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But looking at the first floor, the entire Zhongzhou young generation gathered together with complex expressions.

"Xiao Jianjun is a true dragon of the Qi family, a real young man, if he makes a move, he will definitely be able to kill Jiang Tong!"

Even though Zhu Zian witnessed Jiang Tong slapping Little Jianjun away with his own eyes.

But I think it was because Xiao Jianjun was negligent and was attacked by Jiang Tong, so he could do it.

"Yes, Xiao Jianjun stepped into martial arts at the age of seven, and became a master of internal strength. At the age of 15, he was promoted to Huajin and became a master of the generation."

"When you arrive, you will surpass many older generations and step into the ranks of martial arts masters with great wisdom, great opportunity, and great perseverance."

"Even King Qi Shengjun of Zhongzhou regards him as the most proud unicorn of the Qi family."

Others nodded in agreement.

Xiao Jianjun is very young, before he is 20 years old, he will become a martial arts master, and he will have a great vision.

He had so many legends in his life that many people even privately praised him as the Little Zhongzhou King.

"It is said that when Xiao Jianjun was still at the peak of Huajin, he once fought against a real martial arts master, and he was undefeated in ten strokes."

"From now on, if you become famous in one battle, even if you are put in Yanjing, you can still sit on an equal footing with those few."

Looking back on Xiao Jianjun's life, everyone was filled with emotion.

Today Xiao Jianjun made a move, everyone saw the ending, and a few people had a smile on their lips.

When everyone came down from the second floor just now, they saw Mr. Xiaojian wielding the Spring God Knife, and they became serious.

As the movement on the second floor stopped, countless eyes looked towards the stairs.

Only Si Ning'an stood there stiffly.

He never dreamed that Jiang Tong was also a master of martial arts.

"Jiang Tong, is this your greatest reliance?"

Only then did Si Ning'an realize that he had always underestimated Jiang Tong before.

With a calm mind, at this moment, like a falling comet, the stormy sea is almost suffocating.

The higher his status and the more he came into contact with those martial arts masters, the more Si Ning'an knew that it was impossible for a person to find this kind of power in the mundane world.

Only with the guidance of a famous teacher, chance, and outstanding talent, can one get a glimpse of martial arts.

"Jiang Tong, who are you?"

Si Ningan clenched his fingers tightly, and dug his sharp nails into his palm.

Seven years later, Si Ning'an found that he could no longer see Jiang Tong clearly.

"Let's go up!"

"Little Sword Lord should cut him off!"

Zhu Zian walked to the second floor with a smile on his face. This is the arrogance of Zhongzhou.

Don't look at how everyone fights and fights, once outsiders step into their three-acre land, they want to step on them.

The whole of Zhongzhou will unite and unite to the outside world.

Today, they have forgotten how many people like Jiang Tong they trampled to death.

Many people followed, wanting to see what was going on on the second floor.

Du Xingyue smiled.

There were stars in his eyes, and he looked at Gu Wanqing calmly: "The young master you admire in your eyes is nothing in Zhongzhou!"

"The warning you gave me that night was probably to tell me that Jiang Tong is a master of martial arts, right?"

Du Xingyue looked at the unspeakable Gu Wanqing, and felt peaceful in her heart.

"Xingyue, you all underestimate him!"

Gu Wanqing smiled bitterly.

Then he closed his eyes, and the moment Xiao Jianjun made a move, the matter could not be undone.

The guy upstairs is not a good person.

Now that the Du family doesn't pay some price, it is impossible to appease that person's anger.

Du Xingyue was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why Gu Wanqing still said that.

When everyone came to the second floor of the clubhouse.

First of all, I saw the magnificent and beautiful banquet hall on the second floor, which was in a mess, with ruins everywhere, as if a typhoon had passed through.

Eyes move.

He saw a figure as straight as a sword, which seemed to pierce the sky, with his hands behind his back and his back to everyone.

Under his feet, the little sword master who was full of ambition just a second ago, his chest was almost pierced by a sword, and he fell into a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Even the Spring God Knife in his hand lost its color and became ordinary without any strangeness.

Everyone was stunned, as if in a dream.

"how is this possible?"

Zhu Zi'an, as if he had read it wrong, yelled in an unprecedentedly shocking tone.

Du Xingyue, Si Ning'an and the others turned into a sculpture, and their minds went blank.

Seeing the scene in front of you is like seeing ghosts and gods.

Little Sword Lord is defeated!
For these top youngsters who have been walking through the mythical deeds of Xiaojianjun, it was a shock like the sky falling.

The entire banquet hall was dead silent.

The sound of gasping for air-conditioning came and went.

Zhu Zian only felt that there seemed to be a cold wind blowing from an extremely cold place deep in his heart.

The blood all over his body was frozen.

Du Xingyue's small mouth opened wide, and her beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

They expected that if today's news spread, Zhongzhou would be shaken.

Like a tsunami.

"Jiang Tong, how dare you!"

Zhu Zi'an's flaws were torn apart, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the calm look just now.

All confidence and confidence collapsed at this moment.

Jiang Tong ignored it, but stretched out his hand to hold the banquet, and saw a jade pot made of high-quality jade flying out of nowhere.

Jiang Tong held the wine bottle in his hand, raised it above his head, and slowly swallowed the fine wine.

Between the eyebrows, there are countless romances.

Among the people present, no one dared to speak.

Du Xingyue had mixed feelings in her heart, and looked at Gu Wanqing without blinking.

At this moment, she vaguely understood what Gu Wanqing meant by the phrase 'you underestimate him' just now.

"Let go of Little Sword Lord!"

Everyone is excited.

Jiang Tong drank the fine wine from the jug, and then looked at the person who spoke, his eyes soared.

Finally, it shot through the eyes suddenly, turned into a beam of three-foot-long light, and hit the person.

Immediately nailed him several feet away, and after a few minutes, it slowly dissipated.

Jiang Tong snorted softly:

"What are you, dare to speak to me in such a tone?"

Zhu Zian quickly recovered.

Walking up to Jiang Tong respectfully, he bowed his head and said, "Master Jiang is also a master of martial arts, we offended him."

"My Zhu family is willing to pay 5000 million yuan to compensate Young Master Jiang, and ask Young Master Jiang to let Xiao Jianjun go."

"Little Jianjun's skills are not as good as others, and if he loses, he will lose. Naturally, the Qi family will not say anything."

"But if he makes a mistake, the Qi family will be furious, and the price will not be affordable for us."

Zhu Zian moved the Qi family out with a few words.

In his opinion, Jiang Tong should accept the Qi family as soon as he sees it.

really.

After saying this, Jiang Tong fell silent, his eyes flickering.

Zhu Zian's face brightened.

Thinking that Jiang Tong was intimidated by the Qi family, he quickly said, "We don't have any hatred between life and death, so why make such a big deal out of it?"

Zhu Zian smiled again.

It was as if he had returned to the young master of Zhu's family who was strategizing and scolding Fang Qiu just now.

Just when they thought Jiang Tong would nod in agreement.

Jiang Tong stepped on it suddenly, directly piercing Xiao Jianjun.

For an ordinary person, if he was trampled through his body, he would have already died.

But Xiao Jianjun is not an ordinary person.

Once one's cultivation has reached He Jin, one can no longer look at it from the perspective of common sense. Naturally, Little Sword Lord will not die so easily.

And this moment.

The smile on the corner of Zhu Zian's mouth froze on the spot.