The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

Dozens of flying swords gathered together like a dragon, vast and endless, endless sword energy soaring into the sky.

Jiang Jianyan made the third sword.

The whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood, the light in his eyes dimmed in an instant, his body was on the verge of falling, but he stared at Jiang Tong firmly.

All the people present were dumbfounded.

He Shurong was trembling with excitement, and murmured to himself:
"Wan Jian Gui Zong, so this style is called Wan Jian Gui Zong!"

Jiang Jianyan's astonishing swordsmanship, and Jiang Tong's peerless martial arts for a while, are the pinnacles of the martial arts world for a hundred years.

Why can't everyone see that to use this style is to use life as the price.Even if Jiang Tong was beheaded, Jiang Jianyan would not survive for a few days.

He Shurong regretted in his heart, as if regretting the fall of Jiang Jianyan. A generation of sword masters was finally forced to make three swords in a row on the top of the snow, and finally filled in all his life's cultivation.

In martial arts, whenever powerful supernatural powers are taboo, the price is often very heavy.In the lightest case, his cultivation base will be damaged, and he will go back decades, and in the most severe case, he will die on the spot, with both body and spirit destroyed.

Today, on the top of the snow, the sword energy soars to the sky, and it is unparalleled in both vertical and horizontal directions. Everyone in the world has seen Jiang Jianyan's posture of heaven and man.

Jiang Tong raised his head, his eyes were bright, and he said loudly:
"Jiang Jianyan, wait another ten years. With this move, you can open the gate of heaven with your sword and become a god of transformation!"

It's a pity that Jiang Jianyan has pursued the way of swords all his life, has no wife and children, and spends his life with swords as companions.In the end, at most dozens of flying swords can be controlled.

If you come to a family!

On the premise that Jiang Tong doesn't use Huashen cultivation, he may have to play all his cards in order to take over this shocking move.

Boom!

It was snowing all day long, and everyone only felt that the top of the snowy mountain was shaking, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Even the line of sight was covered by the white snow in the sky, and the scene a hundred meters away could no longer be seen.

Mr. Lin looked sad, he couldn't stand still anymore, he aged ten years in an instant, his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground slumped.

"Brother Jiang, I, Old Lin, am ashamed of you!"

Everyone looked sideways, and saw that the old man who had not been crushed even after decades of catastrophe was actually crying at this moment.

Everyone in the Lin family either shed tears silently, or their faces were full of horror...

He Shurong couldn't help shaking his head:

"Where are there so many regrets in the world? If you make a mistake, you are wrong. Today, Jiang Jianyan couldn't open the gate of heaven, but he got a glimpse of Huashen and fulfilled his wish."

At the last second when the line of sight disappeared, everyone saw that Jiang Tong climbed up to the sky step by step, and the last figure was submerged in the snow peak.

All I could hear was a loud explosion in my ear:

"Holding the hands of the sky!"

Lin Xiaoyan had long forgotten the cold, she pinched the hem of her skirt, looked closely, and said that the winner was determined by a hundred steps, but at this moment, only fifty steps had passed.

Jiang Jianyan was cornered.

The victory or defeat in an instant determines the future fate of the Lin family. She raised her head in a daze: "Will he really be desperate to destroy the Lin family?"

If it really involves the survival of a tens of billions of wealthy families, not to mention the East Asia region, even the entire Huaguo will intervene.

'boom! '

There was another loud bang on the top of the Snowy Mountain. Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw the center of the decisive battle shining brightly, as if a big sun was rising.

Many people were stabbed to close their eyes.

"Has the winner been decided?"

Everyone in the Lin family raised their hearts and almost suffocated.

Jian Wushuang raised his head and said sadly:

"Teacher's sword can hurt Huashen. Since the little real person is not Huashen, he can only lead to death."

Unexpectedly, the one who forced out this sword in the end was not Hong Daoxuan who was famous in Hong Kong Island, nor Hong Kaiyin who was the only celestial master in the world, nor Yan Manhong who was peerless in Yanjing.

It's this little real person rising from Jinling!

She has absolute confidence, the third sword strike today, but in the end, the little real Jinling myth dragged him to accompany the teacher, and was buried on the top of the snowy mountain.

It can also be considered his destination, and it is more worthy of his status as a little real person in Jinling.

"It's a pity that the heroes of the world didn't see today's battle!"

Jian Wushuang felt a little regretful, she raised her red eyes, clasped her fingers tightly, and looked at the center of the decisive battle without blinking.

In a place invisible to the outside world, Jiang Jianyan's straight figure had already bent down, as if he would die in the next moment.

The smooth and rosy skin was also full of wrinkles. In front of him, dozens of flying swords were broken, and the pride of his life was completely destroyed at this moment.

His face was full of doubts.

As if everything he saw just now was beyond his comprehension, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The micro of a real person is as great as it is!
"I still have a sword."

Jiang Jianyan supported himself and walked towards Jiang Tong step by step, but every time he took a step, his breath became weaker.

Jiang Tong's eyes were calm, with his hands behind his back, Jiang Jianyan had a peerless talent, which is hard to see in a century, but it's a pity that he was born in the wrong era.

Ten steps away from Jiang Tong, the stooped old man's breath suddenly changed, as if his whole body had turned into a peerless sword at this moment, looking at Jiang Tong and shooting away.

"Ugh!"

Everyone heard another sigh, but they couldn't tell whether it was Jiang Tong or Jiang Jianyan.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes passed quickly, and the snow-white sky that covered the vision slowly dissipated.

Everyone's vision gradually became clear, and they quickly raised their heads to look.

"Who's winning?"

Everyone in the Lin family was almost out of breath.

When the Lin family's business faced financial attacks, the stock price plummeted, and tens of billions were evaporated overnight, and they had never been so nervous.

But at this moment, everyone's hands and feet were stiff, like statues standing in place.

Lin Xiaoyan pursed her small cherry mouth, and dug her sharp nails into her palms, feeling extremely complicated.

Only He Shurong shook his head and said:

"Jiang Gong's sword has already surpassed human martial arts. I don't believe that anyone can survive?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Lin family smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, He Shurong is also a master of energy, and his words are naturally convincing, which is better than ordinary people like them.

"Look, someone is coming down."

I don't know who opened the mouth, everyone quickly raised their eyes to look, and saw a figure slowly walking out from the frost and snow.

"Mr. Jiang, it must be Mr. Jiang."

Everyone in the Lin family was in a turbulent mood, and they even thought about where to celebrate tonight.

Liu Teng sat down on the ground.

If Jiang Tong died, within three days at most, the Liu family in Qingzhou would be expelled from history.

The heavy snow falls, the more it falls, and the wind howls on the top of the snow. It has been many years in Qingzhou, and there has never been such a heavy snowfall.

Lin Xiaoyan couldn't bear it anymore, and ran up with her gauze skirt, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, because the imprint that Jiang Tong had planted in her body hadn't disappeared.

Instead, as that figure came, it became more active, as if resonating.

To be approached.

Everyone finally saw clearly that a figure with black hair, black clothes and black pupils was walking leisurely with his hands behind his back. It was Jiang Tong.

At this moment, the top of the snow fell into a dead silence.

'Clap! '

Everyone in the Lin family slumped and sat on the ground one after another, their faces full of despair.

"Where is Jiang Gong, where is Jiang Gong?"

Jian Wushuang shouted excitedly.

Jiang Tong raised his eyes lightly, and said calmly:
"He is dead!"