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

Hundreds of miles away from Kaqiu City, in a small town called Kebo, sirens were blaring and vehicles roaring.

Compared with Karon and Linfen, the small town of Kebo seems to have received a warning, and the locals already knew about Jiang Tong's killing on the branch of the Witch God Sect.

"It seems that the news that these sub-forums have been bloodbathed by me has already spread." Jiang Tong smiled slightly, his face calm.

He stood with his hands behind his back.

There were seven or eight people kneeling in front of him, all members of the Witch God Cult.

"My lord, we have surrendered, please fulfill your promise and let us go."

The leader is a middle-aged man, with a face full of pleading.

His wife and children are here.

Moreover, he had already received a warning from Kaqiu City, if a peerless powerhouse from the Hua Kingdom came to kill him, don't resist.

Staff Officer Qin also promised that as long as they put down their weapons, they would be spared their lives.

Jiang Tong looked indifferently, looking down.

Then with two fingers together, chop down through the air, and a series of exercises across the void, and seven or eight heads are thrown high.

Before the man died, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He didn't expect Jiang Tong to do it right away, without any hesitation in the whole process.

"What does Staff Qin's promise have to do with me, Jiang?"

After beheading the heads of the people in front of him, Jiang Tong bowed his head and flicked his sleeves, talking calmly.

Staff Officer Qin had a complicated expression and couldn't utter a single word.

"The third!"

Jiang Tong said something in a low voice, then turned around and looked at more than a dozen police cars coming Mercedes-Benz.

Then he stomped his foot down.

A few feet in front of Jiang Tong, the road cracked and mud was shot everywhere. The police car lost control and shot out of both sides of the road like arrows.

Centered on Jiang Tong.

Cracks extended in all directions, and the road was almost cut off by Jiang Tong's kick.

Xu Lai's heart was beating wildly.

He didn't know what a peerless powerhouse was before?
Now watching Jiang Tong come all the way, bloodbathed the three sub-altars of the Witch God Cult by himself, a glimmer of enlightenment suddenly arises, reverberating in his heart.

It turns out that this is the peerless powerhouse!
If Xu is allowed to do it, he can do it too, but it needs to go through investigation, planning, and even lead the Canglong team to carry out a series of assassination and sneak attacks.

The whole process alone will take several months to prepare.

It's not as good as Jiang Tong's direct killing, which is an understatement.

In his heart, he has resisted from the very beginning, and now he is in awe.

"Fortunately, we don't have such a powerful opponent!"

Xu Lai secretly rejoiced in his heart.

As soon as the cultivation level reaches Hejin, in many cases, conventional methods in the world are useless to this group.

But the deeper he went, the more uncertain Xu Lai felt.

What I encountered now were only some local police, equipped with weapons that belonged to the obsolete weapons of the last century.

Some, not even armed with guns, just carry batons with them.

But if Jiang Tong continued to kill all the way, he would eventually anger the Witch God Cult. It might not be the local police that he would encounter.

It's hard to say that the next time we meet, it will be a fully armed modern brigade.

Xu Lai firmly believed in his heart that in this world, no warrior could challenge the army head-on.

As early as a few years ago, the Ukrainian military purchased enough modern machinery and equipment from the Western world to equip a motorized infantry brigade.

Jiang Tong was provocative.

"Mr. Jiang, are we being too arrogant?" Staff Officer Qin couldn't help but ask.

The thoughts in her heart were the same as Xu Lai's.

You must know that what they are provoking now is not just a Witch God Sect, but a country.

No matter how primitive and backward it is, it is still a country!
If you encounter a modern army, even if Jiang Tong shows great strength, in the end, there will only be an ending with hatred and fall.

Staff Qin knew Jiang Tong's identity well.

But my heart is still uncertain.

A hundred years ago, the Martial Dao Transformation God roamed the world, controlling the direction of a country, almost the most powerful existence on this star.

But since foreigners opened the door of the late Qing Dynasty with strong ships and guns, it heralded the rise of the artillery era.

Afterwards, humans developed one weapon after another capable of destroying stars.

Frightened by all kinds of extinct weapons, warriors retreated, and even Huashen retreated from the world one after another.

Therefore, in the past hundred years, there has not been a precedent for a direct confrontation between the martial arts and the modern army.

As for He Jin below Huashen, most of them were killed on the spot.

Staff Qin was not sure what would happen when Wu Dao Huashen faced the army of the Wu Kingdom?

But seeing Jiang Tong's disapproving expression, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She also reacted.

The last time Jiang Tong stepped down the No. [-] wealthy family in Qingzhou, he did not intentionally intimidate the world, but because of his character.

"Don't worry, they dare not!"

Jiang Tong smiled faintly.

Xu Lai said helplessly: "You are so upright, you have trampled down three branches of the Witch God Cult one after another, and the rabbit will bite people if it is impatient, so let's not talk about the Witch God Cult."

Staff Officer Qin nodded upon hearing this.

"If you don't do anything again, will they just let you kill all the way to the main altar of the Witch God Cult, and wash the Witch God Cult with blood?"

Jiang Tong shook his head:

"They have too many scruples. As long as our forward route is concentrated in the populated cities, the Witch Gods will not dare to order troops, because they cannot afford the consequences."

Staff Officer Qin had a thoughtful look on his face.

Then he said with a smile: "Jiang Zhenren means that the Wu Kingdom dare not go to war with the super-powerful in the populous city?"

Jiang Tong was silent.

To put it simply, not only the Wu Kingdom, but any country in the world dare not do this.

Only Jiang Tong, who was standing in the position of the God of Martial Dao, knew the horror of a God of Transformation.

Angering a Martial God, the consequence is that the Western world cannot afford it.

Over the years, a delicate balance has been maintained between Martial Dao Huashen and the great powers of the world.

No one is too much.

But Jiang Tong is an exception. Ever since he stepped into the martial arts and became a god, he has stirred up the martial arts world overseas.

It is the only one who is more active in modern times.

Other deities, either hide somewhere to spend their days, or sit in one side, unwilling to take action easily.

Staff Officer Qin pursed his lips lightly.

Wasn't it also because of these that they chose to give in in front of Jiang Tong?

No country has the courage and determination to fight a war that lasts for several years or more than ten years with a martial artist.

"The sub-altars in the small towns around Kaqiu City have been bloodbathed by me. The rest are those people hiding in Kaqiu City."

Jiang Tong said casually.

Staff Officer Qin and Xu Lai looked at each other, Jiang Tong was planning to shock the world.

Compared with the secular world, the martial arts world also has its own rules.

When this part of the group that controls the supernatural power is not subject to any constraints, is the world still in chaos?

A sect like the Witch God Sect, which specializes in cultivating the magic of lifting the soul, is not tolerated by the martial arts world.

The most important thing is that the Witch God Sect has a long tradition, and it has long praised a terrifying wealth.

Maybe there is something Jiang Tong wants in it.

To destroy the Witch God Sect, Jiang Tong must be the first to select all the collections of this sect.

This is also one of the promises between Jiang Tong and Qin Muxing.

Standing tall, Jiang Tong raised his head slowly, his eyes seemed to pass through an endless distance, and cast his eyes on the main altar of the Witch God Sect.

This time, he wants to go on a killing spree!