The son-in-law of the female president

Before everyone had time to speak to stop, Lin Gongfeng was beheaded with a sword.

The whole process is smooth and smooth, like chopping melons and vegetables.

Several people gasped in unison, Lin Bong's cultivation level was only a little worse than them at most.

But in front of that golden light, he had no power to fight back.

"Who will kill me to enshrine in the God of Medicine Valley!"

The great elder Mo Wuxing opened his eyes suddenly, and sacrificed a palm-sized seal, on which thunder and lightning bloomed, and the power was frightening.

As soon as the thunder seal appeared, everyone felt that the sea of ​​spiritual energy around them was filled with a faint trace of thunder and lightning.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Elder Mo held the Lei Yin seal in his hand, and stepped into the air to kill, a beam of blazing thunder light illuminated the world.Countless people who were stabbed closed their eyes, as if even their own vision was stained by lightning.

'boom! '

Wanjun thunder strikes down in the air, streaks of white lightning are like dragons.In this world, there is only a silvery color left in an instant.

Tong Tong, Lu Ge, and hundreds of people kneeling on the ground watched the lightning flash down like a Milky Way, and their faces were pale with despair.

Jiang Tong held Shenyin in his hand, crashed into the endless electric light, and swung his sword to chop out.

A thin golden thread split the sea of ​​thunder and lightning in an instant, tearing a gap, cutting towards Elder Mo and the people around him in a mighty way.

"Sword energy condenses!"

A real swordsman shrank his pupils and exclaimed.

This is the highest state of swordsmanship, and Jiang Tong cut it out with a wave of his hand.

"Elder Mo, no, he is just..."

The saint below, before she finished speaking, was overwhelmed by overwhelming spells, magical powers, magical artifacts and secret treasures.

Among them, the Thunder Seal sacrificed by Elder Mo attracted the most attention.

It is as if the God of Thunder is in charge of thunder and lightning, and with a single word, the wind and thunder are uniform, as if the world is destroyed.

This Heavenly Thunder Seal was a high-grade magic weapon that was exchanged by a top-notch master of the Heavenly Master Way decades ago when he came to the Medicine God Valley to obtain the 'Shocking Thunder Pill'.

It is said that the Tianlei Seal has been personally blessed by the head teacher of Tianshi Taoism, and the Thunderbolt Talisman is painted on it, which can manipulate the thunder of heaven and earth to cleanse the world.

Even the bright thunder and lightning, which even martial arts masters dare not face head-on, were cut through by Jiang Tong's sword and receded like a tide.

Elder Mo was surprised.

"Boy, you insulted me in the Valley of the Gods of Medicine and beheaded Lin Fengfeng. I will take you down today and put you in the veins of the Valley of the Gods of Medicine to burn your soul and refine your soul."

Elder Mo has a fluttering white beard, holding the Lei seal in his hand, like a god of thunder.

The whole body was tens of feet, thunder was filled, and even the sea of ​​spiritual energy was boiling like water at this moment.

"San Qing Wu Guan, listen to my orders, Lei Lai!"

The sky thunder mark hanging above Elder Mo's head suddenly burst into a terrifying thunder that was several times more dazzling than before.

It was like a divine punishment coming to the world, instantly filling the void with a radius of hundreds of meters.

Next, Endless Thunder arrived in front of Jiang Tong, and immediately poured into Jiang Tong's arms like a sucking swallow, extremely gentle.

"how is this possible!"

Elder Mo was stunned, and yelled out in disbelief.

Jiang Tong lowered his eyes, looked at the lightning flashes in his palms and arms, and said lightly: "The Heavenly Master's way of thunder is unique in the world. In my opinion, it is nothing more than that."

This kind of lightning control method still needs the magic weapon thunder seal as a carrier to be activated and displayed.

Ancient and primitive, and the power of such summoned thunder is greatly reduced.

How can it be more shocking than martial arts transforming into gods and directly borrowing thunder from the sky?

"Don't be ashamed!"

Elder Mo stood in the void with his hands behind his back. Among all the people, he was the most cultivated, and he could even go after Lei Qianting.

On the sky thunder mark above the head, ten thousand thunderbolts hang down like a water curtain, forming a lightning barrier, enclosing Elder Mo in it.

Wanjun Leiting swam around Jiang Tong's body, as if it had become his property.

Then, under Elder Mo's scalp-numbing sight, Jiang Tong pushed out with both hands, and endless thunder gathered into Jackie Chan in the sky, rushing towards Elder Mo.

Among them, more than a dozen Huajin disciples wanted to seize the opportunity to hold Jiang Tong back.

Seeing the ghost in Jiang Tong's hand, he slashed his head, and a dozen people were cut off at the waist and died on the spot.

Tong Tong was dumbfounded.

This rich girl who was pampered since she was a child, now has her mouth open and her eyes glazed over.

The scene in front of me is like a dream.

The immortal masters of Medicine God Valley attacked at the same time, but Jiang Tong got the upper hand and beat them all by himself.

While thinking about it, Tongtong saw two thunderstorms colliding with each other at a height of [-] meters, bursting out bright lights.

It's like facing the sun, even the sight is burned.

Everyone quickly closed their eyes, as if they were blind and did not recover for a long time.

In a hurry, Elder Mo activated another seven or eight body-protecting instruments, which turned into a huge multicolored mask, protecting him layer by layer.

'Crackling! '

The thunder scattered all over the sky, shooting randomly on the colorful mask, and in some places, there was almost a trace of black scorched marks.

If it hadn't been for many years, Elder Mo had made alchemy for others, and he would have exchanged for more than a dozen high-grade magic weapons.

With that blow just now, he must have been injured.

"Where did this son come from, and how could he be so powerful?"

When facing Jiang Tong directly, Elder Mo felt palpitations, and he would only feel this way when facing the owner of the valley.

"Where have people gone?"

When the blazing white sky dissipated, Elder Mo suddenly discovered that Jiang Tong had disappeared in place.

Unfolding his powerful consciousness, he vaguely caught a figure that almost surpassed the speed of sound, appearing beside him.

Even with Elder Mo's spiritual sense, he couldn't catch that figure, at most he could judge his moving trajectory based on his direction.

The speed of sound is close to 330 meters per second, and every time Jiang Tong steps down, he almost covers a distance of hundreds of meters.

A pure white fist slowly stretched out from Elder Mo's side.

It looked very slow, but in Elder Mo's eyes, it was as fast as lightning.

This punch seemed to surpass the framework of all boxing techniques in the world, full of an indescribable mystery.

'boom!'

In front of Elder Mo's body, the seven or eight high-grade body-protecting magic weapons gathered a light shield, in front of the white jade fist, like paper paste.

With a light touch, it shattered like a mirror.

Just like that, under Elder Mo's ever-dilated pupils, this fist passed through layers of masks.

Finally printed on his chest.

Blood spurted wildly on the spot, the entire chest was sunken, and a fist mark the size of a bowl suddenly appeared on the back, bulging high.

Elder Mo fell directly from a hundred meters and smashed hard on the Yaoshen Valley Square. Dust and smoke were everywhere, and a huge pothole appeared in front of everyone.

At this time, what the saint said in her mouth, she whispered with a wry smile: "He is a little real person!"

Jiang Tong's figure appeared in the pothole with a 'whoosh' sound, and soon everyone saw another figure, like a ball flying upside down.

Under countless stunned gazes, the dignified Elder of Yaoshengu was kicked around by Jiang Tong like a ball.

Everyone, including the saint, was dumbfounded.

"Hurry up and save Elder Mo."

There were a few elders left to worship, and then they realized that they hurriedly mobilized their cultivation bases to kill.

Lin Xiaoyan on the ground.

He raised his head with a smile:

"What a weak fairy..."