Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Originally, they were all friends and subordinates of Baidi City, and they had always disliked Jiang Tian, ​​who rose up in the world but was vaguely able to suppress Baidi City.

But at this time, unknowingly, they were on Jiang Tian's side emotionally.

Perhaps, in their subconscious, they also have the dream of pushing the East to the east and promoting our country's prestige, and Jiang Tian's killing spree made them feel very happy.

"You are a top-notch person with this crude method of coagulating blood and sacrificing your life, but you still want to be able to suppress the Chinese martial arts? What a fool!"

At this, Jiang Tian smiled disdainfully, stepped forward, stretched out his jade-white palm, and pinched the extremely sharp blood-colored sword.

The sword light was frozen in the air as if it was trapped in a huge boulder, unable to make any further progress.

"What?"

Miyamoto Nagagaki was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground in disbelief.

The blood-coagulating blade of sacrificing one's body is the most powerful move that he has been trying hard to master in recent years.

But Jiang Tian directly resisted it with just a pair of fleshy palms?

This is really beyond his cognitive scope and is too incredible.

"Let you see what true martial arts is!"

Jiang Tian shook his arm, and the Blade of Sacrifice instantly shattered into pieces like paper, and the remains of energy and blood were flying in a mess.

"escape!"

Seeing this, Miyamoto Nagagaki was so shocked that he had only this thought in his mind.

Only now did he realize that Jiang Tian's strength was terrifying, far beyond his imagination.

Perhaps the Eastern Sword God or several high priests can suppress it, but he is definitely no match.

Without saying a word or turning around at all, he kicked off his feet and shot toward a helicopter like a big bird.

"Haha, it's too late to think of running away now!"

Jiang Tian smiled disdainfully.

A thought came to my mind.

The small black flying sword floating in front of him exploded towards Miyamoto Nagagaki like a cruise missile with an air-piercing explosion.

"Shield of Endurance, block it for me!"

At this time, Hattori Hanzo, who had been prepared for a long time, finally took action. He made finger gestures with both hands and waved his left hand to form a seal in the void.

A shield of endurance with a radius of three meters condensed in front of the little black flying sword, trying to block the blow for Miyamoto Nagagaki.

At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, a dozen or so darts and wind blades composed of forbearance swept and cut towards Jiang Tian like a long dragon.

"Kill him! It's time to end it!"

At this moment, Ishii Yuren also took action.

Holding the handle of the samurai sword hanging at his waist with both hands, he approached Jiang Tian with quick steps.

There was a sharp flash of cold light, the sword came out of its sheath, and a blade of more than five meters in length shot toward Jiang Tian like mercury pouring down the ground.

Miyamoto Nagagaki attracted Jiang Tian's firepower, and Hattori Hanzo and Ishii Moryen each used their unique skills. It was equivalent to the three masters of Nonomiya Shrine taking action at the same time. The lineup was super luxurious, and the battlefield was full of dangers for a while.

This formation, even if the Russian great master Qiao Bin is here, must be treated with caution and deal with it with all his strength.

"Tch! Ants are ants. Can three ants bite off one of my hairs?" Jiang Tian shook his head slightly, disdainful of being exposed to the cold weather.

The three of them joined forces and cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding, and their lethality was astonishing. Perhaps Chinese martial arts masters like Huo Qingtian and Wei Feilong would have to stay away.

But for Jiang Tian, ​​who had already cultivated into Gengjin Divine Body and had broken through to the fifth level of Qi training, he was just like an ant that could be slapped to death by raising his hand.

Under the urging of his spiritual consciousness, the little black flying sword broke the speed of sound, and passed through the breath shield with a bang. Even if Miyamoto Nagagaki continuously changed his body shape and trajectory, the little black flying sword was still as strong as a tarsal maggot. Keep up with the lock.

puff!

In the blink of an eye, the little black flying sword brought out blood arrows and internal organ fragments, easily piercing Miyamoto Nagagaki's chest.

Miyamoto Nagagaki didn't even let out a scream, he fell to the deck, clutched his chest and convulsed, and died.

The first master, the current leader of the Niten First Class, the master of Japanese kendo, Miyamoto Nagagaki - die!

At this time, Hattori Hanzo's Breath-Ending Wind Blade and hidden weapon had already struck in front of Jiang Tian, ​​but they were only one meter away, but unexpectedly a black lightning roared out from Jiang Tian's fingers.

Bang bang bang, a series of explosions, like a string of firecrackers exploding.

Many wind blades and hidden weapons were all turned into fragments and wreckage, and in less than a second, they all exploded and shattered.

Black lightning burst out and arrived in front of Hattori Hanzo in the blink of an eye.

"What's this?"

Hattori Hanzo's eyes were horrified.

He didn't see Jiang Tian's other weapons at all, and he didn't see clearly what the black lightning was at this time.

But what is clear is that the threat of death is very close at hand.

In desperation, he pushed to the limit of his endurance, grabbed hold of his hands in panic, pulled out a shield from the void and blocked it in front of him, and at the same time, he retreated violently.

But how could his shield of endurance block the power of the black iron shuttle?

This is a relic from the time when the demons and immortals fought against the holy ape. It was made of Geng gold mother iron and was refined again by Jiang Tian. It has powerful magic power.

The breath-bearing shield collapsed miserably without holding on for a second. The black iron shuttle pierced his chest without any forward movement, took his body into the air, and pinned him to the cabin.

The exposed tail of the shuttle trembled slightly, and blood flowed out along the bulkhead.

The second master, the current leader of the Kako-ryu ninja style, Hattori Hanzo, the god-level ninja, Hattori Hanzo - died!

At this time, Ishii Yuren's violent and unparalleled sword also struck, Jiang Tianxin waved his hand and sneered: "Seeking death!"

A surging golden air flow pushed out like an 18-level tsunami.

Under Peiran Moyu's strength, Ishii Yuren's sword light collapsed miserably like paper.

Her body was like a paper kite in the strong wind, flying more than ten meters away without any sense of weight, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground motionless, not sure whether she was dead or alive.

This time, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, as fast as lightning. Jiang Tian actually only took less than three seconds, even the three masters of Zhanyomiya Shrine.

For a time, many people in the audience were stunned.

"Master Jiang... actually won!" A member of the Condor Team gulped, his face full of disbelief.

These are the three masters of Nonomiya Shrine. Looking at Japan, they are also among the top ten.

Even if Ye Zhantian faced a joint attack by the three of them, he would probably be in a hurry and be too tired to deal with it, and it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

But Jiang Tian only used three seconds to kill three masters in a row, and he was able to do so with ease and ease. How powerful, how domineering, and how amazing is this?

"Jiang Taichu... won!"

Qin Zongheng spoke with difficulty, his expression extremely complicated, and his eyes looked at Jiang Tian with shock.

Before, he was very jealous and unconvinced of Jiang Tian. After all, he was an elite disciple of Wudang, a semi-hidden sect. He even had the ambition to compete with Jiang Tian and become famous in the martial arts world on Jiang Tian's corpse.

But now that he had seen Jiang Tian's terrifying strength, he didn't even have the courage to be jealous.

The ambition to challenge Jiang Tian's superiority had long since fallen to pieces on the ground and could not be picked up.

"Everyone, your mission has been completed. Are you going back home?" Jiang Tian turned to look at Qin Zongheng and the others and said calmly.

"Yes, Master Jiang. Your next actions have nothing to do with the Condor Group!"

Qin Zongheng bowed respectfully and clasped his fists, his body unable to stop trembling slightly.

The other members of the Divine Eagle Group also lowered their unruly heads to show their respect and respect to Jiang Tian.

They must show their kindness to Jiang Tian, ​​because Jiang Tian has killed Chen Xuejiao, which is equivalent to being in a hostile state with the Shenying Group. If they didn't show goodwill, Jiang Tian might kill them too, eradicate the roots and avoid future troubles forever.

"Yeah! Go ahead!"

Jiang Tian nodded slightly. He didn't bother to kill Qin Zongheng's group, they were just a bunch of ants.

"Master Jiang, don't worry."

Qin Zongheng's eyes were filled with fear, and he quickly added: "Chen Xuejiao died in the chaotic battle between you and the Japanese people. She was accidentally killed by the Japanese people. I must report the truth!"

Other members of the Condor Group also nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Jiang Tian was slightly stunned, and then he smiled and said: "Although I am not afraid of Baidi City, you can avoid some unnecessary trouble by handling it this way. Very good, you are very smart!"

"Master Jiang is so complimentary."

Qin Zongheng breathed a long sigh of relief, clasped his fists respectfully again and said: "Previously, this junior did not know the true face of the real person, and his words were quarrelsome, which offended many people. Master Jiang, please don't forget the faults of others, and be considerate of them!"

"Easy to say!"

Jiang Tian waved his hand.

Qin Zongheng and the others quickly took Chen Xuejiao's body, exited the Great East Asia cruise ship, and boarded the Guowei to return home.

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Aboard the Guowei.

Qin Zongheng looked solemn, considered his words, and finally reported the situation to Baidi City via satellite phone.

Of course, he did cover up Chen Xuejiao's death for Jiang Tian as he said.

Baidi City's reaction to this was very dull.

Qin Zongheng didn't know what Baidicheng was really thinking in his heart. Baidicheng's thoughts had always been difficult to grasp.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zongheng sat there, looking at the boring sea view outside the porthole window, silently dazed and speechless for a long time.

"Master Qin, Master Bai asked you to return to the headquarters of the Yanjing Condor Group overnight..." A member of the team knocked on the door and bowed.

"I'm not going back!" Qin Zongheng said calmly.

"Master Qin, what did you say...?" The team member was shocked and couldn't believe his ears.

Qin Zongheng can be said to be a big fan of Baidi City. He always obeys his orders. Is this because he wants to disobey his orders?

"Please give me a message. I will not return to Yanjing in a short time. I will go to Wudang Mountain for retreat!"

Qin Zongheng sighed, feeling lost.

During this mission, he finally understood the huge gap between himself and the truly strong.

He suddenly felt that the goals and blueprints woven by Baidi City that once made his blood boil were insipid compared with Jiang Tian's heaven-defying cultivation.

After practicing hard in seclusion for ten or eight years, it might be possible to reach one-tenth of Jiang Taichu's current combat strength.