The super son-in-law of the female president

"Ancestor Taishang, Taoism is profound, I use the heaven and the earth as a sacrifice! Achieve the gods! The lower godhead, please God!..." The violent vigor revolved around the middle-aged man, and a thick thunder dragon descended from the sky. Unceasingly entangled, deep in the sky, violent thunder appeared, and at this moment, it triggered a change in the world. At this moment, Qin Fan's five-color armor was madly absorbing the aura in Qin Fan's body, as if sensing a powerful Instinctive response to threats.

Immediately, the appearance of the middle-aged man changed again. From the originally handsome face, the veins suddenly sprang up and twisted, and the whole head became bigger.

No, to be precise, it wasn't just the face that got bigger, but the whole body swelled up.

Those muscular lines almost tore through the clothes on his body.

And between the brows of the middle-aged man, a third eye opened slowly.

But don't think that it's Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian's upper body, what's the appearance of Yang Jian, what's the appearance of this guy.

Ugly enough.

There is still a little bit of normal people.

At the same time, his back seemed to be in pain, and he let out bursts of low growls.

puff~
The clothes he was wearing finally burst, and two arms grew rapidly from his back.

It is the same as the original two arms.

"Tremble, tremble, boy, don't think that you can defeat me by destroying my enchantment, this is my true and strongest supernatural power!"

The middle-aged man, at this time, is better than Nezha, with his strong fighting muscles, and the powerful aura exuding from his whole body.

As if, at this moment, he is an invincible existence.

Even Qin Fan couldn't help being shaken physically and mentally.

Even though he was wearing colorful battle armor, his reason told him at this moment, run away!
You must escape, and only by escaping can you have a chance.

Qin Fan took two steps back, and Chen Ajiao's figure appeared in front of Qin Fan's eyes.

Damn it, if she shrinks back at this time, Chen Ajiao will definitely die.

Chen Ajiao seemed to see the seriousness of the situation, she sneered and shook her head.

"It seems that I still have to die here, thank you Qin Fan, you don't need to take care of my feelings, you feel like running for your life."

Under such circumstances, Chen Ajiao had no possibility of escaping, instead it would distract Qin Fan.

She saw that Qin Fan seemed a little hesitant.

Even took the initiative to rush to the enemy.

"Don't even think about it, if you have a chance, burn some real money on my grave for me!"

After finishing speaking, he punched the middle-aged man forcefully.

But the middle-aged man didn't move at all, like a huge mountain, extremely stalwart.

Slowly opening his eyes, the middle-aged man sneered, "You can't do what you can!"

After finishing speaking, the tiger's body trembled, and an extremely powerful ability erupted instantly, throwing Chen Ajiao heavily.

At the same time, he took a big step, holding a long stick with golden runes in his hand, and slammed towards Chen Ajiao's Tianling cover.

This speed, this explosive power, and this incomparable strength are not in the same order of magnitude as he was before. It can even be said that the strength of the middle-aged man has increased exponentially.

With such a short distance, even if Qin Fan wanted to save her, or block the blow for her, it was completely impossible.

Qin Fan didn't dare to look directly in the eyes, he didn't want to watch Chen Ajiao die in such a tragic way, but he couldn't do anything.

when!
The piercing sound of metal bumping and hitting suddenly came.

A man with fluttering long hair stood in front of Chen Ajiao.

I saw him holding the big sword tightly with one hand, blocking the middle-aged man's French stick.

Qin Fan opened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Ajiao opened her eyes, and also showed a very surprised expression, but there was more joy in the surprised eyes.

"Left Front! Are you alright?"

It turned out that the person standing in front of Chen Ajiao was Zuo Feng.

However, his appearance at this time is slightly different from before.

His eyes were actually gray.

Is it another form of left wing?
The middle-aged man with four arms was obviously shocked, he didn't even know how Zuo Feng appeared in front of him.

"Hmph! Look at me, the mighty Tianlong, the supreme dharma!"

As he said that, the two arms stretched out from the middle-aged man's back, and the two big hands split down instantly, holding down the French stick, and pressing down hard.

The big sword in Zuo Feng's hand instantly dropped a lot, but then Zuo Feng yelled: "Get lost!"

A rolling word, sonorous and powerful!

Instantly bounced the middle-aged man's baguette away.

And the middle-aged man also made a big jump without hesitation, jumping a long distance behind him.

At the same time, the middle-aged man was very surprised and said: "What's the situation, you should be crippled without dying, why do you still have such a strong fighting power now!"

There was no expression on Zuo Feng's face, he just said lightly: "Either fight or retreat!"

After finishing speaking, he assumed a fighting posture and quietly looked at the middle-aged man not far away.

And Chen Ajiao was standing behind Zuo Feng, as if sensing a different aura, she couldn't help taking a few steps back, and stood side by side with Qin Fan.

Qin Fan originally wanted to go forward and fight side by side with Zuo Feng.

But Chen Ajiao muttered: "Zuo Feng seems a bit abnormal..."

Without waiting for a few people to clarify their doubts, the middle-aged man raised his four arms to the sky and waved them continuously. At the same time, the French staff in his hand split into four in an instant.

Each baguette is uniform in thickness, just like the previous ones.

"What an arrogant tone, it seems that there is only one explanation, and that is that the sword soul has entered the body. In this way, it seems that today's battle will be very exciting!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man with four arms and four sticks in four hands charged towards the left front!
But Zuo Feng was very calm, as if all this was within his expectation.

"The Promise Windsail Sword Technique!"

In the void, Zuo Feng shouted loudly.

All of a sudden, countless sword auras, nothingness sword auras suddenly appeared in the sky.

But in the next second, countless sword auras that were just phantoms stared at each other for a while, emitting a dazzling light, gathered together in an instant, and flew towards the four-armed middle-aged man in all directions.

Extremely gorgeous, it can be called special effects.

The middle-aged man who was still charging had an unbelievable shock on his face.

"It turned out to be Wuji swordsmanship!"

"Damn it, who the hell are you!"

"It's not a weapon soul!"

Poor middle-aged man, before he finished speaking, countless sword qi rushed towards him.

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly used the strongest moves.

"Taoism·Vajra Cover!"

A golden transparent barrier instantly rose from the ground, resisting the middle-aged man.