The son-in-law of the female president

"Teacher made the second sword!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered, and there was an indescribable taste in his mouth.

She knew better than anyone else how far Jiang Jianyan's accomplishments in the way of swordsmanship had reached.
However, just before he started fighting with Jiang Tong, he was forced to use the 'Gentleman's Sword' and 'Sixiang Sword', almost even taking out the tricks at the bottom of the box.

The Four Elephant Sword was originally created by Jiang Jianyan after referring to the Four Elephants of Esoteric Buddhism.

"The second sword has been drawn, is it still far away from being forced out of the third sword Wan Jian to return to the sect?"

Those who were familiar with Jiang Jianyan raised their heads slightly, their eyes filled with worry.

"Old man, my Lin family just said something out of their mouths, and it turned out to be hard for you."

A tinge of remorse rose in Mr. Lin's heart. No matter how much the Lin family overestimated Jiang Tong, they realized that they still underestimated this newly-emerged Jinling little real person when they really took action.

"Who is he?"

"Where does his power come from?"

Everyone is full of doubts. In the journey of martial arts, real people who are 70 or [-] years old are considered young.

Like Jiang Tong, who is under 30 years old, and has reached the pinnacle of cultivation, which no one has ever seen.

'Clang! '

The Four Elephants sword rose, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the heavy snow in the sky seemed to be torn apart by this sword.

The heavy snow cuts off, revealing a vacuum zone.

"It's still not enough."

Jiang Tong shook his head, blasted two swords with one fist, stepped several feet away with one step, raised his palm above his head, and slashed at Jiang Jianyan.

Jiang Jianyan was calm and unhurried. He pointed horizontally and met Jiang Tong's palm. The moment they touched, with the two of them as the center, within tens of meters around them, the wind blew up on the flat ground, and a thick layer of snow and frost shook the sky.

The people hundreds of meters away were even blown to the point where they sat on the ground, their faces full of shock.

Jiang Jianyan is almost transcendent in the way of swordsmanship, but there is still a big gap from the real realm where everything in the world can be transformed into a sword.

Jiang Tong didn't even lift the corner of his clothes, Jiang Jianyan panicked and retreated another dozen steps.While flicking his sleeves and waving his hands, the Four Elephant Sword came, its blade shone brightly and trembled continuously.

"Try this old man's move of four images into one!"

Jiang Jianyan's figure seemed to be raised suddenly at this moment, with white hair flying all over his head.

Esoteric Buddhism has a total of nine elements and four phenomena, and the nine elements correspond to the east, west, north, and west. Throughout the ages, the universe, time and space have been the most mysterious.The four images are spring, summer, autumn and winter, the weather of the four seasons.

In the depths of Jiang Tong's eyes, there was a trace of solemnity, and he embraced the void with his hands, as if lifting the whole world and smashing it down, and said in a word:

"Look! Mountains! Rivers!"

Boom!

Following Jiang Tong's blow, the entire void shook violently, the snow water transpired, and the thousand-foot snow peak shook like an earthquake.

"God, is this really a human?"

Liu Teng was dumbfounded.

I saw cracks spreading under Jiang Tong's feet, and snowflakes rustled. Every time he took a step, he was one point away from the ground.

Nine steps later, Jiang Tong had risen into the sky, more than ten meters above the ground, rubbing his fingers like a knife and chopping off his head.

A white horse, like a small Tianhe falling, collided with the two swords in Jiang Jianyan's hand.

In an instant, the sword energy traveled 300 meters across.

The surrounding world almost turned into chaos, and even the snow and frost piled up on the ground were torn into powder by the sword energy.

"Little friend is indeed world-class in martial arts. If he was born 50 years earlier, he will be as famous as the heroes of the world." Jiang Jianyan did not retreat but advanced, and stood up with the sword.

The Four Elephant Sword shot across the void, causing the heavy snow all over the body to be stirred and churned, as if the Four Elephants changed, leaving a vast expanse of whiteness in sight.

Jiang Jianyan tried his best, but he didn't know in his heart that no matter how much Jiang Tong praised him, he would never show mercy.

I thought that Jiang Tong was unarmed, but Jiang Jianyan had taken advantage of both swords.

But at this moment, Jiang Jianyan smiled wryly, and the skill of controlling the sword that he was most proud of in his life had been forced out of the two swords of the gentleman and the four elephants.

Looking at Jiang Tong calmly and calmly, he raised his hand lightly, and scattered the sword energy he had cultivated for a hundred years.

"Based on your punch, I believe that Chen Baijue died in your hands."

Jiang Jianyan was in a panic, a trace of blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Tong's fist seal was fierce and indestructible, even his Four Elephant Sword Intent could hardly stop him.

If it weren't for the sword in his body to protect his body, Jiang Jianyan would have been defeated long ago.

Even so, with a trace of fist imprinted into the body, the five internal organs were shaken and shifted.

Jiang Tong put his hands back and stood, stepped on the sky, looked down at Jiang Jianyan, and said calmly: "You still have the third sword, why don't you use it?"

Jiang Jianyan stood on the top of the snow, surrounded by two flying swords, and said in a complicated tone:
"This old man has been practicing swordsmanship for a hundred years. Although he has mastered the third sword, he still can't master it. And this sword is very useful, so how can it be used on you?"

This old man, who has lived for more than 140 years, is full of vigor, even though he is bleeding, his figure is still tall and straight.

Jiang Tong snorted softly:

"Without the third sword, I can kill you right away."

As he said that, Jiang Tong slowly pulled out a fist, his body was like a bow, his fingers were clenched into a fist, his thumb was between the index finger and middle finger, and the wind and snow all over his body was pouring towards Jiang Tong at this moment.

Before the fist was punched, there was a sense of oppression on the top of the snow, and even the spectators who were hiding a hundred meters away were almost suffocated.

This fist was exactly the punch Jiang Tong used to kill Chen Baijue on Linjiang.

Jiang Jianyan made a tactic with both hands, his face was as solemn as water, he had never felt this way in his life, and the two swords beside him were shining brightly.

next moment.

Jiang Tong punched out, with the posture of the sky falling and the earth cracking, the fist glowed like a dragon soaring into the sky, and there were bursts of explosions in the void, like thunder.

Jiang Jianyan sighed:
"If you are released for another 30 years, in the future world, who else will be your opponent?"

He swayed his long sleeves, and his two swords shot up into the sky like a startled light. His body was at the top of his cultivation, and his beard and hair were all upside down at this moment.

The sleeves of his hands were shaken to pieces.

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Jiang Jianyan's mouth, but his face was full of indomitable momentum. He followed the sword and punched Jiang Tong Taotian, colliding with each other.

'Boom! '

The entire snow peak seemed to be exploding, like boiling water splashing, and the heavy snow within a radius of [-] meters melted and transpired.

'Bang! '

The two swords of the gentleman and the four elephants held on for a moment, a crack appeared, and then they all broke under the shocking eyes of everyone.

"teacher!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes were a little blank, and he muttered, isn't even Jiang Jianyan Jiang Tong's opponent?

Jiang Jianyan retreated tens of meters in a row, and with every step he landed, he left a three-point footprint on the ground, and his ethereal white robe was even stained red with blood.

Jiang Jianyan could barely catch this punch, but the price was two broken swords.

"That's it!"

Jiang Jianyan's eyes showed sorrow, he coughed up blood, gently stroked his sleeves, and said with a wry smile: "The third sword was originally reserved for the old man himself. He planned to enter the gate of heaven with the third sword on the day of his death, and hit the realm of transforming gods. .”

He raised his head, his dim eyes regained their brilliance.

At this moment, Jiang Jianyan's momentum changed drastically, like a sword master, his whole body was filled with sword energy, as if his whole body had become a fierce sword at this moment.

Jian Wushuang seemed to think of something, with two lines of tears on his face: "Teacher, don't draw the sword, you will die."

The old man of the Lin family looked sad, and he sat on the ground, with tears in his eyes, and said sadly:
"Brother Jiang, the old man hurt you!"

Jiang Jianyan looked back with a free and easy smile:
"Brother Lin often said that only those who can afford it and let it go are free people. A hundred years of cultivation is nothing. If you don't become a god of transformation in this life, it won't be too late for me to re-enter in the next life."

His eyes gradually narrowed, and he looked at Jiang Tong:

"The old man's third sword, my friend, be careful."

The words fall.

Jiang Jianyan opened his eyes suddenly, and stomped on the top of the snow:

"Sword come!"

this day.

The word "Sword Come" shook Qingzhou.

On the top of the snow, dozens of flying swords inserted into the ground soared into the sky, tearing apart the snow curtain.

Jiang Jianyan took advantage of the wind with his sword, and used the most proud sword in his life:
"This style is called Wanjian Guizong!"