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

In the early morning of the second day, in the eyes of countless people, the sun rose.

Thirty miles southwest of Zhongzhou, the entrance to Dengshen Ridge is crowded with tourists and luxury cars are everywhere.

At the foot of the mountain is the luxury villa area of ​​Zhongzhou, take this as the boundary, idlers, etc., stop here.

A Bentley Mulsanne stopped.

The old man of the Du family, dressed in exercise clothes, slowly stepped down from the back row.

Du Xingyue, who was delicate and gentle, with bright starry eyes, supported the old man by his side.

As soon as he got out of the car, the old man frowned and looked at a Phantom.

"The Sun family is here so soon?"

Seeing Mr. Du approaching, all the people around stepped back to make way.

The three major families are here, and they are still in power.

It is enough to see the weight of today's gambling battle.

Everyone has different expressions, happy and sad, and sighing.

No one expected that things would develop to the point where they are today.

"It's hard work for Lord Qi. After a hundred years, we will fight for Zhongzhou again."

Old Man Du's eyes filled with muddy tears.

"grandfather!"

Du Xingyue's eyes flickered.

All these things happened because of them.

At this time, Du Xingyue didn't know how much trouble he had caused for the Du family, Qi Shigong, and Zhongzhou?

"It doesn't matter, Qi Shigong is unparalleled in the world, and he has a sword of heaven and man. I don't know who is stronger or weaker."

Mr. Du said calmly.

But I don't have much confidence in my heart. The best ending is to lose both sides.

No one wants to see such a situation.

Qi Shengjun is too old. If he is seriously injured, he may not be able to recover for the rest of his life.

Even the Dao of Transforming Gods!
As Du's granddaughter went up, those who were about to follow were stopped directly.

In this kind of scene, ordinary wealthy people are not qualified to enter without an invitation from the Qi family.

In the ranks of ordinary people, at least three major families, or first-line families like the Xu family, can enter.

Those who were stopped at the foot of the mountain can be said to be hopeless and dejected.

"Hmph, how could that old man in cloth and hemp shoes get in?"

There are rich people who are dissatisfied.

The Qi Family Shoushan disciple sneered: "That is Li Changsheng from ancient Wudang, who ruled the martial arts world 60 years ago."

"If you can have one-tenth of him, I will let you in too."

Knowing the identity of the old man, the rich man who spoke immediately shut up and shrank his head.

Fortunately, he was not heard, otherwise he could crush himself with a little finger.

The rest of the people also lost their tempers and dared not say anything.

Smart, even put down the drone at the foot of the mountain, planning to take an aerial photo and record the decisive battle process.

It was only after the drone took off that it was shot down with net guns by the armed police guarding the mountain road.

"Tianshi Dao, Xia Wenqiu!"

"The great sage splits the door, Tong Jue!"

"Yungui Miao San..."

As the old immortals appeared one by one, the crowd was completely shocked.

Ordinary people don't necessarily know who they are.

It seems that there are at most a few old men in strange clothes, who look like they walked out of the Qing Dynasty.

But in the eyes of warriors, any one of these people, more than ten years ago, was a peerless powerhouse of Megatron.

"My God, that Miao Sanxiong has regarded Yungui for decades, isn't it rumored that he died?"

An old man was dumbfounded.

When everyone was in a commotion, a cow blew, and everyone looked back.

I saw an old man in green clothes, with a sloppy appearance, riding a green ox leisurely.

This is what everyone saw, the first person to ride a bull.

"Damn, who is this old man?"

A young rich and young man jumped up from the ground.

I don't know, I thought it was an ancient martial arts conference.

Others explained:
"Daoist Qingcheng, this old man is said to have lived up to the present during the Manchu Qing Dynasty, almost two or three hundred years ago."

No one can believe these words.

In the world concept and education that everyone has been exposed to since childhood, an ordinary person can live to more than 90 years old, which is already considered an advanced age.

Even the oldest old man has only lived to be more than 130 years old.

Even if these people are warriors, they cannot be judged by ordinary wisdom.

But after all, there is a limit. People can live decades longer than ordinary people, up to hundreds of years. Everyone can barely accept it.

Living from the Qing Dynasty to the present is no different from myths and legends.

"Li Qingcheng, you are so old that you are still alive."

"Life is a hundred years, but between reincarnations, you have lived in vain, isn't it boring?"

A loud, bell-like voice rolled over.

When the word 'Li' was uttered, that person was still a thousand meters away. When the word 'Jing' fell, a figure rushed towards him.

Everyone could feel a slight vibration from the ground, as if causing a small earthquake.

The person who came was nearly two meters tall, his muscles were like copper, heaved like a rock, full of strength.

Brother Daoming of King Kong Temple.

He is also currently the only real person in Huaguo who has reached the peak of Hejin with the way of horizontal training.

"It is said that Daoming of this Vajra Temple once killed hundreds of soldiers in a certain country by himself."

"The rifle bullet hit him, stuck firmly in his muscles, and remained motionless. In the end, the mercenary used armor-piercing bullets and Type 92 mortars to scare him away."

An old man explained lightly.

Everyone's face changed wildly, and they looked at Daoming in awe.

Just looking at the body shape, it seems like a mountain of human nature.

Many people bowed their heads and sighed.

The sensation caused by this gambling battle was simply beyond everyone's expectations.

When everyone is in an uproar.

Someone exclaimed:

"The little real man is here!"

Everyone turned around and saw a man in black and black trousers walking side by side with a peerless beauty in a blue cheongsam.

The two looked happy, as if wandering in the countryside, like a pair of celestial beings.

The woman in the cyan cheongsam next to her had a figure like a chiseled knife, exquisite and charming, and she had a touch of the elegance and gentleness of a Jiangnan woman.

She held an oil umbrella in her hand, shielding the man beside her from the sun.

The two of them just walked in silently without saying a word.

Every time Jiang Tong and Lin Xiaoyan took a step forward, everyone at the entrance at the foot of the mountain took a step back.

You must know that under this ordinary appearance, there is hidden a killing god who has beheaded many peerless powerhouses in succession.

"Daoming, I have seen the little real person."

Rao Daoming, a martial arts powerhouse like Daoming, bowed his head slightly when he saw Jiang Tong, paying the highest respect to this legendary powerhouse.

Jiang Tong nodded calmly as a response.

The old Taoist of Qingcheng who was riding the green bull also jumped off the cow, although he didn't say anything, he bent down slightly.

In martial arts, there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered become teachers.

Jiang Tong has the power to kill peerless powerhouses, so he should be treated as a senior.

Come to the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Tong stopped and raised his head to look at the summit of Dengshen Ridge.

watched for a while.

Speak softly:
"Qi Shengjun, I will kill you!"

At the beginning, the voice was very soft, but after one sentence, it was like a nine-day thunderstorm, and it shook towards the top of the mountain.

Many people covered their ears, and the blood in their bodies was boiling.

Jiang Tong took a step forward, his body was just a few minutes above the ground.

Nine steps later, Jiang Tong was seen rising into the sky under the dumbfounded eyes of everyone.