had a feeling that when he faced Jiang Tong, he didn't seem to be facing some real martial artist.

It's more like facing a martial arts god.

'Snapped! ' With the sound, the old Taoist vomited blood and flew backwards, and everyone hurriedly filled their seats, for fear that Jiang Tong would kill the old Taoist again like he killed Elder Lang.

"Jiang Zhenren, why don't we just make peace now and leave separately. If we continue to fight like this, at most we will lose both."

The old Taoist spoke in a low voice, with some regret already in his heart.

As Jiang Tong said.

The promise of Medicine God Valley is good, but you have to live to enjoy it.

Jiang Tong snorted coldly:

"Just because of you native chickens and dogs, you are worthy of both losses with me. You are too overestimating yourself."

As soon as Jiang Tong said, holding Shenyin in his hand, he cut through everyone's defense with a sword, and went straight to the old way.

The old man's face panicked, and he crushed another magic weapon in his hand. Clouds and mist poured out from his body, covering the old man in an instant, and then disappeared.

Jiang Tong was not surprised.

This kind of immortal who has been famous for many years does not have more than a dozen life-saving magic weapons.

"Want to run?"

Jiang Tong sneered, his spiritual thoughts poured down like quicksilver, and spread out suddenly, covering all directions, covering a kilometer around his body.

Lao Dao's magic weapon for escape is very close to the power of space. On a certain level, the principle is the same as that of the storage bag.

After thinking about this, Jiang Tong lost interest.

It's like a professor who won the Nobel Prize in Mathematics solving elementary school students' Olympiad problems.

At first glance, under the novel problem-solving ideas, it will indeed shine.But after figuring out what's going on, it's not worth mentioning.

Changing to the ordinary half-step transformation of the gods, it might allow the old man to escape from under his nose.

But Jiang Tong's divine sense is so terrifying, when it is fully unfolded, it is enough to cover the half-baked city directly.

Unless the person who refines the magic weapon on the old man knows the real power of space.

Otherwise, under the divine sense, there is nothing to hide.

The next moment, Jiang Tong slashed towards a certain corner with his sword. The blazing sword energy seemed to split the void in half, and instantly slashed at the old Tao who was hiding behind the void.

I saw a distressed figure falling out of the air, looking at Jiang Tong's eyes as if looking at ghosts and gods, full of horror.

"How do you know I'm here?"

The old Taoist was terrified and full of doubts.

The one who answered the old way was Jiang Tong's hundred-step punch, which directly broke through everything along the way and hit the old way behind.

With this punch, the chakras in the old Taoist body were shattered, his muscles and bones were broken, and a fist shot out from his chest.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his eyes gradually darkened.

In the end, under the expressions of everyone's liver and gallbladder, they fell to the ground and died.

"Set up quickly!"

The faces of the remaining seven people changed wildly.

Then I saw these seven people facing the Big Dipper of the sky according to different directions. The moment the formation was completed, a vast aura rose into the sky.

Jiang Tong was finally moved.

"Combined formation?"

The old man at the head said proudly: "This is the Zhenxian Formation created by a Taoist ancestor hundreds of years ago. It can kill immortals and gods, and control the world."

Jiang Tong shook his head.

With a smile, he said:
"What is the Immortal Suppressing Formation? It's just using the formation method to borrow the power of heaven and earth, and barely raise the cultivation level to above the level of God Transformation."

"If you can really borrow the power of the Big Dipper, I'll turn around and leave now, what a pity..."

Said Jiang Tong shook his head.