The cheap son-in-law is actually the heir to a billionaire family? !

"I am the nine-generation descendant of Nine Dragon Snowflake Sword No. 30, please enlighten me." After hearing her self-report, Huang Xueju immediately started to fight.

Nine Dragons Snowflake Sword, this is what Chu Feng said, the unique skill handed down from generation to generation by Song Yuan's family.

And in his generation, Song Yuan improved the essence of swordsmanship a lot.

According to research and development, this set of swordsmanship is actually more suitable for girls.

So when Huang Tianwu's younger sister, Huang Xueju, came to learn art from a teacher, Song Yuan did not hesitate to teach the unique knowledge passed down from his family.

Still complaining about Chu Feng?

This old thing is not a duplicity.

He talked unwillingly about how powerful he was, but he also admired people like Huang Tianwu.

It can be seen that he is a deaf and blind guy.

This move is not necessarily to promote the Nine Dragons Snowflake swordsmanship, but to draw closer to Huang Tianwu with the help of Huang Xueju.

What is convenient, he knows in his heart.

"Xueju, be careful not to hurt sir." Seeing this, Huang Tianwu hurriedly shouted.

It is no longer a day or two for his sister to follow Song Yuan.

Now the swordsmanship is also very proficient, and moreover, this woman is holding a real sword. When he learned that Song Yuan taught her the truth, Huang Tianwu specially searched for good materials and the most professional master , forged for it.

It is extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud.

No matter how noble Chu Feng is, he is only a body of flesh and blood.

If he was injured in his Huang clan, Huang Tianwu would definitely die.

Hearing the sound, Chu Feng smiled disdainfully, flicked the long sword in front of him with his fingers, and said, "Miss Huang, I have already said that your generation of masters is not worthy of being my enemy."

"What's more, you are a girl, and, I really have something to do, don't bother me any more."

He naturally disdains to do something to a woman.

Huang Tianwu is optional, but Huang Xueju is not bad looking, the most important thing is a woman.

Chu Feng can defeat ten thousand people in the world, but he does not break his own rules, and never does anything to women.

Avoiding the woman in front of him, he walked forward again.

"Trash, you actually look down on me so much." Huang Xueju was annoyed, and cursed: "If you can't let you know how good I am, from now on, I, Huang Xueju, will be your maid willingly."

Before the words fell, Huang Xueju had already rushed out sideways, pointing the long sword straight again.

Even at that moment, Chu Feng didn't look back.

Huang Tianwu, Pan Wenlong and others all had sweaty palms.

At this moment, the evening wind became even colder, perhaps, because the night was dark.

The three of them were in the courtyard at different positions, and the wind swept through each person's body.

Hearing the rustling of the vegetation on the side, it has a bit of depression.

The wind passed over Chu Feng's fingertips, and the coolness instantly transformed into coming from him.

I saw his real power surging, swaying around, and the wind became huge, sweeping down the fiery red champagne leaves.

Another scene suddenly appeared in the entire courtyard, and the champagne leaves were flying all over the sky, scattered beside Chu Feng.

He raised his hand suddenly, the palm fluctuated from bottom to top, and two sharp champagne leaves were already held between his fingertips.

The long arm waved back naturally~
Clang!
Just heard a majestic sound.

The two champagne leaves were like hidden weapons shot out with great force, and they flew straight at the long sword pointed at Huang Xueju's hand.

Immediately following the sound, the woman staggered to a halt, and everyone present was dumbfounded.

In their eyes, it was incomparable, the specially made metal long sword, Huang Xueju regarded it as a treasure, but it couldn't withstand the blow of a leaf.

In an instant, it was directly broken into two pieces by her hand.

When the broken sword fell to the ground, the champagne leaves stood straight aside, inserted horizontally on the ground.

Looking at another champagne leaf, rushing to Song Yuan, cutting through the whistling wind.

Stab it!

zizizi~
boom!
This……

"This, this is grass, grass and trees are swords, flowers and leaves are weapons, deadly is invisible..."

It took a long time before Song Yuan's voice came out from the stunned expression. Seeing this scene, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Weird, scary, not at the same level at all.

In the gazebo, Huang Tianwu and others were crazy about this.

Immediately started to go towards the courtyard, just about to look at the champagne leaves flying on the rockery behind Song Yuan, but it was too late.

I saw that from the blade inserted into the center, the whole rockery was covered with cracks.

There was another loud bang, and the rockery exploded and shattered directly in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, Song Yuan's expression was even more horrified, the fear in his pupils was just like his angry scarlet eye sockets before, the bloodshot eyes were clearly visible, and there was a little sparkling around.

"Sir, Master, what do you think... Master?" Huang Tianwu was overjoyed, the previous distrust was almost slapped hard on his face at this moment.

But the brazen guy ignored it completely, turned around and spoke to Song Yuan.

Don't you have to compete?

Chu Feng has already made a move, and this skill, if it is not a god, how many ordinary people can do it?
Just as he was about to ask Song Yuan, he still had objections to their previous arrangements.

Only then did I see that Song Yuan beside him was trembling uncontrollably.

Thanks to Huang Tianwu's subordinates who moved quickly and had bright eyes and hearts, they supported him, otherwise, the old guy would have fallen to the ground long ago.

You know, the champagne leaf just now was only half an inch away from his neck. It can be said that it almost passed by his fur.

Moreover, in the face of such a crisis, he has not yet made any resistance to the trend.

Seeing this scene in the end, I can only say that from the very beginning, Chu Feng never intended to seriously care about him.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be the rockery that was crushed now, but the champagne leaf would be stuck in his throat, and it would be him, who would explode and die.

Such a magical technique is simply terrifying.

At this moment, Song Yuan's mind went blank.

Even if he died, he would never have imagined that an unknown person in his eyes, who was weak and even worse than dust, could have such a skill.

Almost, he directly killed him.

"As expected of you sir, we are so impressed." Pan Wenlong yelled overjoyed.

"Hahaha!" Huang Tianwu couldn't stop laughing, he turned around and said, "Sir is the god of Jiuzhou, with Mr. here, we will fight tomorrow, but it's as simple as playing house."

"Wait, the lives of hundreds of people will depend on Mr. alone..."

Hehe, it sounds so nice now.

Why did you question Chu Feng before?

But when he turned his head, Chu Feng had already left and disappeared in the courtyard.

Not interesting.

Having said that, it is very unfriendly to do so.

Song Yuan is also of that age, so he has to learn a lesson.

Chu Feng didn't stop at the same time as he started, and he didn't pay attention to this at all.

It's just a small role, do you need to be so serious?