The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

The wealthy people in Zhongzhou who hid on the mountain and watched the battle didn't feel anything strange.

Just seeing Qi Shengjun fall from the sky with his own eyes made him dumbfounded.

"Qi Shigong lost?"

Everyone couldn't believe that Qi Shengjun, who had been in the martial arts world of Huaguo for a hundred years and had almost become a martial arts god, would be defeated by a rising star under the age of 30.

"impossible!"

"Shigong should be invincible in a hundred battles, and invincible is the world!"

Everyone couldn't believe the result.

If even Mr. Qi Sheng was beheaded by Jiang Tong, wouldn't it mean behind the scenes that this huge Zhongzhou was trampled down by Jiang Tong alone?
How can the rich and powerful who are used to standing on Jiangbei's head and domineering accept this?

Others do not say.

When doing business in the future, they will not be able to hold their heads up in front of Jiangbei.

You must know that the Huaguo Wujie seems far away from the world of ordinary people.

But for the upper class, over the years, the rich and powerful of China have become more and more closely connected with the martial arts world.

As more and more martial artists keep up with the times and start doing business.

The two worlds that were originally disjoint are slowly overlapping.

It can be said that these tycoons are closely connected with the result of today's World War I, one loses all, and one prospers.

No one wanted to see Qi Shengjun be beheaded by Jiang Tong.

"This this…"

Patriarch Sun's face was full of panic, his liver and gallbladder were splitting, and his eyes were almost dull.

But looking at other people, it is the same reaction.

On the entire mountain top, dozens of people were silent, not saying a word.

Only those old-fashioned powerhouses looked more dignified.

Looking at the world in front of you with another vision, you will find that there is an aura growing in the dilapidated rubble pile.

It's like turning a cocoon into a butterfly.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes...

Just when everyone thought that Qi Shengjun was defeated by Jiang Tong.

Invisibly, as if some shackles were broken, a terrifying breath went straight to the sky.

Qi Shengjun, who should have died a long time ago when Jiang Tong punched him through his body, actually floated up slowly.

The wounds on his body are slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His head was full of white hair, which turned black at this moment, and the wrinkles on his face gradually disappeared, as if he had returned to his 50-year-old appearance in an instant.

He climbed into the air step by step like this, without using the slightest magical power, as if the world supported him.

With every step he took, Qi Shengjun's appearance changed a bit.

After a dozen steps, Qi Shengjun was shoulder-to-shoulder with Jiang Tong, and the two stood in the void.

His every move, including the breathing rhythm, is integrated with the heaven and the earth, and there is an incomparable dao rhyme in every gesture.

"Ha ha!"

Qi Shengjun didn't say a word, but laughed heartily, and the laughter shook ten miles.

Everyone felt as if the Dengshen Ridge under their feet was shaking with his laughter.

Roads of red clouds sprayed thinly, running across the eight universes, and he just stood in the void like an understatement.

Just like the gods came into the world, a breath of breath overflowed, and many strong men who were hundreds of meters away were suffocated.

"Qi Shigong became a god in the first battle!"

Daoming's eyes shot out a ray of light, which stretched several feet away, and there was a "crackling" sound along the way.

Li Qingcheng and the others were so excited that they couldn't speak.

It seems that the person who finally stepped into the martial arts to become a god is themselves.

"Didn't it mean that in the past hundred years, no one has been able to become a god of transformation?"

Aside from the horror, everyone had the same question in their minds.

But Qi Shengjun's grand and vast aura, which seems to suppress everything in the world, declares that this is a living martial arts god.

This kind of coercion cannot be forged by any means.

"This old man has practiced for a hundred years all his life, three nines in winter, and three days in summer. Finally, today, between life and death, straight to the point, ascending to the pinnacle of martial arts."

As Qi Shengjun spoke, he actually bowed slightly to Jiang Tong to show his respect.

"Thank you Jiang Xiaoyou for making it happen!"

Jiang Tong's complexion was like a lake, and it didn't change a bit because Qi Shengjun stepped into Huashen.

"Qi Shengjun, although your realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, you are still a little short of a truly perfect martial arts transformation."

Jiang Tong spoke calmly.

As a god of martial arts, he can naturally see through Qi Shengjun's current cultivation level at a glance.

Don't look at his current strength, physical body, and spirit are no different from Huashen.But as long as the cultivation base is high in the future, this slight flaw will be infinitely magnified.

Only then will he understand how important it is to lay a solid foundation.

Although there is only a slight difference, it is like a moat.

If Qi Shengjun can't make up for this shortcoming, he is doomed to stop becoming a god in the future, and it will be difficult to make further progress throughout his life.

"Huh!" Qi Shengjun hummed softly, but he didn't say much.

Feeling the power in his body that swung the heavens and the earth and commanded all living beings, Qi Shengjun felt that he could smash the thousand-foot mountain under his feet with one punch.

Of course, these are all kinds of illusions brought about by the surge in power in a short period of time.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, do you want to continue?"

"You are no longer my opponent!"

Qi Shengjun lowered his eyes slightly and stopped looking at Jiang Tong.

On the other side of the mountain, the Qi family cried out in joy, as well as the congratulations and cheers of many wealthy people in Zhongzhou.

The head of the Qi family led many children of the Qi family to kneel down together.

Tears dazzle:

"Congratulations to Qi Shigong for ascending to the gods today!"

The rest fell into a long silence.

After today, Qi Shengjun stepped into the martial arts and became a god, surpassing the peak of the martial arts world. I am afraid that no one in this Huaguo will be able to suppress him anymore.

These former old opponents of Qi Shengjun kept their mouths shut and had to accept it.When Qi Shengjun took the last half step, they had already been thrown into the dirt.

For the rest of his life, he could only look up to this martial arts genius.

"Congratulations to Patriarch Qi, the Qi family will surely become the No. [-] family in the south of the Yangtze River in the future!" The patriarchs of the three major families stepped forward to congratulate with smiles.

Patriarch Qi was full of ambition, and laughed loudly: "We are happy together!"

Jiang Tong looked coldly at the wealthy people in Zhongzhou who went to congratulate him.

With a sneer in his mouth:

"Qi Shengjun, do you think that being invincible is invincible?"

"Today, I will let the world see how I, Jiang Tong, ascended to heaven and slashed gods!"

After the words fell, Jiang Tong opened his hands, let out a long whistle, and his eyes seemed to be dyed with divine light.The originally delicate and thin body suddenly grew taller.

A Qi machine that shook the sky turned into a beam of light connecting the sky and the earth, shooting straight out.

Qi Shengjun frowned slightly:
"After stepping into Huashen, I can clearly see the boundless mana cultivation in Jiang Xiaoyou's body. If I continue to fight, it will only hurt both sides. Why don't we just let it go?"

Qi Shengjun has just entered Huashen, and urgently needs time to control this power.If Jiang Tong does not become a god of transformation, he is invincible against Qi Shengjun.

So in his opinion, this war should stop here.

Jiang Tong's hair danced wildly, his eyes were lifelike, like a god.

Hearing this, he looked at Qi Shengjun coldly:

"If you want to fight, you can fight, and if you want to stop, you can stop. Do you think Jiang is easy to talk to?"

The words fell.

Jiang Tong pinched the seal with both hands, and the whole body was full of blood.

Swinging Eight Forms, Seventh Form Sun Moon Wheel!
……

On this day, at the foot of Shenshen Mountain, countless people witnessed with their own eyes a big sun rising from the top of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, there was another round of bright moon, shining like a river, and the whole world was as bright as day.

"This is...the sun and the moon are in the same sky?"

I don't know who opened the mouth. In an instant, countless people's legs softened and they fell to their knees.