Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

The sound waves roared, and the majestic strange force came like a huge wave.

The bulletproof glass window, which could withstand sniper rifle fire, first appeared with spider web-like cracks, and then exploded with a bang.

"What?"

The whole audience was shocked, and many powerful people were shocked.

Now, Lu Lixuan is on the verge of dominating Yanjing and sweeping the whole of China. Who dares to ask her fiancée Song Shuangyan to leave Yanjing to provoke him?

"No, no, no, someone killed someone! Lu Liwei and Song Poju were killed... Mr. Shi was also seriously injured!"

At this time, a guard with torn clothes and blood stained body stumbled in and screamed.

"He actually killed someone in Songtao Manor!"

Many family heads present looked at each other and exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Liwei is Lu Lixuan's cousin. Although his bloodline is far away, he is still a member of the Lu family.

Song Pojue is Song Shuangyan's younger brother, and he has practiced martial arts and is Song Shuangyan's right-hand man.

Both of these two people were killed. It seemed that this man wanted to take on the Lu and Song families. He was too courageous.

When Lu Lixuan heard this, his expression was neither sad nor happy, but a burst of lightning flashed in his eyes, as if it were real.

"How brave you are to act recklessly on the Song family's territory and seek death!"

Behind Lu Lixuan, a young man was furious. He slapped the table and shouted angrily, "Who is it? Are we in the Renaissance Alliance afraid to kill anyone?"

This young man's name is Meng Xin. He comes from the Meng family, which ranks among the top 20 in Yanjing. He has great influence in the security department. Like Ye Haochen, he is Lu Lixuan's right-hand man and die-hard supporter.

His anger was like the roar of a demon king, intimidating the entire audience.

Everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to make a sound.

"Uncle De, go take a look and bring people to me!"

Lu Lixuan's expression did not change. He picked up the tea cup, took a sip and gave instructions casually.

He is calm and calm at every turn, and has a somewhat stern demeanor of not changing his expression despite the collapse of the mountains. He is worthy of being the first prince of Yanjing and the dragon of the Lu family, and many elder family heads admire him deeply.

"Yes, Prince!"

Behind Lu Lixuan, a loyal and honest middle-aged man wearing a black jacket bowed slightly and agreed.

Zhao Dezhu, known as "Uncle De", is just Lu Lixuan's driver and looks inconspicuous.

But the moment he stood up straight, his muscles swelled, and his body seemed to expand a bit. It was really as tall as a mountain and extremely thick.

With just a simple movement of standing up, an extremely powerful momentum shot straight into the sky, like a sword unsheathed, accompanied by a violent murderous intention like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with surging blood and sharp edges.

"The Lu family has a truly profound background. He is just one of Mr. Lu's drivers, but he has the realm of transformation!"

"And he is a master of horizontal training both internally and externally. He can be called a master who dominates any place!"

In the field, some warriors with inner strength saw this scene, their eyes were frightened, and they screamed crazily in their hearts.

"They're looking for me, let me go over and have a look too!"

Song Shuangyan's face was slightly cold. After Lu Lixuan nodded slightly, she walked out of Songtao Pavilion and went straight to the front yard.

…

At this time, the birthday party in the front yard was in a mess.

Some of the many young and famous ladies knelt down, while others stood far away, not daring to make a sound, looking at Jiang Tian in fear.

"Qingli, didn't you say you didn't have dinner on the way? Why don't you eat some?"

But Jiang Tian, ​​as if nothing happened, sat leisurely, picked up cold dishes and champagne, and started eating and drinking.

Han Qingli looked at this scene and couldn't help laughing or crying, her eyes were fascinated.

"This Jiang Taichu is really a blazing flame. He killed the Song and Lu families and still remained so calm. I'm afraid he is the only one in China who can do it!"

Just as she was thinking about it, the wooden door leading to the backyard was suddenly pushed open.

There was a burst of footsteps, and a group of people walked quickly, surrounded by a beautiful woman.

The leader was none other than Song Shuangyan, who had exquisite makeup and peerless elegance, traveling like a queen.

"Huh? Did he kill someone? He changed!"

Seeing that it was Jiang Tian, ​​Song Shuangyan was slightly startled. An idea came to her mind, and her eyes were a little complicated.

She never thought that the loser whom she bullied like a dog and abandoned like a pair of worn-out shoes would actually come to the Song family with such arrogance!

And after killing the two eldest sons of the Song family and the Lu family, they were still calm and calm, without any nervousness or change of color!

Song Shuangyan slowly stopped, her figure standing upright like a proud snow lotus, even more beautiful when exposed to frost and still clear when exposed to snow.

Her clear and beautiful eyes stared at Jiang Tian inquiringly, and she said calmly:

"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Mr. Jiang from the Yaowang Group!"

"Since we are old friends who came to my birthday party, let's have a glass of wine and a piece of birthday cake together. Why are we getting into a fight? Did we not entertain them well?"

"Give me back the remains of the Immortal Ruins, and I won't kill you!"

Jiang Tian finally slowly raised his head, his pupils shrank, and he looked at Song Shuangyan.

The calm gaze seems to be able to penetrate ten thousand years, slightly sharp, but neither sad nor happy.

In the previous life, the woman who had once made him look up to her like a country boy meeting a royal princess, and who had brought endless humiliation to the Jiang family, finally appeared in front of him.

But in this life, in Jiang Tian's eyes, she was just an ant that could be easily crushed and killed, not worth mentioning.

"You didn't come here just to wash away the humiliation of breaking off the engagement. You actually know the secret of the Fairy Ruins?"

Song Shuangyan was slightly surprised and looked at Jiang Tian with interest: "Who are you?"

He was actually able to kill several gunmen with just one hand, as well as the martial arts genius Song Pojue. Could it be that he had also become a strong martial artist, or even... was he like what Mr. Shi said?

"Haha, I will feel humiliated if you break off the engagement. You really think too highly of yourself!"

Jiang Tian said with a mocking look on his face:

"You are such an ugly monster, who would want it? Fortunately, you are still the first of the four concubines in Yanjing, and you are far worse than some of my maids! You are willing to break off the engagement and let me go. I am really grateful to you for eight generations of ancestors!"

"I really don't know why I was so blind at that time that I actually agreed to be engaged to you. I was young and had really bad taste at that time."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Countless people stared at Jiang Tian in stunned silence, as if they were seeing a monster.

The eldest son of the Jiang family was really crazy. He ignored Lu Lixuan's pressure and raised his hand to kill people. Now he also said that Song Shuangyan was ugly. He was trying to offend the two families to death.

"Husband, you are so talented!"

Only Han Qingli poofed! There was a laugh, and her beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Tian in fascination.

She had always been suppressed by Song Shuangyan, and what Jiang Tian said today really made her feel very happy.

After Song Shuangyan's pretty face changed slightly, she regained her composure. Like a superior queen, she smiled coldly and said:

"Jiang Tian, ​​you do have some abilities, but you shouldn't have come today, and you shouldn't have revealed that you know the secret of the remaining map of the Immortal Ruins."

Her eyes burst with murderous intent, and she said with a ferocious smile:

"Did you know that in order to pursue the secret of the Immortal Ruins, my Song family spent tens of billions to visit the entire China. Now, you have arrived at our door yourself!"

The next moment, like a queen commanding thousands of troops, she suddenly waved her hand and said ruthlessly:

"Uncle De, break his limbs and force him to reveal the whereabouts of the remaining map of the Immortal Ruins!"

"Yes, Miss Song!"

Zhao Dezhu's eyes were like lightning, staring at Jiang Tian.

His arms shook, and with a few sneers, his shirt exploded, revealing a muscular body that was as if cast from brass. The muscles were coiled and stretched like a horned dragon, full of terrifying explosive power.

The seemingly random step was taken, just like the steps taken by the ancient gods.

Boom! With a sound, the ground trembled, and the bricks under the feet cracked inch by inch. The fragments burst out and collapsed into a deep pit that buried the feet.

"Uncle De, he is Jiang, Jiang..."

Ye Haochen, who had just arrived, pointed at Jiang Tian and wanted to say in horror.

But how could Zhao Dezhu pay attention to him?

Whoosh!

With the help of the ground's counter-shock force, Zhao Dezhu rushed towards Jiang Tian like a bolt of lightning. He pulled out blurry afterimages in the air, and the sound of air friction was sharp and harsh, just like a train whistle.

The ground trembled and collapsed with every step.

Pieces of blue-striped stone floor tiles were scattered and flew apart after he stepped on them, rushing towards Jiang Tian like a giant dragon.

Boom!

He punched out, like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, with a fierce murderous aura and a powerful explosive power, crushing the void and blasting towards Jiang Tian's chest.

King Kong Demon Subduing Fist, Shaolin's unique skill.

Fierce and fierce, like the angry eyes of a vajra, fierce on the outside but quiet on the inside, and like a Bodhisattva with low eyebrows!

"This Zhao Dezhu, his attack was too ruthless. I want you to stay alive, but I still want the remaining pictures!"

Seeing this, Song Shuangyan frowned, feeling that Zhao Dezhu's punch would definitely kill Jiang Tian, ​​and she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Before entering the world and returning to secular life, Zhao Dezhu was once the head of the eighteen Arhats in the Shaolin Arhat Hall. A punch could penetrate a steel plate several centimeters thick, and a foot could crush a car.

With this Vajra Demon Subduing Fist, he once defeated Wang Xuanwu, one of the four spirit generals of the Dragon Group.

"roll!"

Jiang Tian didn't even look at this. It wasn't until Zhao Dezhu rushed forward that he waved his sleeves leisurely.

Boom! There was a loud bang.

The picture ranges from extremely still to extremely dynamic, ranging from motionless like a mountain to motiony like fire.

Just like a Category 18 hurricane suddenly erupting, a surging force swept out violently.

Before the huge force hit, the pressure came first. Zhao Dezhu felt it was difficult to breathe and his heart was beating with fear. In desperation, he crossed his arms in front of him, as if closed.

But it's useless.

Boom!

Zhao Dezhu was like a dozen cannonballs hitting his body at the same time. It exploded on the spot. Blood, minced meat, broken bones and internal organ fragments were scattered in all directions. Not even a whole body was left behind.

"What?"

Everyone present exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Dezhu was extremely domineering. He was Lu Lixuan's personal bodyguard and once defeated Xuanwu, one of the four spirit generals of the Dragon Group.

But facing Jiang Tian at this moment, he was as weak as an ant, and was shaken to pieces by Jiang Tian with a wave of his sleeves.

"who are you?"

For the first time, a look of fear appeared on Song Shuangyan's pretty face, and her beautiful eyes widened, as if she had never known Jiang Tian before.

"He, he is Jiang Taichu!"

At this time, Ye Haochen, who did not dare to let Jiang Tian see him, was trembling, huddled in the distance, and whispered this sentence, but it was too late.

There was dead silence.

The many family heads and wealthy people who followed Song Shuangyan to watch the excitement instantly turned into clay and wood sculptures, motionless.