Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Some of them swaggered in directly from the lobby on the first floor, blatantly attacked the police, and rushed upstairs.

Some used throwing guns to shoot from the opposite building, and hooked locks to slide over with ropes to break in.

Some wore wingsuits from high altitudes and flew to the rooftops like flying bats, and attacked from the corridors of the rooftops.

...

One wave after another, the mercenaries were like locusts, and they couldn't kill them all.

They are all fully armed and carry heavy weapons. They can be called a private army, and there are even some supernatural beings.

In this case, the police force was wiped out in less than ten minutes.

"Don't worry, I can't die, you protect Miss Ye and Professor Huang!"

Qiu Gong was on the first floor downstairs, in a room, sitting on the ground against the wall, breathing heavily, and smiling boldly.

His chest was shattered, his shoulders were shattered, and his mouth kept oozing blood.

"This old man, his bones are so hard! I shot him once, and he is still carrying it hard!"

At the end of the corridor, in various offices and bathrooms, seventeen or eighteen Blackwater mercenaries were scattered and occupied, some with guns and some with cold weapons.

Blackwater mercenaries, also known as Blackwater Security Consultants, are security guards in name, but their equipment is better than that of the regular US army. They played an important role in the Iraq War and are known as special forces outside the US government.

The most powerful elites of Blackwater were dispatched this time, and all of them were famous on the mercenary list.

Qiu Gong held the White Ape Bone Knife in his right hand and a grenade in his left hand, which he had snatched from the mercenaries. He was going to die with them if they charged up.

He was bleeding dry, with three gunshot wounds all over his body, and a penetrating wound on his shoulder, and he couldn't even lift his hands.

Suddenly, there was a bang, dust was flying, and the left and right walls were blasted by micro-explosive devices.

Before the smoke dissipated, seven or eight mercenaries rushed in from both sides. Qiu Gong wanted to use the grenade, and with a bang,

The mercenaries who were facing the enemy instinctively pulled the trigger, and the bullets exploded.

Qiugong's wrist holding the grenade was bloodied, and before the grenade could be fired, he jumped to the side.

At the same time, eight crossbow guns aimed at Qiugong's legs and fired randomly, and the heart-wrenching sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh became one.

Qiu Gong stumbled back, leaning against the tree trunk behind, his trouser legs were dripping with blood, he smiled miserably, revealing the tragic end of the battle, waved to the people in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "I have a way to fight with me!"

Qiu Gong was not reconciled, how could he be forced into a desperate situation by this group of bastards who were more victorious than the few, it was a great shame and humiliation.

"Chinese warriors, I have always admired them very much."

Behind the eight people was a tall, muscular and well-proportioned man, armed with live ammunition, handsome, with a black cloth tied on his head, capable and full of coolness.

A handsome foreign man with a somewhat gentlemanly demeanor, but has a nickname that is seriously inconsistent with his appearance - Satan.

Satan, the meaning of the devil in the Bible.

This person used to be the head coach of the devil who was revered and worshiped by 2,500 members of the Delta Force. The NATO armed forces called him the most powerful creature on the North American continent. Now he is the general advisor of the Blackwater mercenaries and the most powerful existence among them.

"You, face the camera...Admit failure, I won't kill you." Satan raised his pistol, his Chinese was a little jerky, and his smile was full of jokes.

The Chinese warrior had brought him too much humiliation, and he wanted to regain the dignity of the world's top mercenary.

"Fart!" Qiu Gong scolded angrily.

Satan roughly understood what farting meant, sneered, and drew his gun to aim at Qiugong's eyebrows.

Qiu Gong stiffened his neck and didn't blink his eyes, he wanted to see how he died with his own eyes.

For a moment, he thought of Ye Gufeng, the heroes of Jiangbei, the turbulent years of his life, and Jiang Tian, ​​and his heart felt sad.

He is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. From now on, he will not see these familiar people, and he will feel sad.

"It is inevitable that the general will die before the battle. I have enough money, and I have not lived in vain in this life."

"It's a pity, Master Jiang, I didn't follow your order to guard the last one. In the next life, I will be your lackey and create endless brilliance together..."

Qiu Gong raised his head, waiting for death.

At the door of the office, there were two mercenaries in charge of guarding. Suddenly there was a sharp noise, and the two subconsciously turned their heads.

A phantom was already close at hand, like a ghost. The two of them were so shocked that they didn't have time to shoot. A sharp cold light surpassed the limit of human eyes' recognition, and it was drawn through the air.

The two mercenaries stood blankly, their eyes gradually lost, and a thin red line spread from the top of their heads to their crotches.

The next moment, the red thin line suddenly expanded, and there was a crash——

The two corpses were split into two pieces from the middle, and the steaming internal organs flowed all over the floor.

The wind-like figure rushed into the room like a ghost, and several wind blades slashed out wildly.

Wind blades came one after another, like a dragon of wind blades, without any gaps.

The seven mercenaries who shot Qiu Gong fell to the ground without exception, dying of breath, even their helmets and bulletproof vests were chopped off.

"Grandmaster of Huajing, Jiang Taichu!"

Satan flashed past the wind blade at extreme speed, and looked at Jiang Tian in horror. He didn't expect him to attack so quickly.

"Heh, if you can avoid my wind blade, you can be considered a bit capable!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, and without waiting to raise his pistol, he shot out seven or eight wind blades directly.

"ah!"

Amidst the shrill screams, Satan was hit by the wind blade and flew into the air. He hit the wall and slid down again. His whole body was bleeding profusely. The special desert eagle made of pure gold was chopped into two pieces.

"Huaxia Martial Arts is indeed very strong..."

After Satan uttered these words, his pupils gradually brightened, his head tilted, and he died of anger.

"Master Jiang!"

Qiu Gong was stunned for a moment, then leaned against the wall and laughed wildly, tears glistened in his tiger's eyes.

Completely desperate, and suddenly saw hope, seeing Master Jiang descending from the sky like a god, the huge psychological gap made this strong martial arts expert really unbearable, and wanted to cry hard.

"Qiu Gong, how does it feel to walk in front of the ghost gate?"

Jiang Tian squatted down, pulled out the arrow and bullet for this loyal ally, took out a bottle of Wuyu Intermittent Ointment and used it all at once.

"I really don't feel anything. I've been anticipating this day since the day I started martial arts!"

Seeing Jiang Tian carefully treat his wound, Duke Qiu was moved with tears in his eyes.

Leaning against the wall, he looked up to the sky and smiled with boundless pride. He lit a cigarette and said, "If you step in with one foot, you will still be a good man after eighteen years!"

He has been killing and killing all his life, old Ermi, who has been tempered by life and death, and has long been numb to death.

"Live well, you are dead, what about your wife and children?" Jiang Tian smiled and said.

After treating the wound quickly, and casting a few healing spells, Jiang Tian went upstairs again.

And Qing'er also rushed over, sweeping all the floors downstairs, the screams were continuous, the enemies fell one after another, the couple fought side by side, almost a unilateral massacre.

Ten minutes later, the two met in the president's office. Jiang Tian smiled and said, "I killed fifty-three, how many are you?"

"Fifty-eight, remember to make breakfast tomorrow!" Zhao Xueqing smiled triumphantly and pushed away from the president's office.

"Mr. Jiang is here!"

"We are saved!"

Seeing the two of Jiang Tian coming in, Huang Zhihui, who was so scared that his face was pale and prayed, and a group of middle and high-level executives all cheered.

Ye Ziwei, who had been trying to maintain her composure, couldn't control it any longer, her mind relaxed, and crystal tears rolled down her face.

"Husband, there are thirty-two batches tonight, and more than a hundred mercenaries and mercenaries from different organizations have all fallen. Is it enough to deter most of the dark world's powerhouses?"

Standing side by side with Jiang Tian in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhao Xueqing, who had regained her composure, looked down at the brightly lit night scene, and said with a sweet smile.

These killers and mercenaries are all well-known existences on the list of killing the emperor, which is enough to deter those dark forces who covet the Jiang family.

"No, not enough!"

Jiang Tian stood with his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, a sharp murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said coldly:

"There is still a lack of a real giant, kill him, those forces will be deterred, and only then will they truly understand what the price of offending the Jiang family is!"

"Who?" Zhao Xueqing asked puzzled.

"The overseer of this operation, one of the seven giants in the Great Circle, the sun god Apollo!"

Jiang Tian smiled.

Before the words were finished, Jiang Tian's powerful spiritual consciousness was pushed to the limit, and it rushed straight into the sky like a raging sea, and then slammed down, pushing it in all directions, completely covering the Jinling City with a population of several million.

Under the shroud of the powerful spiritual consciousness of the God Sculpture Art, the huge Jinling seems to be transparent to Jiang Tian, ​​and nothing can escape his spiritual consciousness.

"Got you!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth, and his consciousness had already locked a ball of light shining like a scorching sun, which was extremely powerful and blazing.

Jiang Tian pushed open the window, shot out directly, and landed on the top of a building more than 100 meters away in an instant.

"Husband, let's go together!" Qing'er shouted coquettishly, and quickly used her body skills to keep up.

"This...jumping off a building? No, it's flying!"

Everyone was stunned for a while, seeing a scene that they will never forget.

"Qing'er has become a cultivator, and she's still so powerful!" Ye Ziwei was shocked.

"Hey, Mrs. Jiang is like a dragon and phoenix among people, so she is worthy of Jiang Tian. How can my daughter compare with her..."

Seeing this, after being shocked, Huang Zhihui became depressed for a while and felt bitter in his heart.

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Yuhuashi Park, late at night.

It was dark and deserted.

"The operation failed. There are more than a hundred mercenaries including Jin Xie. This Jiang Taichu is so powerful!"

On the Yuhua Terrace, among the dense forests, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes was holding a ritual vessel like a jade plate, with a serious expression on his face.

He was wearing a tuxedo, holding a civilized stick, and stepped on leather shoes made by an old Italian shoemaker, like an old gentleman.

In his hand is a magical instrument indicating signs of life, which came from an ancient magician in Western Europe.

It is inlaid with more than a hundred tiny rubies. When the monitoring target is still alive, the ruby ​​keeps flashing, and once it stops flashing, it means that the target is dead.

Just half an hour later, these rubies stopped flashing one after another, and in the end, the entire jade plate artifact turned into a palpitating darkness.

"The air is so viscous, is it going to rain! The weather is terrible!" the handsome Apollo looked up at the sky, very depressed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Apollo's heart trembled, looking at the depths of the sky, he frowned and said:

"What a powerful mental power! I didn't expect Huaxia to have such a terrifying spiritual power. I thought Huaxia only knew martial arts!"

"Jiang Taichu is really good. However, you should never have provoked us!"

However, the next moment, Apollo chuckled, and there was a strong and hot light flickering between his eyes, which was incandescent, like the sun.

His eyes pierced the void, looking into the distance, with a terrifying murderous aura rising all over his body, he snorted coldly and said: "Since you are here, then I will kill you! I also saved 500 million dollars for the big circle!" What about the reward!"