The first rich son-in-law

The lunar calendar has entered the winter month.

A hazy layer of snow on the ground.

In the early morning, a pair of combat boots stepped slowly on the snow.

Looking at the scenery of the community, Jiang Beichen looked a little confused.

"The wind is strong and the horns are bowing. The general is hunting Weicheng. The grass is withered, the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is gone. The horse's hooves are light. Suddenly passed Xinfeng City, and returned to Xiliu Camp. Looking back at the place where the eagle was shot, the clouds are flat."

A desolate rhetoric came gradually from the hoarse mouth.

Jiang Beichen closed his eyes. The folk songs in the western region seemed out of place in a city like Acropolis, which was carved with pink and white.

But at this moment, his heart was extremely surging, as if he had seen thousands of troops and horses, and the soldiers were on the battlefield in autumn!

"Junmen, do you miss the brothers in the military camp?" Zhao Qun came to his side and put a cloak on him.

Jiang Beichen raised it up, and sighed: "It's been a few months, I don't know how the brothers are doing?"

"Don't worry, Junmen. Since you defeated the Red Moon Army last time, no one in the entire Middle East dared to act provocatively, not even the old devil on the Iran-Iraq border!" Zhao Qun said respectfully. road.

"That's good, but let them breathe in this world, after all, there will be disasters. After I finish dealing with the affairs of the capital, I will definitely eradicate these evil obstacles!"

Jiang Beichen took a deep breath, and slowly stretched out his hand to catch a strand of snowflakes.

Watching it slowly melt in the palm of your hand.

"Today, Xiaoxue!"

"Yes, the military sect. I have notified the Zhili camp this morning that if Zhang Yin and his family dare to escape, neither will be left behind!" Zhao Qun's eyes were full of murderous intent.

It is the crime of the Chi clan to kill the mother of the army.

Today must be the death day of Zhang Yin, Lu Meng, and that bitch Zhou Yunyun.

"But Junmen, I heard that these two families hooked up with people from Jiange of Tianshan Mountain a while ago! I'm afraid they will make preparations today!" Zhao Qun suddenly remembered this matter again.

"Tianshan Jiange?" Jiang Beichen sneered with disdain in his eyes.

"I heard that Mo Bai, the sword sage of Tianshan Mountain, is the most powerful man in the world. I have heard the legend of this man in the western region, and I would like to meet him if I have the chance!" Jiang Beichen's eyes seemed to have flames beating.

Although he has inherited the Xuanqing Jue, he has never really verified his own strength.

Even in the face of those strong men in the Middle East and the Western world, he never frowned.

It can be said that he has never faced anyone who can beat him, and he does not know what level of strength he has reached without a reference.

It is in response to that sentence, how lonely invincible is.

However, according to his own estimation, his current strength must be higher than that of Wu Sheng, right?

But now that he is plagued by cold poison and has to suppress the magic skills, facing the Martial Saint, I am afraid it will be somewhat stressful.

"Junmen, this Mobai is really not simple. It is said that when he was young, he was always number one on the Hualong list. He didn't quit martial arts until 30 years ago and practiced in Tianshan Mountain!" Zhao Qun said hastily.

The experiences of successful people are surprisingly similar.

If the new and old Hualongbang first meet, I don't know what kind of earth-shattering scene it will be.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qun couldn't help being slightly excited.

"Let's not mention him for now, where are Zhang Yin and Lu Meng now?" Jiang Beichen's eyes gradually became cold.

When the day of Xiaoxue comes, it's time to clear up the mother's grievances!

"Back to the military gate, these two people are currently hiding in the Lu family's manor. Now all the important members of Zhang Yin's family have gathered in the manor. Before that, Zhou Yunyun paid for more than ten small helicopters from South China secretly. !” A strange smile appeared on Zhao Qun’s face.

"Is this... wanting to run?" Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Get the Red Star 28 ready for me, set up one, and blow one up for me, none of these ants can leave Wei Wei alive." city!"

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, a dark green jeep slowly arrived at the gate of a manor in the northern suburbs.

The car door opened, a pair of combat boots stepped down slowly, and an invisible air radiated out, shaking the scattered white snow around. When those steps stepped into the courtyard, even the entire courtyard seemed to tremble slightly.

There was no one in the courtyard.

Jiang Beichen walked in with his hands behind his back, strolling in the courtyard as if walking in his own home, while Zhao Qun followed behind with a vigilant expression on his face.

Because he felt that there was a murderous aura in this yard!
And this murderous aura is very sharp, as if it wants to cut the skin!
This kind of feeling can't be felt by ordinary masters. I'm afraid only those with aerodynamic and above cultivation bases can feel it very deeply!

"Army Gate..."

"They come, the security!"

Jiang Beichen waved his hand and took the lead to walk towards a big river in the manor.

The river is a man-made river, but it is majestic and majestic. From a distance, it looks like a blue sword, which makes people daunting.

"Such a big battle, could it be that it was prepared for Jiang?"

Looking at both sides of the bank, Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneer.

Laughter echoed in the empty surroundings, full of ridicule and banter.

存 嬬 孻!
But at this moment, dozens of figures flashed on the riverside like ghosts, surrounding Jiang Beichen and the two of them.

These dozens of figures are all dressed in ancient styles, just like the Shushan disciples in the TV series.The white clothes fluttered, and the aura was sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and there was a faint sword aura spewing out non-stop.And each of them also held Yishui's Qingfeng long sword in their hands, with a cold light shining on it, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

creak creak!

In the distance, an old man with white hair and a childlike face, carrying a canvas package, came from a distance on the snow.

This person walked very lightly, within three or two steps, he had already come to the front.

"Are you the kid who killed my fifth junior brother?" The old man slowly took off the two canvas packages on his back while walking.

"Are you from Jiange?" Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly. This person gave him a normal feeling, but the two canvas wraps made him feel a little sharp.

These should be two swords!
And they are two ancient swords, even higher in level than the blood-drinking sword Jin Ke used last time!
"Boy, even if you have eyesight, I am the second generation disciple of Jiange, Zhao Kuo!" Zhao Kuo's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Since you killed my fifth junior brother Jin Ke, you are the enemy of my Jiange!"

"I will give you two choices now. One, cut off your own arms now, follow me back to the door, and be a prisoner for a hundred years. I may spare your life!"

"Second, I personally beheaded you to avenge my Fifth Junior Brother!" Zhao Kuo looked like he was convinced by Jiang Beichen, because he had already set up a net on both sides of the river, and even if this kid's martial arts were world-class, he would not be able to get his wings out in the end. escape!
"Bold!"

"Let my military sect be a prisoner, and still want my military sect's head? Believe it or not, I will lead troops to level your Tianshan Jiange!" Zhao Qun immediately took a step forward, and a fierce momentum suddenly broke out.

Whoa!
The Jiange disciples around suddenly staggered to and fro, all showing expressions of shock.Most of them are in the state of internal strength, so naturally they cannot resist the strength of Qi, but there are three old men who are exceptionally stable, standing still like pines.

These three people are all martial arts masters!

"How dare you use an axe in front of the grandmaster with mere arrogance? It's beyond self-control!"

One of the long-bearded old men sneered coldly, stomped his feet, and suddenly a huge soil thorn protruded from the ground under Zhao Qun's feet, stabbing at Zhao Qun's chest!
Zhao Qun's expression changed.

Although he has extraordinary talent and is already a master of aerodynamics, he is still far behind a master of martial arts. Facing such an attack, he is still full of despair.

But at this moment, Jiang Beichen made a move suddenly, just waved his sleeve lightly, and the soil thorn burst instantly.

"I don't like this way of greeting!"

Boom!
Jiang Beichen also stomped his feet, and suddenly, a soil thorn protruded from the foot of the martial arts master who had just shot, like a dragon, and suddenly stabbed towards the martial arts master!

puff!

The sharp soil thorn pierced through the guru's chest in an instant. The old man's face was full of incredulity, and he lowered his head slowly, his eyes gradually lost their vitality.Finally crashed down.

For a moment, the audience was silent.