Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

In addition to discussing some cooperation matters and exchanging instruments and materials, the International Spellcraft Conference also has the most critical part of the competition of spells.

Masters of spells are not supernatural beings, and they will also fight for power and profit, to compete, to talk about fame and rankings, and there will naturally be friction.

Because the dragon group does not have a ranking in the magic world, it can even be said that warlocks are more aggressive than warriors.

"On a certain day and month, wherever I was, I beat everyone to the ground! It's like fighting five scumbags! Hahaha!"

Whoever wants to win against the magic master next to him must throw a big banquet and show it off so that everyone will know it.

Especially on such an occasion, to challenge the opponent to learn from each other, and to defeat the opponent in full view is undoubtedly to establish one's own status, and it is also a beautiful thing to feel proud of.

Xu Mozhai is a master of spells of the Talisman Sect, and has always been very dissatisfied with Xingzhou Zhou Xingchen who is also proficient in this way.

So he challenged Zhou Xingchen just now, but he was defeated by the opponent.

But he could see that during the duel, Zhou Xingchen not only used traditional Taoist talismans, but also used some witchcraft methods, which made him very unhappy when he failed.

"Grandpa, didn't the Chinese Society cooperate with sorcerers?" the little Taoist nun in apricot-yellow Taoist robe asked puzzled.

"It turns out that there are indeed some Nanyang magic masters who joined the Chinese Association, such as Oyela and others, but they are not considered top-notch masters!"

Xu Mozhai looked at the tall figures under the high platform, and said with a wry smile: "But this time, there are blood witches, fire witches, and snake witches from the big witch sects. Wang Chongyan is joining forces!"

A trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "Most of these great sects come from Myanmar, Thailand and other places, and there are many masters of magic arts with Tongxuan cultivation!"

"Introducing so many strong men, isn't Wang Chongyan afraid that the other party will turn against him?" the little Taoist nun asked with a frown.

"Wang Chongyan is not a fool, he naturally has the means to restrain him, besides, he has been with Nanyang sorcerer masters all these years, and he has learned from each other to prove it. The terrifying existence!"

Xu Mozhai sighed, and lowered his voice, "Probably the battle on Mount Everest hurt the vitality of the Chinese people, and he was also very impatient. This time, he spent all his money. These masters of sorcery all joined as worshippers!"

While everyone was chatting and laughing, suddenly, there was a bang, and there was an earth-shattering loud noise from the mountain gate.

A surging voice like a raging wave bombarded over: "Wang Chongyan, get out and lead to death!"

For a moment, the audience was shocked, and everyone turned their heads to look outside the door with stunned faces.

"Bold, who dares to break into the main forum of my Xingzhou Chinese Association! You can't find death!"

However, Wang Chongyan's face suddenly changed. He slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up. With a slap, the stone chair collapsed instantly and the armrest shattered.

"This person is courting death! How dare he disrespect President Wang!"

Many masters of Nanyang sorcery also stood up, each one full of murderous intent, wanting to teach this ignorant brat a lesson.

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"Are you from Huaxia? The accent sounds like it's from the mainland!"

"Slashing through the mountain gate with one sword, could it be that he is a Chinese martial arts master!"

At the gate of the main altar, the guards saw that Jiang Tian cut through the mountain gate with a sword, they couldn't help being horrified and couldn't believe it.

"No matter who he is, if he dares to offend our Xingzhou Chinese Association General Forum, he will die!"

The guards burst into rage the next moment. After all, they were masters of martial arts and martial arts. They were brave and fierce, and they were very arrogant. It would be too shameful if they were scared off by the other party alone.

"Boy, if you dare to break through the mountain gate of my Blue Clothes Society, go to hell!"

The guard leader yelled even more, and rushed towards Jiang Tian in the lead.

He jumped down like a cheetah, holding a ghost head knife, and slashed out with one knife. The sharp and bright light of the knife was connected into one piece, overlapping, even a small car could be cut.

"Yeah! Wang Chongyan's disciple Song Yuanjian, he has achieved great internal strength in martial arts, and he can be called a master of martial arts in mainland China!"

Around, there were bystanders who smiled proudly, their eyes were very determined, it seemed that Jiang Tian was dead and could not die anymore.

"Don't!" Only Guo Lili shook her head regretfully, tongue-tied, and she didn't even have time to stop her.

Wang Zhibo is a master of both martial arts and martial arts. He has achieved a small achievement in martial arts. He can be called a small master. He is not Jiang Tian's opponent, and he is just courting death.

laugh!

Jiang Tian slashed through the air with a sword, and the black sword light cut across like a knife cutting through water, directly cutting through the ghost-headed knife that blows hair and hair, and cut Song Yuanjian, who was full of astonishment, in half.

"ah!!"

Waves of blood rolled over, and Song Yuanjian's body fell to the ground, blood splattered all over the faces of those around him.

But he didn't die immediately, and made a heart-piercing scream, which was creepy.

"This..." For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

This is Wang Chongyan's personal disciple, a master of martial arts, he can't even catch the opponent's sword.

"Could it be that he is really the Grandmaster of Transformation, but how is this possible? Grandmasters of Transformation are rare in China, and there are only a few dozen people in China!"

Some people shook their heads in disbelief.

"kill him!"

"How can the Xingzhou Chinese Association be humiliated? Let's go together and chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

"Yes! Fuck him to death!"

But more guards jumped up and down, swarmed up, and attacked Jiang Tian one after another.

Most of these people are internal strength cultivation bases, they have been taught by Wang Chongyan, and there are more than twenty people, even if Jiang Tian is the real master of transformation, they are so many and powerful, they are not afraid at all.

What's more important is that Wang Chongyan's subordinates are very strict, and those who are timid will be severely punished, or even beheaded directly. How dare they back down?

Wang Chongyan became famous both at home and abroad during the Republic of China. He made his debut earlier than Lin Zhenyu. He is a veteran master of the same generation as Ye Zhantian's father, Ye Tianren.

His disciples also have their own strengths.

There are those with strong physical bodies who choose to fight close to the body, and those with strong breath who break through the air with internal strength and kill people in the air. There are also hidden weapon masters who shoot darts and sleeve arrows from a long distance, and there are also kendo and sword masters who use swords to attack...

More than 20 people attacked together, and all of them were masters of internal strength, even a few who had achieved a small level of transformation. This wave of attacks can be described as overwhelming, with infinite power. It is Huo Qingtian, Lin Zhenyu and other strong people who come here , must be treated with caution and with caution.

"Hehe, let's show you the strength of Feijian!"

Jiang Tian smiled lightly, and the flying sword swished out.

A burst of intensive screams suddenly sounded. There is no room for hair, and it is as shrill as ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The flying sword turned into a black light, refracted by the curve, extremely flexible, as if spiritual, some pierced through the chests of these guards, some directly took their heads, some were even cut off at the waist, and their intestines flowed all over the ground , Instant death.

Jiang Tian easily killed twenty-four guards in a row with only one breath, and none of them could escape!

"Who are you? How dare you kill me, a disciple of the Xingzhou Chinese Association, is it because you are tired of work?"

At this time, an elder guardian burst out from the hall, standing on a tall rockery, overlooking Jiang Tiandao.

"Fang Jian, the guardian elder, came out!"

"Elder Fang is a master of transformation. He was on a mission in Huaxia Lingnan ten years ago. When he met Mo Haoxiong, he defeated him with one palm!"

"Yeah, since that time, Mo Haoxiong has been in seclusion, and he never dared to say that he is a master of transformation! So many martial arts figures think that there is no master in Lingnan!"

Seeing the Elder Dharma Protector come out, many members of the Xingzhou Chinese Society seem to have gained great support, their hearts are more stable, and their eyes are expectant and excited. It seems that Jiang Tian will definitely lose this time.

"You are not qualified to know my name, let Wang Chongyan come out and die!"

Jiang Tian's eyes were indifferent, he held the blood-dripping sword upside down, and approached the hall, still saying the same words in his mouth.

"It turned out to be you!"

At this time, Brahma, Wang Chongyan's chief disciple, also came out. Seeing that it was Jiang Tian, ​​he couldn't help being terrified, and roared out.

"Boy, you are so crazy, even if Wei Feilong came here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that!"

Before Brahma could speak, the distraught Elder Fang Jian had already made a bold move!

Wow! He tore off a soft whip from his waist, and whipped it towards Jiang Tianbo with a whoosh.

The whip rolled out, like an iron curtain, the cold light flickered, and it pressed across the void, bringing out a terrible whistling sound. When the whip curtain passed, there was a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and boulders the size of basketballs rolled on the ground and scattered in all directions. fly.

"Hey? This whip is not bad. It just so happened that the old ghost's white ape bone whip was broken, so I took it for him!"

With joy in Jiang Tian's eyes, he stretched out his big hand, grabbed the whip, and at the same time the flying sword came out through the air.

Fang Jian is a master of transformation, this whip is infused with extremely powerful true energy, not to mention being caught in a battle, even when standing still, a master of inner strength may be shocked to death if he touches it.

But Jiang Tian caught it, and he couldn't help being horrified.

Before he had time to snatch it, his eyes went dark, and a black light pierced through, reaching his chest.

This black light was so fast, it was like black lightning, he didn't even see what it was!

"Oh!"

Fang Jian yelled, and it was a neat iron bridge. His body was folded back from his knees, and he was leaning back to the limit, with his head touching the ground.

He thought he was fast enough, and he must have dodged the black light.

But suddenly he felt his chest was cold and hot, and a sense of weakness engulfed his whole body. When he looked down, he found that his chest had been pierced by a black sword, bleeding profusely.

"How can this be?"

Fang Jian muttered to himself in despair, unable to believe it at all.

With a snort, Jiang Tian made a move, and Xiao Hei Feijian brought out a bloody dance and flew back into his hand.

Elder Fang Jian fell to the ground and died.

In the Xingzhou Chinese Association, Fang Jian was also called a giant, keeping pace with Oyela, but he was killed by Jiang Tian's sword just like that.

"Who is this person? Why is he so powerful..."

After Fang Jian died, none of the masters, elders, and guards of the Xingzhou Chinese Association dared to step forward.

Most of them were cultivated under the Transformation Realm, even Fang Jian was killed, and they went up to die in vain.

However, until now, they couldn't figure out Jiang Tian's identity, let alone why the Xingzhou Chinese would provoke this killing god.