The Brilliant Fighting Master

Jiang Qingyu, a wizard walking out of the mountains.

There is no force to rely on, there is no endless resources, relying on their own will, ascended the Qingyun list, fame.

However, at the height of his popularity, he chose to return to Dashan to form a family.

Now Jiang Chen knows that it was because of the poison on his mother that his father gave up all fame and fortune.

But because of himself, he was locked in a hell-like abyss.

From a young age, he thought his father was the most powerful man in the world. He had a father around him, and he was not afraid of falling down.

In the impression, my father has never been as downcast as he is now, such as a street beggar.

He yelled and ran to Jiang Qingyu's arms.

"Are you really Chen ?! Are you still alive? Great, great! God has eyes!"

Jiang Qingyu burst into tears and hugged his son.

In the battle of Heilongcheng, he was directly locked up. I don't know if Fan Tu took Fan Tu back to the 100,000 Mountains.

I don't know if Jiang Chen can survive it.

In fact, Jiang Chen had not survived before, but now Jiang Chen takes over the body, takes over the memory, and also takes over the emotions of this body.

The memories of the two generations continually merge into a complete memory.

He is the son of the Lord of the Lingyun Hall of the Holy Land and the young master of the Nanfeng Lingjiang family.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen took out the Chixiao sword and chopped the iron chain towards the wall.

With a crisp sound, the iron chain struck the blow, and a golden rune emerged from the inside to the outside, making the sword not even printed, but Jiang Qingyu, who was bound by his hands and feet, growled in pain.

Jiang Chen was at a loss, both guilty and uneasy.

"It's okay, Chener." Jiang Qingyu was sweating all over, but still squeezed a smile to him.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, facing Su Xiuyi, and said, "Teach me, please rescue my father from poverty. Ende, I will remember forever! I must pay back!"

Su Xiuyi didn't speak, looking down at Heilongyuan, her face helpless.

"Chen, don't embarrass others."

Jiang Qingyu said, "Su Zhangjiao, I have been fortunate to have met you. Has my son joined Tiandaomen?"

"Yes, Jiang Chen is already a disciple of the martial arts. He has performed well. He is young at a young age, so I will show him to you." Su Xiuyi said.

"Really? Good! Good son! It's younger than when I became a divine realm!"

Jiang Qingyu rejoiced and patted Jiang Chen's shoulder.

"By the way, how is your mother? How about Nanfengling?"

Jiang Chen talked about what happened during this time. As for Gao Yue's poisonous hair, he didn't tell it, and there was no need to increase Jiang Qingyu's worry and pain.

"Bitter you."

Jiang Qingyu was ashamed, despite Jiang Chen's generalization, but he knew how difficult it was to support Nanfengling to this day.

"I have cultivated with all my heart, without involving the struggle of the forces. I knew so long ago that I should unify the 100,000 mountains, and there would be no trilateral forces to attack." Jiang Qingyu said.

Immediately, Jiang Chen began to treat Jiang Qingyu's trauma.

They were all left in the First World War of Heilongcheng, and then locked in Heilongyuan without any treatment.

"What a wonderful medicine, the white-bearded grandfather who accepted you as an apprentice must be extraordinary! My son is a man with great opportunities!" Jiang Qingyu said with excitement.

"Well, and my father, my veins have been restored. The Ning family's **** have not been successfully deprived. The veins in Ning Haotian's body are disappearing."

"It should have been this way! It should have been this way!" Jiang Qingyu was overjoyed, and the good news kept making him feel like he was dreaming.

At this time, Long Yin came from under the black dragon.

"Jiang Chen, hurry up." Su Xiuyi said.

"What? Is it short?" Jiang Chen had a lot to say, but he didn't expect to leave soon.

He knew, however, that Palmer had done his best.

He knelt toward Jiang Qingyu and said, "Father, I will surely rescue you. Rest assured!"

"Well, don't be lucky, keep your body, and so on. I will write a letter to your mother. Is there a pen and paper?" Jiang Qingyu asked.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Chen quickly took out his ink and blank paper.

However, this action caused the dissatisfaction of the black dragon, the black wind howled, and the rubble continued to fall.

"Damn beast!" Jiang Chen cursed in his heart.

"Xiao Hei, someone else ’s husband and wife have n’t seen each other for a long time, why are they so stingy, I took him in a hurry, did n’t take her mother's message, if the child went home without a letter, how sad his mother should be.”

Su Xiuyi blinked at Jiang Chen and flew down.

The black dragon was extremely reluctant, the black wind intensified, and the abyss became the same as hell.

Regardless of Jiang Qingyu, he quickly wrote with a pen and paper.

After writing, he handed the stationery to Jiang Chen, "Give this letter to your mother."

"Okay, father ..."

"Not good, little black-haired temper, go away!" Su Xiuyi suddenly flew up, starting to lift Jiang Chen's shoulders.

Jiang Chen didn't need to look down, he felt a hot breath blow out from his feet, far more terrible than the Qiankun mysterious lamp.

It's Dragon Breath!

Fortunately, the two escaped Heilongyuan in time, and Dragon's Breath couldn't turn. It sprayed out straight and burned to the sky, illuminating the square.

"Father ..." Jiang Chen was worried.

"Don't worry, Dragon Breath won't hurt the people below, we go back, and the people of Black Dragon City are here."

Su Xiuyi relieved, and disappeared with Jiang Chen.

Not long after the two left, two powerful breaths descended on Heilongyuan, two strange old men with black and white robes on their bodies, and hair of the opposite color.

They stood together and stood out.

The two fell into Heilongyuan, and the voice of communication sounded.

"Black Dragon, who was there just now?"

"Su Xiuyi, Jiang Chen? Who came to see Jiang Qingyu?"

"What did they say to Jiang Qingyu."

"Abominable, you actually let people take the letter out. What use do you want ?!"

Under the question of the old man in black and white, the black dragon suddenly roared, with pain and unwillingness, and deep helplessness.

The black dragon who captives others ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is also a prisoner trapped under the abyss.

"Jiang Qingyu, don't even think about going out in your life, you killed so many brothers of mine!"

"And my nephew, all died under your sword!"

After the black and white elders got angry, they came to Jiang Qingyu, but stood on the other side of the stone wall, far from Jiang Qingyu.

"If you want revenge that much, come here."

Jiang Qingyu sneered, and the sharp sword air that would not be displayed in front of Jiang Chen swept away.

"Oh!"

At the same time, with a flick of Jiang Qingyu's wrist, a writing brush shot like a star.

"not good!"

The two old men were taken aback, hurriedly pulled up, and the writing brush turned into a magic sword in midair, piercing the stone wall through a deep pit.

Both of them are strong in the sky, but they were forced back by Jiang Qingyu in this state!

"Hahahaha." Jiang Qingyu laughed loudly when he saw the two eating.

"Don't be mad! Wait a long time and you have almost lost your strength, and you will be tied here like a dead dog like any other person!"

"You can't recover here, if you use a bit of strength, you will weaken a point!"

"My son will come to save me." Jiang Qingyu said lightly in the face of the two.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, your child can't live tomorrow!"

"What?" Jiang Qingyu changed color immediately.

"What? Didn't your son tell you? He is going to challenge a strong enemy tomorrow. Su Xiuyi brought him to see you, to see you for the last time!"

While shocked, Jiang Qingyu was fortunate again.

Thanks for writing the letter!

Author's note: Tomorrow is the battle! It must be wonderful! In addition, I would like to thank 'Green Bamboo's entry, Qingluo Fuxin's `` Climb up after falling down' 'and `` Dream Dream Lover' 'today's reward and your votes. I have so many people to support me every day. I am very pleased to guarantee that I will do my best to write this book. Book, all energy is poor!