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

With a glance, Jiang Tong had a panoramic view of the situation of the dozen or so people on the opposite side.

Except for Song Er who entered the Tao.

Beside him was an old woman with a stooped figure in a cloak who entered the Tao.

The rest are ordinary people.

After casually looking at it, Jiang Tong looked away in a dispirited manner.

Xu Lai frowned.

His cultivation base has reached the peak of energy transformation, even if he can fight ten against one, it is still in the case of a sneak attack or with bare hands.

If those ordinary people have guns in their hands, it will be a little trickier.

Saul smiled easily.

He said calmly: "Mr. Jiang, I know you are a master of martial arts in Huaguo. Although I have entered the Tao, I don't have much confidence to kill you before you realize it."

The spells of the Witch God Sect are similar to the law of the Hua Kingdom.

Although it can kill people invisible, it takes time to activate the technique.

Once facing the warrior, within ten steps, while he is still activating the spell, the warrior can bully him and kill him.

What's more, beside Jiang Tong, there are two Chinese soldiers.

Jiang Tong said disdainfully:
"You didn't even investigate my identity clearly. You didn't even know who I was, so you dared to provoke me?"

Sol was taken aback.

Xu Lai and Staff Officer Qin had a teasing smile on their faces, and slowly stepped back a few steps.

Song Er also knows something about Huaguo Wujie.

Those peerless masters who look down on one side and sit in the provincial capital, such as Qi Shengjun of Zhongzhou, Hong Daoxuan of Hong Kong Island, or Yan Manhong of Yanjing, are all famous at home and abroad, and can be called invincible in the world.

Song Er knew all these people.

But he had never seen this ordinary-looking young man with black hair and black pupils before him.

Based on Song Er's understanding of martial arts, even at Jiang Tong's age, even if he is extremely talented, he is taught by a famous teacher.

At most, it is the peak of strength, or the initial stage of strength transformation.

So Song Er called a Taoist, more than a dozen gunmen, full of confidence.

"Sir, if you hand over that flying sword, I can save your life. By the way, I also like that little girl."

Song Er stood in front of the crowd and scolded Fang Qiu, as if today's situation was doomed.

Jiang Tong shook his head lightly.

Song Er frowned, his face turned cold quickly: "You don't want to?"

Song'er is bound to get that flying sword. The natal flying sword of a master Yu Jian who lived a thousand years ago is at least at the level of a spiritual weapon.

With his cultivation base, it is naturally difficult to push it, at most it is a piece of broken copper and iron.

But dedicated to the little witch god is different.

Witch gods can drive away gods and control ghosts, repel all kinds of insects, and be more proficient in the method of refining gods.

The little witch god can be killed even Hong Daoxuan on Hong Kong Island if he gets her divine concealment.

I saw Jiang Tong raised his head and said lightly: "I shook my head to mean that I planned to let you cats and dogs go, but you just wanted to offend them."

Song Er suddenly snorted coldly.

As if giving an order, the gunman next to him immediately pulled the trigger on Jiang Tong.

'boom! '

The gunfire was deafening.

The power of a warrior is within ten steps.

However, any gunman could kill him if he went beyond ten steps.

That's why Song Er gave the order and turned around slowly.

"Ten steps away, he will die!"

But soon, Song Er felt that the atmosphere was different.

Those of my own subordinates were all dumbfounded, looking like they had seen a ghost.

Turning around with doubts, Song Er saw the most shocking scene in his life.

Jiang Tong opened his five fingers, and a layer of Gang Qi condensed outside, and the bullet was stuck inside, motionless.

Grab bullets with your bare hands!
Song Er's pupils shrank.

The release of true energy is a sign of the master of Huajin.

Jiang Tong snorted coldly: "I said, you dare to provoke me even if you don't know who I am!"

Then step down with one step, as if changing shape and changing shadow, instantly rushing into the shooter.

"No, go back!"

Song Er's face changed wildly.

If Jiang Tong bullied him within ten steps, killing these gunmen would be like killing chickens and dogs.

Jiang Tong rubbed his fingers together to form a knife, and slashed at the head.

A bright long horse crossed the void for several feet, directly cutting off the two gunmen at the waist, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

'hiss! '

Saul gasped.

Ordinary gunmen with weapons were wounded and killed when touched.

More than a dozen people shot indiscriminately.

Soon they were desperate, and they couldn't even find Jiang Tongren anywhere, let alone aim at the target.

'puff! '

A masked gunman wanted to move away from his original position based on instinct.

But still half a second late.

A palm protruded from the back of his body, splashing a lot of blood. He lowered his head slowly, and saw a beating heart held between the fingers and palm protruding from his chest.

"Witch, do it quickly."

Song Er spoke in Ukrainian language.

The old woman, whose whole body was covered in a cloak, muttered words and cast spells from the air.

A cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, enveloping Jiang Tong in it.

Song Er then showed a relaxed smile.

The witch's cultivation base has reached the peak of Taoism, and she is best at magic spells. She once used this method to trap and kill a Huaguo Huajin master.

Shrouded in black mist, Jiang Tong's movements really slowed down.

Before the arc of Song Er's mouth widened, Jiang Tong's movements became faster and faster, and in the end it was not affected at all.

"how is this possible!"

The witch was moved.

When she was still in the middle stage of Taoism, she trapped and killed a master of Huajin.

Now that his cultivation has reached the peak of Taoism, it stands to reason that this martial arts master in Huaguo should be trapped inside.

Unless... this person is a Hejin real person!
"No, go back!"

The witch was the first to react, turned around and fled.

Jiang Tong pinched the last gunman's neck and threw it at Song Er's feet casually.

He shook his head slightly and said:
"It's useless, you can't run away."

I saw Jiang Tong slowly raised his hand, flicking his fingers at the fleeing witch.

A flick of a finger is sixty moments, and nine hundred births and deaths in each moment!
A ray of green light shot out across the void and hit Granny Witch. After passing through the body, the green light did not lose its power at all, and finally tore a big tree from it, and then shot into the void and disappeared.

"Martial arts master!"

No matter how ignorant Song Er was, when he saw Jiang Tong's understatement, he killed the witch with a snap of his fingers.

This distance is more than ten or twenty steps?
Only a martial artist can do it.

and many more!

Song Er seemed to think of something, raised a pair of frightened eyes, and looked at Jiang Tong.

Another true martial artist, yet so young.

"You are Jinling Xiaozhen..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Tong appeared in front of him strangely.

Exercising the soul search technique on the spot, the vast spiritual sense rushed into the sea of ​​Song Er, and immediately tore all his spirit into pieces.

What Song Er didn't finish speaking was completely frozen in his mouth.

Forcibly searching Song Er's memory, Jiang Tong is like a god, witnessing Song Er's life experience.

At the end, Jiang Tong's face became more and more gloomy.

"Hmph, as a Taoist, you should maintain awe of ordinary people. Killing wantonly, treating all living beings like ants, killing you like this is simply too cheap for you."

After getting the location of the branch of the Witch God Cult in Karon Town, Jiang Tong started to completely crush all the souls of Songer.

The so-called soul flies away, but that's all.

Jiang Tong stood with his hands behind his back, Zhuoran standing in place.

Before that, he planned to go straight to the capital of the Wu Kingdom, kill the little witch god, and hand over the rest to the Canglong team.

But after seeing Song Er's memory, Jiang Tong changed his mind.

"Start from Karon, trampling all the way to the past, no chicken or dog will be left behind!"