This sword is the first killing move handed down by the master to Jiang Xiu. He can cross the steps and fight. With this sword formula, the ancestors of the Wang family will be killed to comfort the crime of blasphemy and offense.

Flying sword flying into the sky, the piece refining into light, is for the match refining light thousand flying sword.

"The method of immortals, the method of immortals..." Tang Zhenshan was full of tears: "did Wen Chong see it, did you see it? Mr. Jiang was so powerful, so powerful..."

Tang Wenchong is also excited and hard to nod his head.

And Cheng lingsu, ye Wenchen and others have been shocked speechless, can only gape at the scene like the immortal painting.

"How can such people exist in modern society?"

"It's like watching a movie?"

When all this happened, one of them was that they once despised Jiang Xiu. Cheng lingsu's beautiful eyes were full of confusion. He, he was such a existence.

At the moment when the river fell, Cheng lingsu was shocked, confused, angry, and When he saw his magic power, like God's means, he finally turned into a strong sense of inconceivability and regret.

"Well, I will satisfy you. Listen."

"I am the Jiangcheng River and Luoxi River, Mr. Jiang in your mouth."

"In Biden, I slapped the big four boys..."

"In Dongzhou, Ben Zun..."

"Ah

The ancestor of the Wang family cried out in pain, and the trail was straight through his deified body, destroying his body.

"It's impossible."

His face was twisted with pain, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"I am a deified body..."

"No one can kill me."

He has been in the south of the Yangtze River for two hundred years. He is proud of himself today.

"No..."

In the face of life and death, he fought furiously, and the huge sword in his hand chopped towards the white sword. With a sound, the huge sword which could shake a little bit just now was cut off on the spot. Half of the sword was cut off and fell into the water. The other half of the sword was shaken and flew backward. After two circles in the air, it also fell into the water.

"Poof!"

The ancestor of Wang family suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. The deified image was slowly declining and his body fell back.

"Half gods of the Wangs Killed? "

"Dead?"

Wang's vassal said this sentence trembling.

"Wang Jianzhi, dead!"

The light of the match in the sky dissipated, but he saw that the heart of Wang's family, who had returned to normal, was wearing that scrap iron sword. His body suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Wang's ancestor, and stepped on the water to grab the tide watching platform.

Bang, he threw Wang's ancestors in front of Mrs. Wang.

"You Wang family, what other means, as soon as possible."

"I will wait and see."

Mrs. Wang looked at the corpse of Wang's ancestors on the ground, and began to shrivel and petrified. Her bloodshot eyes almost fell out, "Laozu, Laozu..."

The demigod, who had guarded the Wangs for more than 200 years, fell.

"Grandfather

Mrs. Wang fell on her knees.

"My Wang family gave up and gave up. I asked Mr. Jiang to give me a way out of the law."

People present looked at Jiang Xiu as if they were gods, waiting for his verdict on the Wang family. Jiang Xiu said, "all the assets of the Wang family have been transferred to my name."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Jiang..."

The king's family was pardoned.

At first, as long as 70% of them were still reluctant to do so, now all the assets of the royal family have to be given, and they have to be grateful.

So far, the legend of the Wang family, which has been handed down for 200 years in the south of the Yangtze River, has come to an end.

The onlookers were shocked for a long time. I'm afraid there are only a few people who can compete with Jiang in Jiangnan. I believe that before long, the news of Wang's semi God's death will spread throughout China and even the whole Chinese world. It's really shocking that such a demigod was killed and died in the hands of a young man.

In the future, the martial arts circle will remember this name deeply.

The river falls.

"Mr. Jiang, do you still watch the tide?"

Tang Zhenshan was very excited at this time.

"Look!"

What's more, when Jiang Xiu was just in the water, he found that the stone under Wang Jianzhi was a little strange. He wanted to go down. The wonder of Qianjiang River tide might have something to do with the stone.

The banquet was soon served. It was originally a banquet for worshipping the wharf. It would become a celebration banquet for Jiang Xiu.

"Mr. Jiang..."

"Mr. Jiang..."

All the powerful men in Jiangcheng all toasted Jiang Xiu with a respectful attitude.

Outside the tide watching platform, Cheng lingsu watched the great man who these people wanted to look up to look like a humble servant in front of Jiang Xiu. His eyes turned red, and he could not help it any longer. There were two lines of tears in his eyes, with endless regret."Jiang Xiu, how could he be Mr. Jiang?"

"No reason at all."

Ye Wenchen and others still don't understand why Jiang Xiu became Mr. Jiang. In other words, they don't want to believe that they don't understand. They realize that they have missed an opportunity to make a great leap forward, but no one is willing to tell the truth. At the beginning, they ridiculed Jiang Xiu, and everyone has done it.

Now let's not say that Jiang Xiu has made great progress through Jiang Xiu. If Jiang Xiu doesn't make trouble for them, Amitabha.

"Susu, talk to me."

Cheng lingsu said, "let's go."

They don't even have the qualification to be a mixed seat. The people who can sit in the seats are all big and influential people. It is thanks to Wen zuolin that they can come to the tide watching platform.

Ah, if you miss it, you just miss it. There's no medicine for regret at the end of the day.

"Let's go!"

The whole party was in a low mood.

"Paralyzed, Jiang Xiu's boy turned over with salted fish." Although Lin Shu scolded, he was terrified. He had seen Jiang Xiu's methods. Even the Wangs had been planted. He didn't have to do anything to clean him up. He didn't see so many big men in Jiangcheng bowing and bowing to him.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he was. Not only he, but also several of his companions were pale. It was estimated that they were thinking of the same thing. Their business was in Jiangcheng. They were afraid that they might become a poor man with nothing.

"Shall we go out tomorrow?"

"Or go home."

"I want to go home, too."

Cheng lingsu muddleheaded back to her hotel room. She took out the phone and called her mother sun Xiaohong. Sun Xiaohong on the other end of the phone was very happy to receive the call from her little daughter: "Susu, is Hangzhou fun? Did you go to watch the tide? "

Cheng lingsu had a lot of words to say to her mother, but she couldn't speak after dialing the phone. She said, "it's fun. I went to see it. It's very nice."

Sun Xiaohong feels that her daughter's state is not quite right: "Su Su, what's the matter? Mother feels that you are a little unhappy."

"Is that bastard Jiang Xiu bothering you?"

"It's all your father's fault. If you want him to be with you, I don't know what he thinks. The family is poor and should have been cut off from them."

"I don't think, ability, personality, background, which can accompany our second Miss Cheng."

Cheng lingsu's eyes are looking at the white sheet, but his eyes are lax.

"Don't mention him. Susu has a good news to tell you. When your father came back from abroad, he happened to be in the same plane with Wang Xuetang of the Wang family. He had a good conversation. You said that by coincidence, he even got on the line of the Wang family."

"Wang family, Wang family, do you know? The Wangs of Hangcheng

"You children may not know that this royal family has been inherited for more than 200 years. Although it is not well-known in the business community, it is a real traditional aristocrat in the upper class of Jiangnan."

"My family's career can go up a step again. I really hope that one day, your father will become the richest man in Jiangcheng."

Sun Xiaohong has fantasized for countless times. At that time, there will be an upper class banquet. The identity, walking with wind and joking, can the richest lady be the same?

"At that time, if your father wants you to marry that fruit stall man Jiang Xiu, it will be stupid."

Cheng lingsu said, "Mom, I'm so tired. I want to have an early rest."

"Well, you should rest early and pay more attention to safety when you go out."

Hang up the phone, Cheng lingsu went to the window, the most lively villa area at this time is the tide watching platform, where the lights are bright, the mind is full of Jiang Xiu's figure.

"Jiang Xiu, Mr. Jiang..."

"How can you be Mr. Jiang..."

With a bang, the glass on the table was smashed to the ground and smashed.

And then I hugged my head and cried.

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