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

Everyone looked at the crushing situation, and their hearts were about to burst.

Qi Shigong, who was enthralled today, has no power to fight back in front of Jiang Tong.

Everyone thought they were wrong, and some even speculated that Qi Shigong did not step into Huashen.

Otherwise, in the eyes of everyone, how could the Martial Dao Transformation God, who was supposed to be invincible in all battles, be so fragile?

Everyone in the Qi family, who had just fallen into ecstasy, fell silent when they saw the scene in front of them.

The Qi family insisted on having a big mouth, and his hands shrunk into the wide sleeves, trembling uncontrollably.

"How could this be?"

"Qi Shigong should be invincible in the world, he beheaded that thug!"

Patriarch Qi lost his mind and spoke in a dull voice.

There were many people present, but no one responded.

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On the top of the mountain, Qi Shengjun was covered in blood, and every time Jiang Tong landed with a punch, several bones in his body were broken.

Even his Divine Transformation Treasure Body is covered with cracks at this moment, like a piece of porcelain, which will shatter at any time.

Jiang Tong's eyes were cold and merciless.

The entire mountain top was actually smashed into pieces, Qi Shengjun let out a long roar, his whole body was steaming with energy and blood, and he was about to die.

Jiang Tong shook his head lightly:

"It's useless, if the Deity Transformation is incomplete, it is no longer a Deity Transformation."

Qi Shengjun was in a mess, and he no longer had the posture of a heavenly man before.

At this moment, he gradually understood what Jiang Tong said.
As he frantically mobilized the power of transforming gods, he found that there seemed to be something missing in his body?
This feeling made him unable to use his strength, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Is it still a failure after all?"

Qi Shengjun vomited blood from his mouth, and after Jiang Tong punched him more than a dozen times in a row, he was able to cultivate a precious body, and he couldn't bear it.

It seems that the five internal organs are about to be displaced.

Jiang Tong stopped and stood in front of Qi Shengjun: "To be precise, you only need to take the last half step now to enter the realm of transforming gods."

"Unfortunately, this half step, even if you work hard and practice hard all your life, you will not be able to enter."

When Jiang Tong was overseas, he met many people like Qi Shengjun.

They think they have stepped into the martial arts to transform into gods, but they don't know that the so-called transformed gods are just false transformed gods full of flaws.

It's just that such a fake god is much stronger than the little witch god that Jiang Tong cut down.

If Qi Shengjun was really fascinated today and wanted to kill him, Jiang Tong would have to use at least two or more hole cards.

If it's not good enough to transform into a god, he will be forced out by Qi Shengjun.

The biggest difference between Huashen and Hejin is that Huashen can condense spiritual power into a soul, communicate with heaven and earth, and control the power of heaven and earth to kill the enemy.

He Jin is different.

No matter how powerful they are, what they use is always their personal power.

A person is insignificant in front of the world.

Therefore, in today's world, once one becomes a god of transformation, all living beings are no different from ants in the eyes.

Qi Shengjun struggled to stand up, with scars all over his body, if it were anyone else, he would have died on the spot.

"I didn't expect the old man to practice hard for a hundred years. He thought he would get his wish today, but in the end, he stepped into such an embarrassing situation."

Qi Shengjun smiled wryly, and he was no longer as energetic as he had just stepped into Huashen.

Now, although he can fight again, with a wave of his sleeves, he can mobilize the vitality of endless heaven and earth.

But what's the point?
In this battle, Qi Shengjun lost!
Don't look at Jiang Tong who doesn't show any sympathy, but bypasses him too much.

Otherwise, the current Qi Shengjun would have been beheaded by Jiang Tong long ago.

"If there is anyone else in this world who can be enthralled, I'm afraid Jiang Xiaoyou is the only one."

Qi Shengjun raised his head and looked at Jiang Tong calmly.

This young man who crosses the entire river and dominates the martial arts world of China.

Although it is not a god of transformation, it is better than a god of transformation.

"The old man has another request!"

After thinking about it, Qi Shengjun looked at him and begged.

Jiang Tong nodded and said:
"Say!"

Qi Shengjun wryly smiled bitterly, all of which was blown away by the wind and rain.

He whispered: "After the old man falls into the hands of the little friend today, the Qi family will give a handful of property to the little friend, and ask the little friend to spare the old and the young of the Qi family."

Jiang Tong nodded in agreement.

"If the Qi family doesn't take revenge, I can spare their lives."

For the rest, Jiang Tong didn't say much.

The meaning is obvious, if the Qi family retaliates in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless.

In Jiang Tong's eyes, there is no difference between the Qi family in Zhongzhou and the Li family and Zhou family in Jinling that he once destroyed.

Qi Shengjun turned his head.

He said lightly: "From today onwards, children of the Qi family, when seeing Master Jiang, you should see a god, and you must not have the heart of revenge."

This sentence was light and floating, but it spread throughout the mountains and fell into everyone's ears.

Patriarch Qi burst into tears and collapsed on the ground.

If Qi Shengjun dies, the luck of the Qi family for the next 50 years will be cut off.

Sadness filled the hearts of many.

Even Qi Shengjun was defeated by Jiang Tong. Who else can suppress him in Huaguo in the future?

In a daze, everyone seemed to see a martial arts myth, slowly rising from the martial world of Huaguo.

"According to this son's current age, even if he lives another hundred years, it will be nothing."

"For a long time to come, it will be the era of little real people."

Many warriors feel in their hearts that they can no longer bring up the slightest thought of resistance.

Including those who came to Zhongzhou to challenge Jiang Tong, they were all secretly frightened away.

Even Qi Shengjun was defeated. If they rushed up, they might not even be able to stop Jiang Tong with a single finger.

"Based on this battle, the little real person can be called the number one martial arts real person in China."

Daoming's tone was complicated.

This means that Jiang Tong, who is under 30 years old, will be able to sit on an equal footing with Yan Manhong, Hong Kaiyin and other truly peerless powerhouses in the future.

Since Jiang Tong couldn't be suppressed, what everyone thought in their hearts was to obey him.

on the top of the mountain.

Jiang Tong looked at Qi Shengjun who was waiting to die with his eyes closed.

His eyes flickered, and finally he sighed faintly: "Qi Shengjun, if I can help you step into the perfect realm of transforming gods, how can you repay me?"

Compared with his eyes, Qi Shengjun, who was about to lead to death, opened his eyes upon hearing this.

The eyes flashed brightly, and he lost his voice and said, "Xiaoyou Jiang, can you do something?"

Jiang Tong smiled and said:

"If you push a person from He Jin to Huashen, I naturally don't have these abilities right now. But you are now only a short distance away from Huashen. To me, it's nothing more than raising my hand."

Not to mention too much, just the way Jiang Tong can think of, there are four or five minutes.

The remaining distance, to Qi Shengjun, was like a moat that could not be crossed.

But in Jiang Tong's eyes, it was just a trivial matter.

Qi Shengjun's body shook violently.

Kneeling respectfully in front of Jiang Tong, he kowtowed and said: "If the little friend can give the old man a taste of transformation, the old man will lead the Qi family and support the little friend in the future."

"If there is any violation, the sky will be thundered, and the body and spirit will be destroyed!"

Qi Shengjun moved the world and made a vow of soul.

A bloody light shot out from the top of Qi Shengjun's head, and disappeared into the void.

The next moment, Qi Shengjun faintly felt that he and this world seemed to have reached some kind of contract.

Even in the soul, there is a trace of invisible power.

Let him feel that as long as he breaks his oath, those scourges will be verified one by one.

There are gods three feet up, and the world is three inches away from the palm!
The blood oath of the warrior's soul is not as simple as ordinary people casually say, even if it is violated, there will be no consequences.

Once a warrior makes an oath, he must stick to it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, ordinary warriors will not easily swear.

Jiang Tong nodded:

"Life and death are destiny, today I will help you enter the spirit!"