Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

The Audi drove out of the bustling neighborhood of the provincial capital and stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs. In front of the villa was an old laurel tree, and under the laurel tree an old man was lying on a deck chair to relax.

Several people got out of the car. Cheng Feng led several people to the old man and said respectfully: "Dad, Shihan came to see you, and I also brought back the young man you have always wanted to see."

The Audi drove out of the bustling neighborhood of the provincial capital and stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs. In front of the villa was an old laurel tree, and under the laurel tree an old man was lying on a deck chair to relax.

Several people got out of the car. Cheng Feng led several people to the old man and said respectfully: "Dad, Shihan came to see you, and I also brought back the young man you have always wanted to see."

The old man lying on the recliner opened his eyes and looked at the people behind Cheng Feng. He smiled when he saw Jiang Yu and the three girls. When he saw Jiang Nan, he couldn't help but froze, and then curled his lips contemptuously.

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The old man stood up tremblingly and walked towards the house. Cheng Feng quickly stepped forward to help him. Jiang Nan followed behind somewhat depressed.

"What the hell, you asked someone to invite the labor and management here, but you don't want to see them when they meet. The labor and management are messing with you, Ci'ao!" Jiang Nan complained in his heart.

This is a house that looks like a vacation villa. It has a large yard with various plants and rockeries. There is even a small river flowing through the yard.

Jiang Nan looked around and couldn't help but sigh, rich people are really extravagant.

Jiang Yu's three daughters had a lively chat with the old man, but Jiang Nan was left out. Jiang Nan was arranged to drink tea in a pavilion, with Cheng Feng accompanying him.

"The old man has this temper. Maybe he thinks you are too young. The old man is already over ninety years old and his temper is getting more and more stubborn. Don't take it to heart." Cheng Feng consoled him from the side.

"So you're just going to sit on the bench like this? You really look like a child!" A folding fan appeared in Jiang Nan's hand. Jiang Nan put the folding fan on his chin and said calmly.

"A space ring? Dragon Group is really a rich man." Cheng Feng sighed.

"Forget it, Uncle Cheng, I think your status is just a recreational thing!" Jiang Nan said.

Cheng Feng shook his head and said: "You think the space ring is easy to open, but in fact it is no different from an ordinary ring in the hands of ordinary people. Only people like you can open the space ring."

"That's it!" Jiang Nan said thoughtfully.

At this moment, a servant came over and said respectfully: "Second Master, I asked you to go to the martial arts field with this young master."

Cheng Feng nodded and Jiang Nan followed the servant towards the backyard.

The backyard is very large, especially a martial arts arena of nearly 200 square meters paved with bluestone slabs in the middle of the backyard. Various weapons are placed next to the martial arts arena.

The old man who was basking in the sun changed into a training suit and stood quietly in the middle of the martial arts arena with his eyes closed, giving people a feeling of stability. In Jiang Nan's eyes, he obviously felt like he was showing off.

Cheng Feng stood under the martial arts arena and signaled Jiang Nan to perform the martial arts arena. Jiangnan walked onto the martial arts arena step by step with a folding fan.

Mr. Cheng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Nan and said with some disdain: "I think you can guess who I am, I heard others talking about you!"

"Yeah, I really can't think of anyone who can be so respectful except for the few remaining achievements of the founding of the country and the old national treasures?" Jiang Nan replied.

"Hmph, for a glib-tongued person like you, I don't know how many people the old man killed during the War of Resistance! The main reason why I asked you to come here today is to take a look at you, the youngest master of sword energy in my province's kendo training. It turns out that you are just a

You little boy!" Mr. Cheng said with a sigh.

"That really disappoints you! But now that I'm here, shouldn't you show your hands to let me, a junior, open your eyes?" Jiang Nan opened the folding fan to cover his lower face and stared at the ring on the index finger of Mr. Cheng's left hand with a smile.

He said.

"Haha, that's true. There are too many people in the dragon group today who are good at people but have weak skills. It's really annoying!" Mr. Cheng said a little arrogantly. With a move of his left hand, a cleaver appeared in Mr. Cheng's hand.