The first rich son-in-law

"The ancestor passed on Tai Ah to me?"

Nalan Rongcheng's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

He is not interested in the position of Patriarch Nalan, but he has admired Tai'a Jian for a long time.

Tai'a, one of the top ten famous swords in ancient times, is also the treasure of the town house of the Nalan family of the mad blood family.

Nalan Rongcheng has no other hobbies in his life, only interested in martial arts and kendo.

But there are not many masters who can make him draw a sword in his life, and he doesn't even use a sword at ordinary times, he only uses Tang Dao.

Because in his conception, the sword is the king of soldiers.

The king's sword does not kill ants, only opponents he can see are worthy of him using the sword.

Nan Xiaolu counts as one.

And today, he is going to fight Yizhimei, and he has already prepared his sword.

I didn't expect my father to send Tai'a sword here today!

"Rongcheng, Patriarch and the entire Nalan family have high hopes for you. You must play well this time, and bring out the prestige of our Nalan family!"

"The entire golden clan, my son Nalan Rongcheng, is the brightest leader, the hope of the entire Crazy Blood!" Nalande shouted vigorously.

Father depends on son!

Originally, Nalan De was originally a bastard son of the Nalan family, but only because he gave birth to a good son, he got his status today.

In the future, it can be foreseen that the entire Nalan family, and even the entire world, will be in the possession of their father and son!
"Father, don't worry, the child will hold this Tai'a sword today and kill that branch of plum at the Suzaku Gate! To raise the prestige of my Nalan family, and even deter Nan Guwu, let them know that my blood is crazy, and sooner or later One day, I will climb to the top again, and I will stand in front of them like that person and make them tremble!" Nalan Rongcheng raised the Qingfeng sword high above his head.

Boom!

Suddenly a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and all the imperial guards shook their bodies, with expressions of excitement on their faces, "One sword, the thirteen battalions of light and cold, the three young masters are mighty!"

"Wu Wei! Wu Wei! Wu Wei!"

The sound wave is higher than the wave.

The blood in Nalan Rongcheng's chest was boiling.

Holding Tai'a Sword, I feel more confident in my heart.

In recent years, the Kuangxue family has been faintly suppressed by the Guwu family.

More than 20 years ago, in the Zhao family of the mad blood, a son was born. He reached the pinnacle of martial arts at a young age, and became the recognized No.1 in the martial arts world.

Back then, he stepped into the Gu Wu family alone, forcing the entire Gu Wu family to bow to him.

From that moment on, the Guwu family put away all their arrogance and had to admit the strength of the Kuangxue bloodline.

However, in the incident 20 years ago, during the violent civil strife, half of the violent blood family lost their strength, and the remaining saints were also seriously injured and dying.

This made the Guwu family ready to move.

Some people even said that the Crazy Blood family had no successors, and even the Tribunal of Force cut off some of the Crazy Blood seats.

And he, Nalan Rongcheng, rose in the twilight, not only the glory of the Nalan family, but also the hope of the entire Crazy Blood!
"Son, go boldly! Believe in you as a father, you will eventually become someone like Zhao Shuo! Become the invincible supreme in this world!" Nalande said vigorously, his eyes full of excitement.

In his eyes, his son is the best martial artist in the world, born with great luck, and the hope of the whole Crazy Blood.

In the future, he will surely ascend to the rank of Ninth Five-Year!

Nalan Rongcheng nodded heavily and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

A large number of Royal Forest Army quickly marched towards Suzaku Gate!
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Compared with Lin Cong and Nalan Rongcheng, Jiang Beichen's movements were much lower-key.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Beichen drove to Zhuque Street alone.

The streets were deserted, and a group of armed vehicles patrolled back and forth on the road, preventing ordinary people from approaching.

But when Jiang Beichen arrived, all the armed vehicles gave way, because there were people from Ye Changcheng who recognized the brand of the jeep, not only did not stop him, but even opened the way for Jiang Beichen, escorting him directly into the Suzaku Gate.

At this time, everyone in the square looked over.

I don't know which big boss this is, but he is actually escorted by an armed vehicle.

Jiang Beichen parked the car aside and stepped down, looking very calm.

"Jiang Beichen?"

"It's actually him?"

"What is he doing?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and many people in the upper class were already familiar with Jiang Beichen's face.

But everyone knows Jiang Beichen differently.

People like Ye Qingcheng and Lu Zheng knew his identity as the ruler, and the Fang family knew he was Yizhimei.

Enemies such as Ma Wenxiong and Yin Wenqian have a more thorough understanding of his identity.

But people like Xiami, Jin Dongsheng and Feng Jie didn't know much about Jiang Beichen's background.

Even at this moment, in their eyes, Jiang Beichen is still just a clown, a lucky street boy.

But at this moment, Feng Jie and Jin Dongsheng walked towards him first.

"Jiang Beichen, what occasion do you dare to join in the fun today?" Feng Jie sneered.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning, "Why didn't I dare to come?"

"haha why?"

"Do you know what the scene is today?" Feng Jie said proudly: "Today my master will face a martial arts master, No. [-] in the Hualong list, Beihai Yizhimei! Do you know what level of battle this is? It may be a little scratched." A little aftermath is enough to smash you to pieces!"

"You low bastard, you have fought me and Jin Shao time and time again, believe it or not, as long as I ask Master, I will slap you to death on the spot!" Feng Jie shouted jokingly.

"That's right! Jiang Beichen, I'm also the director of the Wumeng Headquarters now, you kneel down and apologize to me immediately, maybe I can spare your life!" Jin Dongsheng immediately said in a dark voice.

Jiang Beichen was slightly surprised when he saw him: "I didn't expect you to come out so soon?"

"Haha, surprise, right?" Jin Dongsheng said with a smug expression, "I told you that my Jin family has something to do with the upper echelons, and my uncle Xiao Zhan is the president of the Wumeng. Give him face!"

"Xiao Zhan? I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it. In Jiang's eyes, he's just a small person! Not to mention the general manager, even Lin Cong, the leader of the alliance, is just a piece of shit in Jiang's eyes!" Jiang Beichen Said with a disapproving expression.

"Bold!"

"You, you are presumptuous! How dare you scold my master, you are such a coward!" Feng Jie was furious. She never thought that this kid would dare to be so arrogant on such an occasion today. Isn't this courting death?
Jin Dongsheng hastily accused loudly: "You surnamed Jiang, what the hell are you so arrogant about? Let me tell you, I, Xiao Shibo, am here, and I cannot allow you to be presumptuous!"

Jin Dongsheng hurriedly said to Xiao Zhan next to him: "Xiao Shibo, this is the one who forced me into the prison, and now this kid still dares to speak wild words, you quickly tear his mouth to pieces and beat him to a cripple. , so that he can't seek death if he wants to live!"

As soon as these words were said, the others showed strange expressions.

After all, Jiang Beichen's identity, most of the aristocratic and powerful families, almost already knew, even if they didn't know, they would know after asking each other.

Jin Dongsheng and Feng Jie actually pointed at him and yelled, what the hell is courting death!
Xiao Zhan's face suddenly became a little shattered, and he quickly turned his face away.

Who is your uncle, are you here to shit?
The battle with Bei Laojiu had attracted the attention of the entire Martial Arts League. As the general manager, he naturally knew the young man's identity and strength clearly.

At this moment, the chief rudder did not come, so he naturally did not dare to stand out.

"Xiao Shibo, you..." Jin Dongsheng had a confused expression on his face, wondering why Xiao Zhan didn't respond at all.

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneered, and said disdainfully, "Ask him, I'm standing here, does he dare to say one more word to me!"

This arrogant attitude immediately stunned Jin Dongsheng, not knowing what was going on.

Feng Jie couldn't stand it any longer, and said coldly: "Jiang Beichen, I don't understand, what confidence do you have to dare to say such big words? Mr. President Xiao doesn't want to be as knowledgeable as you at all, okay?"

Feng Jie was very upset. She thought that by becoming Lin Cong's outer disciple, she could show off her might in front of Jiang Beichen, but the other party seemed not afraid at all, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Beichen frowned, and jokingly said, "Do you think that by becoming Lin Cong's disciple through the Martial League, you can show off your might in front of me?"