Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

They knew that Jiang Tian was difficult to deal with, and Master Huajing was no joke. They had been lurking around the King's No. 1 Villa for half a month, with the purpose of kidnapping Zhao Xueqing to coerce Jiang Tian.

But when a tombstone saw Jiang Tian vomiting blood, they changed their plan and attacked Jiang Tian directly while his illness was killing him.

And during half a month of latent observation, they found no sign of Zhao Xueqing's cultivation. She was completely a weak woman with no strength.

I never expected that Zhao Xueqing's strength would be so terrifying, no less powerful than Jiang Tian.

Even one transformation master can't handle it, let alone two. This mission is simply too deceptive!

He was still hesitating whether to give up the mission, but one of the tombstones had already turned around and ran away.

"When you have finished eradicating evil, don't let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

Jiang Tian sipped his tea and admired the killing of his beloved wife.

Well, the growth is still very rapid.

In fact, there was no need for Jiang Tian to remind him. Zhao Xueqing had already stretched out her right hand towards the tombstone of the escaping tombstone.

A surging force of attraction suddenly formed.

call!

The killer had already run to the door of the living room, but suddenly his body flew into the air uncontrollably.

"let me go!"

He screamed miserably and danced, but Zhao Xueqing had already grabbed the back of his neck.

Click!

Qing'eryu twisted her hand, and the tombstone's cervical vertebra was broken, his head tilted to one side, and he died.

Without waiting for the others to react, Zhao Xueqing danced her hands quickly and hit the air with her fingers continuously.

Boom, boom, thunder, several extremely powerful finger lights blasted out like heavy cannons,

The remaining tombstones also fell out and fell to the ground, motionless.

Their death conditions were extremely miserable. Some had their heads shattered and no corpses were left intact. Some had collapsed chests and spewed out blood mixed with organ fragments. Some had broken bones and muscles, and some were shattered into a puddle of flesh.

In an instant, the situation took a turn for the worse.

In less than a minute, only the leader of the tombstone "God of Death" and the bloody totem Anthony stood there with a horrified face, messy in the wind.

"Haha, you two masters of transformation. Your flesh and blood are already very nourishing. Please become my blood slaves!"

Suddenly, Anthony's face changed from surprise to joy, he laughed ferociously, clasped his hands on his chest, and silently recited a few spells.

Two fangs suddenly sprouted from the corners of his mouth, tear them apart! The clothes on his back were torn, and two black bat-like wings stretched out from his back.

"go to hell!"

He opened his mouth wide, flapped his wings, and flew towards Zhao Xueqing with a roar.

The curved bone spurs on the edges of the wings shimmered with cold light and were extremely sharp, capable of scratching through steel.

"Phoenix feathers fill the sky!"

Zhao Xueqing gave a sweet shout, and the aura of Wushou Phoenix Fairy's body increased steadily. Two phoenix wings suddenly condensed and swept out.

Boom! With a sound, two giant wings collided together, creating a torrential wave of air.

Suddenly, Anthony's wings, which could not be broken by bullets but could break gold and cracked stone, split like rags, and blood flowed profusely.

"So strong!"

Anthony was frightened and cast a secret technique. A ball of blood suddenly burst out from his chest. The thick snow dance instantly enveloped him. The next moment, he suddenly disappeared and appeared in the courtyard. Then he flapped his wings rapidly and soared into the sky like a big bird. Get up and fly away into the distance.

"It's not easy to be able to escape with bleeding after suffering such a serious injury!" Jiang Tian said with a slight smile.

"You want to run, but can you?"

Zhao Xueqing snorted coldly, her eyes flashing.

"Lihuohuangmu!"

A flame about tens of meters long shot out from his eyes.

"What's this!"

Anthony felt a burning heat coming from behind, and when he looked back, he was absolutely horrified.

He used several secret techniques to dodge and save his life, but all were of no use.

Red flames immediately enveloped him.

Anthony let out a shrill scream and fell from the air onto the lawn. Amidst the shrill scream, he struggled hard. First, his hair, clothes, and then nails, skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs burned every inch from the inside out. Finally, it was completely reduced to ashes.

Finally, when Anthony's body was completely burned out, the flames still couldn't stop.

Only a faint red shadow was seen struggling inside, as if trying to break free from the body, but as Zhao Xueqing spurted out another flame, the red shadow was completely destroyed.

"This is... blood soul?"

The "God of Death" was so frightened that he was trembling all over, stunned, and fear gripped his entire body and mind.

It can be said that Zhao Xueqing's flame is so powerful that it can't help but burn the body of the blood race, which is impervious to water and fire, to ashes, and even destroy the blood soul. This is the legendary "destruction of body and soul".

When Anthony's soul disappeared, Zhao Xueqing slowly turned around and asked in a cold voice:

"Is your name the God of Death? Tell me, who is the mastermind behind the murder of my husband?"

"Goddess, please forgive me, this is a 'hidden flower' posted on the dark web. I don't know the financial backer behind the scenes either..."

Under extreme fear, the God of Death could no longer control himself. His knees softened and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Think about how powerful and proud he is as the leader of the world's seventh-ranked killer organization "Tombstone"?

He was once surrounded by the FBI in the United States, but he was able to laugh and talk freely and escape unscathed. He killed as many as 100 to 80 rich people and dignitaries. His hands were stained with blood and he regarded human life as nothing. The word "fear" has never been mentioned in the dictionary. Two words.

But at this moment, he was really afraid. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being burned to ashes and dying like this.

"Don't know? Then go to hell!"

Zhao Xueqing's beautiful eyes flashed, and she struck the air with her finger. The God of Death's head exploded, and he fell to the ground, dead.

The huge lawn has almost become a Shura field, with flesh and blood and corpses all over the ground. The bright red snow water pours into the withered yellow turf, which is particularly dazzling in the early winter night.

At this time, the blood-red murderous aura in Zhao Xueqing's beautiful eyes slowly receded and became clear again. She glanced around in confusion, and her hands couldn't stop trembling.

She looked down at the blood on her hands again, and said in a trembling voice: "I killed someone!"

"Do you regret it?"

Jiang Tian came over, held her crumbling body, his eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and sighed: "Actually, I regret a little, maybe I shouldn't have brought you on this path..."

"No, I don't regret it!"

Zhao Xueqing took two deep breaths, calmed down, shook her head and said firmly: "Even if time goes back, I will still kill them!"

"Well, actually, the first time I killed someone, I vomited for three days and three nights!"

Jiang Tian's eyes lit up and he smiled softly: "Don't think too much about trivial matters. Now, you just need to remember why you swing the sword and strengthen your belief when you swing the sword. As long as your belief is firm and correct , that is a choice without regrets. No need to put pressure on yourself..."

…

The next day, Jiang Tian washed up and got up, went to the living room, and found that Zhao Xueqing had regained her composure and had made a table of breakfast.

"Jiang Tian, ​​we have to go back to Jinling!" Zhao Xueqing asked worriedly.

"Well, actually, Shen Mange and the others have been there and it's almost done, but to be on the safe side, we'd better go back!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Tian's eyes and he said:

"The money master behind the dark web has actually found out my identity. Those powerful men who covet the bounty may take action against the Jiang family to blackmail me and make me throw a trap!"

Last night, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan the entire Linzhou, and there was no sign of any strong people. I am afraid that more strong people will appear in Jinling.

"Well, then we can set off!"

Qing'er nodded, and the two of them immediately packed up and saluted, took the little monkey Qitian with them, got into the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and headed straight for Jinling.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Tian felt depressed again. He didn't dare to take a plane now.

Because if the enemy attacks the plane, Jiang Tian will definitely die if he falls from a thousand meters altitude with his current weak body.

"My weak physical body is, after all, my biggest fetter at the moment..."

Qing'er was worried about Jiang Tian's health and insisted on driving. Jiang Tian sat in the passenger seat, looking at the fleeting scenery outside the window, frowning and saying depressedly.

Even if he refines the flying sword, he cannot fly at a speed that breaks the sound barrier now, otherwise his physical body will not be able to withstand it.

However, he still plans to refine the Heavenly Sword into his own flying sword as soon as possible. Even if it does not break the sound barrier, it is comparable to an airplane, at least better than driving a car, and it is still very convenient.

…

The car drove very fast, and that afternoon, it reached the boundary of Jiangsu Province and entered a gas station to stop for gas.

"Mr. Jiang, nice to meet you!"

Suddenly, a Maserati supercar stopped next to Jiang Tian. The door opened, and a pair of slender and beautiful legs stepped on the ground. A sexy foreign woman with blonde hair and blue eyes got out of the car and walked towards Jiang Tian.

She is tall, with a net height of 1.7 meters, and with high heels, she is 1.8 meters tall, like a supermodel.

It was already early winter and the weather was slightly cold, but she was wearing a backless evening dress with high slits, revealing a long, snow-white leg. She was extremely attractive and immediately attracted the attention of many men at the gas station.

Then two more Mercedes-Benz cross-country vehicles stopped, and five men got out, dressed in different ages, different skin colors, Asian, African, Caucasian, from different countries, races and regions, but all of them exuded a murderous aura. .

"You are so brave to come and kill me in broad daylight in public!" Jiang Tian said with a smile.

This woman's blood is evil and she is obviously a person with super powers.

The few people behind him also belong to different cultivators, but they all have strong energy and blood, and their strength is at least equivalent to the strong ones with internal strength cultivation in Chinese martial arts, and is much stronger than the previous Tombstone organization.

"There is no other way. The temptation of 500 million remuneration is really hard to resist!"

The enchanting woman licked her lips with her scarlet tongue, and a strong murderous intent flashed through her blue eyes, wanting Jiang Tian to get closer.

At this moment, a police car roared over.

A female police officer jumped out of the car. This female police officer was tall and sexy. Her chest was so high that it almost burst out of her clothes. Her waist was slender, her thighs were round, her butt was even rounder, her calves were slender and slender, and she was wearing flat-bottomed shoes. Leather shoes, truly heroic.