I'm an Immortal Descendant

Fourth Young Master Qin rode on his Flying Sword and rushed out of the cabin, moving as fast as a ray of light, shooting across the horizon and instantly throwing him to the distance, flying ten thousand kilometers above the clouds.

The wind blew against his suit.

Of course, he was still unable to reach the level of flying on the sword, mainly because of the Flying Sword beneath his feet.

This was refined by his grandfather, Sword God Qin Zhongnan, who had gathered wisdom for his entire life.

Not only were there a lot of unimaginable secrets, there were even some spiritual energy recovery special materials. Adding them all up to the fact that they had cultivated closely together for more than ten years, this was what he called a Spirit Tool, the Flying Sword.

Sword God found his good friend, and used a rune technique to link Fourth Young Master Qin's spirit with the Flying Sword. Sword God would be able to control the rune however he wished.

The effect reached the point where the Awakened ones had to control the metal sword.

Fourth Young Master Qin's face was cold and proud.

The plane was forced to land and return, but that does not mean that my Fourth Young Master Qin was unable to reach the East River.

The descendants of the Sword God, how can ordinary people like you guess that?

Whoosh, whoosh …

The Flying Sword in the sky was so fast that they had no friends.

This was the first time he had displayed such a low level of skill. He wanted to control the Flying Sword to directly dominate Feng Family and intimidate those common people who did not know their respect.

Thinking about the expression that people with Feng Family would have after riding the Flying Sword and resisting it.

Fourth Young Master Qin felt that he was somewhat cruel.

However, there was a mysterious power that prevented him from reaching the East River.

The previously clear skies were now covered with black clouds.

Flying in the sky meant avoiding thunderclouds, turbulence, and flying swords.

The most important material inside the Flying Sword was still metal, and it was also conductive.

But the strange thing was, wherever he went, the cloud went like an eye.

He had seen a ghost.

F * ck, what's going on?

Fourth Young Master Qin couldn't help but curse in his heart. He flew backwards, and the baby black cloud fell back as well.

Having lived for so long, he had never seen such a bizarre situation.

He was as shocked as when Wang Yu saw the words on the paper.

If not for the fact that he felt that they were too mediocre, it would not be in accordance with his rational temperament.

He even wanted to ask this dark cloud.

What are you following me for?

But all the wisdom of his life explained what it was like for a cloud to follow him.

Wang was also depressed in his heart. Another thunder and he was split apart from Fourth Young Master Qin, this stinking brat sure was straightforward, but didn't I reverse the situation? Just that 180 thousand yuan of his is too much, no matter how you look at it, it seems like I have lost a lot of money.

Words appeared on the paper: That surnamed Qin is flying over.

When Wang Yu saw this line of words, he was shocked.

What was he flying on the sword?

Feng Buding said: "Xiao Rou, Qin Family one must, National Wind Group one must, if nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely use the clan's divine sword, I am afraid the legendary situation of the Imperial Sword flying, will occur, flying straight to my Feng Family."

Back then, Feng Rou's grandfather had personally witnessed the scene of the Imperial Sword Flight, so she naturally told it to Feng Buding.

And today, at such a moment, the Imperial Sword Technique would inevitably reappear in the world.

"The Flying Sword is very fast?"

"Very quickly!"

As for exactly how fast he would do so, no one knew.

"Probably faster than the plane."

Feng Rou muttered to himself: "Then our time is running out. Are those people here yet?"

"The first person will arrive in 10 minutes."

"Second place, twelve minutes."

"Third place, seventeen minutes."

"Fourth place …"

These four were all candidates that the Feng Family elders had long prepared, and one of them was going to become Feng Rou's husband.

"And me!" Wang Yu inserted.

Why are you everywhere.

This time, Feng Rou spoke out, "Yes, there's still him."

"Xiao Rou …" Of course Feng Buding didn't want to, the more the pretty boy looked at him, the whiter he became.

Mrs. Feng did not like it either.

Who didn't like their son-in-law? He was tall, handsome, had outstanding abilities, and was a hero on his side.

If not because of their wild ambition, which made them want to swallow the nation's wind, Feng Buding and the Mrs. Feng felt that the person in Qin Family was a very good choice. Family matters, character, looks, and abilities were all top-notch.

Feng Rou said: "Father is worried, that Wang Yu will win?"

"Humph!"

Feng Buding couldn't help but want to laugh. How could it be possible for a scum like him to defeat those four top elites, who were just trash like him? Those four might not be able to compare with Qin Family, but they were also top elites among the tens of thousands.

Even if Wang Yu joined in, he would only be accompanying the crown prince in reading.

"I'm just afraid that time is of the essence. Flying Sword is faster than airplanes."

Everyone present agreed.

Time was running out now. Why add in someone who had no chance at all? Blindly wasting time. Sometimes, a second earlier could result in a completely different result than a second later.

Wang Yu said: "Just now, I calculated once again, that person from Qin Family won't be able to come even if he is riding a Flying Sword."

"Oh?" Feng Rou was a little curious.

After all, Wang Yu had spoken the truth once just now, but he still had doubts.

If Wang Yu was right again.

That's different.

"How is that possible, how can the Sword Management Flying Sword not come?" Feng Buding felt that Wang Yu was truly ignorant, the accident of the plane returning back to normal was indeed happening, but with the flying Imperial Sword Technique, as well as the huge sky, it all happened at once.

Wang Yu laughed and said: "Was I struck by lightning?"

"How is this possible?"

Wang Yu wrote on the paper: Dad, use thunder to strike him.

Paper: My body is extremely injured, but my dad is not fully recovered yet.

Wang Yu: Dad, success or failure will all be decided in one go. After I marry into a rich woman and coax her to spend money, I will easily give your son over a million dollars. If you coax him over a million more, it won't be a big deal.

Paper: Why are you getting big?

Wang Yu: Your son is an ADC, you are just a support. If you get a higher position in the C division, then so be it.

Paper: No, 50/50.

Wang Yu: Eight two.

Paper: 64th.

Wang Yu: Seven Three.

Paper: Ok, deal.

In the sky above the Pacific Ocean, the Fourth Young Master Qin was frowning. As he flew, he would occasionally raise his head and look at the dark clouds that were following him like ghosts.

Right now, there was still the trend of becoming bigger, with faint lightning brewing inside.

"F * ck …"

"What the hell is going on?"

Fourth Young Master Qin once again raised his head and looked up at the dark clouds. His face suddenly changed, and immediately became devoid of blood.

A bolt of lightning descended with a loud rumble.

He didn't even have time to react before his entire body was pierced through.

Electricity flashed back and forth all over his body.

The two of them, together with Flying Sword, fell from the sky straight into the Pacific Ocean below.

F * ck, what the hell is going on?

Fourth Young Master Qin could not figure it out even if he was beaten to death. A black cloud followed him for a while and then lightning struck him.

Who did I offend?