The son-in-law of the female president

With Jiang Tong and Chen Baijue as the center, the bay has a radius of one kilometer, and dozens of yachts and long boats gather to watch it while wandering on the river.

"The little real person of Jinling vs. Chen Baijue, the god of wind in South Asia, no matter what the outcome is, it will be enough to be recorded in the history of Jinling!"

Many martial artists standing on the bow of the boat had undisguised excitement on their faces and trembling hands and feet.

A young man asked the elder beside him:
"Uncle Liu, does the duel between real people really have that much influence?"

The rich and powerful, boys and girls on the yachts nearby all pricked up their ears and were equally curious.

Uncle Liu smiled lightly and said:
"Martial arts masters are as expensive as heavenly dragons. They possess all kinds of magical powers. Their breath turns into frost, and their breath kills people. They are almost invincible within a hundred steps. They belong to the rise and fall of a sect, clan, and family. From your perspective, the cultivation of Daoist people and immortals What's the difference?"

"Ah?" The young man opened his mouth wide, completely stunned.

Looking at the unsmiling, high-status man in front of him, his eyes were full of fascination, he squeezed his hands, pursed his lips and looked up.

Uncle Liu continued:

"Generally speaking, when one becomes a real person, one often sits in one province and one region, and usually does not take action easily. At this level, even if there is any conflict between real people, they will not go to war, but choose to sit down and resolve it through peace talks. "

He let out a long sigh.

Only a martial arts master like Xiaoren who became famous at a young age can stir up waves and set off a duel among real people.

Over the years, it's not that Uncle Liu has never heard of real-life duels, but most of them choose deep mountains and old forests, on the cliffs, with few bystanders.

It was the first time that hundreds of people came to watch the battle like this, and it was once in a thousand years.

It's hard to say that watching a real-life duel, and what you can feel from it, is better than ten years of hard work.

The boat that the director Xia and the others were on was staring wide-eyed. Seeing the little real person stepping away on the river, I felt that all three views were shattered.

"Fuck, today is the right time."

The skinny man slapped his thigh, trembling with excitement.

But at this moment, Director Xia's heart was already like sparks hitting the earth, setting off a turbulent wave, and the whole person stayed in place.

"Jiang...Jiang Tong? The young master of the Jiang family?"

Director Xia tightly covered his mouth with his two small hands, so much alike, whether it was the figure or the voice of "Chen Baijue, I'll kill you", they were all very similar to Jiang Tong.

Lin Yanran had goosebumps all over her body, and said in a low voice, "Little real Jinling, can it really be Jiang Tong?"

Gu Qifei shook her head assertively: "Just being similar doesn't mean that he is Jiang Tong."

Yang Chao also nodded:
"Jiang Tong's background, wrist, family background, and ability are all mediocre, not even as good as Zhu Zhenyun. With such a character, he is doomed to have no achievements in his life. Compared with that little real person, he doesn't even have the appearance of a little real person."

Everyone was silent at the same time and stopped talking.

……

In the center of the eyes of hundreds of people, Jiang Tong embraced the void, and slowly lifted it as if a world was closed between his hands.

The world at this moment is completely different from before.

The surrounding rain and the river below seemed to slow down as Jiang Tong embraced the void with both hands and lifted it above his head.

'boom! '

Jiang Tong slammed down with both hands, only to see tens of feet of river face all over his body, sinking suddenly, creating waves tens of meters high.

It was as if a cannonball fell into the river, and the misty rain curtain that fell from the sky burst instantly and shot out in all directions.

Chen Baijue stepped back ten steps in a row, each time he stepped on a huge footprint on the river, his face was full of astonishment, he raised his head and asked:

"What method is this?"

Just now, Jiang Tong was understating it, as if picking up the world and smashing it down. Even a tank was present, and it would be smashed to pieces.

Jiang Tong said with regret in his eyes:
"This is the eighth form of Fuyao. It's a pity that I have only practiced the second form to embrace mountains and rivers. Otherwise, the hammer just now could kill you."

Chen Baijue's eyes were serious, and he laughed loudly: "It's a soaring eight-style, magnificent and magnificent, which I have never seen before. No wonder I stepped into Hejin cultivation at a young age, under the age of 30."

Without saying a word, Jiang Tong waved his hand, and all the misty rain in the sky was caught in his palm, condensing into hundreds of tiny water swords, which he swiped with one sleeve, and shot out mightily.

Chen Baijue snorted softly, grasping the wind as a blade, and stomped his foot down suddenly, his whole body flew into the air like a Kunpeng, with a pair of Fengshen wings sprouting from his back, blinking [-] meters away.

"You are too big, the wind and the sky are invisible, the clouds are invisible, and they are everywhere. This is a hundred miles away from the river, the river is windy, and the waves are rolling, which can make my wind blade soar several times. !"

For the past few days, Chen Baijue has been fishing near the river, catching wind and shadow all the time.Unexpectedly, Jiang Tong would dare to confront him in this kind of place!

Jian Yu pulled out a sharp sound in the void, almost condensed into substance, and could tear steel.

It hit the wall of wind summoned by Chen Baijue with a wave of his hand, making a 'bang' sound, like steel clattering.

"Chen Zhenren's thousand-machine wind blade is used more and more superbly!"

Grandmasters of the Tai Chi lineage lamented, compared to their ability to control the true energy in their bodies, they can kill people in the air.Chen Baijue's method of manipulating the power of heaven and earth to injure the enemy with every gesture of his hands and feet is so light.

Everything in the world is for my use!
The old man of the Gu family stood on the bow of the boat with his arms crossed, and said with a wry smile: "One day, I will also enter this real world and taste the taste of spreading the world."

Below the combined energy, it is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth into the body, flow through the meridians, and then convert it into the true essence for oneself.

He Jin is different!

Once entering He Jin, there is almost no need to absorb the spiritual energy into the body, and you can control the power of heaven and earth in a radius of several hundred meters with just a raise of your hand.

The biggest difference between Huajin and Hejin is here.

Otherwise, why is there such a saying in the martial arts world, below the combined strength, everyone is an ant.

"Haha, happy!"

Chen Baijue holds the wind blade in his hand, cuts the water when encountering water, divides the rain when encountering rain, and the river is roaring under his feet, and the sound of the wind is whistling.

The strong winds around him are the foundation of Chen Baijue's supernatural powers. If the wind in the river does not stop and the waves are not calm, Chen Baijue's supernatural powers can flow continuously.

"Look at my Fengshen Blade!"

Chen Baijue was surrounded by strong winds, and with one finger, there were thousands of invisible wind blades, which almost cut off the entire rain curtain from top to bottom, revealing a smooth crack.

Finally, it fell on the surface of the river, and the river water on both sides oscillated, pulling out a white mark tens of meters long.

And Jiang Tong walked like a stroll in the courtyard, not even a single corner of his clothes was lifted.

"Chen Baijue, your talent and attainments are among the top among the masters I have ever seen. If you give you a few more decades, you may not be able to catch a glimpse of the martial arts."

Jiang Tong said lightly.

Chen Bai absolutely couldn't deny it, and said calmly: "Would it be so simple to talk about the status of Martial Dao Transformation God? Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to become Transformation Gods."

The river under their feet was in chaos, and the surrounding water was steaming, and even the surface of the river formed a vacuum.

When Jiang Tong waved his hand, the rain curtain turned upside down, the river flowed upside down, and dozens of water swords condensed again, and said in a deep voice:
"Chen Baijue, if you blindly indulge in the beauty of wielding the power of heaven and earth, sooner or later you will be assimilated by heaven and earth, and you will no longer have the heart to be brave and diligent."

As he said that, Jiang Tong's body jumped up, and the two water waves below stretched out of the water like a tornado, dragging Jiang Tong's feet.

Then he stepped out, and dozens of huge water swords floating in the misty rain beside him also shot out.

till now!
Chen Baijue's Qianji Wind Blade has already developed six forms, but Jiang Tong's magical powers have not been revealed in one form!