Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Want to escape?"

Zhao Xueqing performed Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens, her figure was as ethereal as a fairy, dashing left and right, disappearing and appearing, dodging many falling cars easily, and those who were too lazy to dodge directly hit the air with her finger and shattered them with one blow.

This scene shocked everyone.

I saw cars soaring into the sky without any sense of weight, then crashing down with thunderous force, or simply shattering in the air, like fireworks setting off, or like a goddess scattering flowers.

"I'll go, this is too shocking!"

"The cars are flying!"

"Superman? Spider-Man? Wonder Woman?"

Everyone in the distance was dumbfounded. One by one, they took out their mobile phones and took pictures of this shocking scene.

At this time, the rattlesnake had already run down the gentle slope of the highway, seemingly trying to rob passing vehicles and escape.

Her movement was fast enough. While throwing the car, she ran like lightning, but she was still a step too late.

Qing'er was already standing on the side of the highway, looking down at her: "You can't run away!"

"Let me go!"

The rattlesnake had a look of fear on his face, and said with a bit of pleading: "I promise that I will never step into China again in the future, and I will never accept any tasks related to Mr. Jiang!"

"No, anyone who wants to harm my husband must die!" Qing'er's pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and her murderous intent was fully realized.

"You forced me to do this!"

The face of the rattlesnake changed continuously, its teeth clattered loudly, and suddenly it shouted: "Venomous snake exhalation technique!"

She made a strange seal with her hands, her red lips moved quickly, and she spat out an obscure ancient spell.

This ancient spell sometimes sounds like the devil's whisper, sometimes like a rattlesnake wagging its tail in the rustling ground, sometimes like a giant python spitting out messages and neighing, it has a soul-stirring magical power.

Her eyes instantly turned into a strange golden color, and her black pupils suddenly shrank, as cold and sharp as needlepoints.

Golden scales quickly appeared on the originally fair and tender skin, rolling and moving, flashing with strange light, making her look like she was wearing a set of exquisite golden armor.

At the same time, a huge golden rattlesnake appeared behind her, and suddenly shrank into her body. Her body twisted in pain, and black air spewed out from her chest and condensed, turning into a faint snake head the size of a millstone. Opening its mouth wide and its fangs ferocious, it rushed toward Qing'er.

This snake head is extremely condensed, like substance, and extremely ferocious, full of evil energy, as if it can tear apart a tiger and bite off a steel pillar.

"Huh? This should be the snake venom body tempering technique that my husband mentioned! It's quite magical!"

Zhao Xueqing's eyes flashed with excitement, as if she had some enlightenment.

In some ancient witch sects, practitioners work with poisonous snakes, temper their bodies with snake venom, and practice poisonous snake body techniques to develop attack power.

It's just that the rattlesnake's secret technique seems to be incomplete. It's far from the body-tempering technique my husband mentioned. The body cannot completely transform into a poisonous snake, and can only hurt people with its poisonous gas.

Zhao Xueqing entered the world of cultivation for the first time and was very curious about all kinds of strange cultivation methods. She would observe and study them carefully when she saw them, but this did not mean that she would take this rattlesnake lightly and show mercy.

After she understood it, she immediately activated her technique, and the aura of the Immortal Phoenix Female's body suddenly surged, as if it was soaring into the sky.

"Go to hell!"

Then there was a light scolding like the sound of a phoenix, and with a wave of his hand, a divine phoenix energy weapon was slashed out.

laugh! With a bang, this air weapon was seven or eight meters long, and a piece of translucent golden light swept out like mercury pouring down the ground, easily cutting the snake head in half.

The rattlesnake hiding behind didn't even have time to react before it was cut in half.

Her eyes were still open with shock and fear, as if she couldn't believe that she had fallen like this.

The killer queen of a generation, Diamondback, the ace killer of the Butterfly Tombstone organization, was easily killed by Qing'er with one knife.

"Husband, I win!"

Qing'er restrained the monstrous aura of Wushou Phoenix Fairy's body into her body, showed a sweet smile, and jumped towards Jiang Tian.

…

"Jiang Taichu... what is it?"

When Qing'er went to chase and intercept Rattlesnake and others, the female police officer looked at Jiang Tian and asked with a frown.

"I really can't speak..."

Jiang Tian was too lazy to pay attention to her, rolled his eyes at her, and said disdainfully: "Anyway, don't try to catch me. My level is beyond what you can imagine!"

"Holy shit..."

The female police officer Lin Menghan was so crazy that she wanted to cry without tears.

I think she served as the captain of the Criminal Investigation Corps of the Jiangsu Provincial Police Department when she was only thirty years old. She was a dignified division-level cadre. She was beautiful and skilled. She had a heroic spirit that is rarely seen in ordinary girls, and she had a different kind of charm. .

In Jinling and even in Jiangsu Province, countless young talents were fascinated by her when they met her, trying their best to please and pursue her. But in front of Jiang Tian, ​​why did he seem like...an ant?

But when he saw Zhao Xueqing's miraculous ability.

Lin Menghan was completely dizzy and dazed. What she saw today was the most incredible thing in her life.

The body dodges bullets, condenses Qi into a soldier, kills people like chopping melons and vegetables, a car hits you, and you raise your finger to knock it away.

"She, why is she so powerful? Is she a warrior?"

"No, no, no, it should be the legendary martial arts master!" Lin Menghan muttered to himself in despair.

She had always been proud and arrogant, but after seeing Qing'er's monstrous strength, her outlook on life collapsed.

My self-confidence was shattered. I dropped it on the floor and couldn’t pick it up.

…

"Honey, how did I do?"

Zhao Xueqing ran over and hugged Jiang Tian's arm, like a primary school student who scored 100 points and asked for a reward from his teacher.

"Well, not bad! Good fight!"

Jiang Tian smiled and said: "It's just that sometimes there is too much nonsense. Remember, talk less and fight directly. Bad people die from talking too much, and good people will also miss their chance of fighting because of this!"

Lin Menghan was originally in awe of Zhao Xueqing, but when he looked at his dead comrades, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

She danced and yelled: "Miss Zhao, you have such strength, why didn't you take action earlier, otherwise, our comrades would not have died!"

"This...at that time..."

Zhao Xueqing was slightly stunned and speechless. She was so frightened by the other party that her delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were slightly red, and she almost stopped crying.

At that time, she only cared about protecting Jiang Tian, ​​but she didn't expect that the police were so useless. They were killed by the killers in just three strokes.

"Ba Po, you dare to speak like this to my wife, do you want to die?" Jiang Tian was immediately unhappy, frowned and said coldly.

"You, you dare to call me a bastard, you dare to threaten me!"

Lin Menghan had always been proud. After hearing these words, his full chest heaved violently with anger and his teeth chattered.

"Who do you think you are, a mentally retarded person who is worthy of my threats?"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly and said: "What does the life and death of your comrades have to do with us? Don't you still want to catch us? Do you think you have the strength to catch me? That's funny!"

"Get away!"

He shouted low, and a huge coercion pushed out, causing Lin Menghan to stumble back a few steps. He pulled Zhao Xueqing into the Rolls-Royce Phantom and walked away.

Lin Menghan stood there dumbfounded, full of anger and indignation.

…

It’s eleven o’clock in the evening, downtown Jinling.

The red light turns on at the intersection, the average and low-key Audi A8 brakes, a luxury item costing more than two million yuan, and an extraordinary temperament. The wheelbase of more than three meters long makes the A8 nearly 40 centimeters longer than various economical cars around it. , this length is enough to make car enthusiasts envious.

Fortunately, the A8 takes a moderate business route and its appearance is not too eye-catching.

This is why Zhang Wanqing takes this Audi to work instead of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Even so, many passers-by still fixed their eyes on the body of the Audi A8 and were attracted to it.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Shen!" Zhang Wanqing said with a smile.

She knew Shen Mange's identity as a descendant of the Shen family in Yanjing and a high-ranking disciple of the Shennong sect, but she obediently acted as her driver and bodyguard according to her son's wishes, which really made the kind-hearted Zhang Wanqing a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite!"

The moment the light turned green, Shen Mange turned around and smiled sweetly, and the A8's rear seat window burst automatically.

Suddenly, shards of glass scattered everywhere.

The sudden strange scene shocked many passers-by.

The window glass is missing a layer of film, and in the back seat of the car, half of Zhang Wanqing's body is almost completely exposed to the sight of passers-by. Likewise, it falls into the eyes of interested people.

About two hundred meters away from the gap between two high-rise buildings on the roadside, on the roof of a six-story building, the cold man who had been lurking for a long time shook his shoulder-length hair, and calmly loaded the third magazine with an expressionless face. Two bullets were pushed into the gun chamber.

The movements are slow and tepid, but they reveal a chilling murderous intent.

The slender and metallic gun body embodies the delicacy and exquisiteness of European military technology. Known as the world's most accurate single-shot rifle, the Swiss SSG3000 sniper rifle is more like a collectible art piece than the domestic Type 88.

But it is by no means a vase-like decoration. In the hands of a good sniper, it is a real killing weapon.

The cold man took aim again and pulled the trigger without hesitation. It was his job to shoot the target. He was as calm as if he had no pressure or anxiety.

puff!

The silencer makes the sound of gunfire extremely low, blending in with the hustle and bustle of the city and almost inaudible.

In an area where gun control is strictly enforced, it is shocking for someone to use such a gun to kill a target three hundred meters away.

Because of this, the windows of the Audi A8 burst, and most people's eyes were confused and confused. However, one person realized that the danger was coming, and that was Shen Mange who was in the driver's seat and was responsible for protecting her in time.

At the moment when the glass burst for the first time, Shen Mange shouted "Mr. Zhang, get down" and at the same time, regardless of the long line of cars waiting for the red light in front, pressed the electronic handbrake and stepped on the accelerator.

The car rushed forward wildly, colliding with the Volkswagen Passat in front of it, causing a series of collisions between more than a dozen cars on the left turn. The sound of crashing was endless. Then Shen Mange turned the steering wheel wildly to the right, and the car hit several cars, causing a severe squeeze. Enter the underground parking lot of a supermarket chain.

However, no matter how quick Shen Mange's reaction was, it was not as fast as a bullet, and a painful groan still sounded from the back seat of the A8.

In a six-story building that was mostly blocked by two high-rise buildings on the roadside, Ruan Kun, a ruthless man with a cold gun on the roof, curled his lips and cursed with a smile: "FUCK!"