Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Qi and blood, Qi and blood, are the two most important living substances in the human body.

"Su Wen Tiao Jing Lun" once said: "The owner of a person is the blood and the ear."

Qi is the manifestation and derivation of blood, while blood is the foundation and carrier of Qi.

The martial artist's cultivation breath is built on a strong foundation of flesh and blood. Without flesh and blood, it is like a high-rise building whose foundation has been destroyed. Everything is a castle in the air, a dream, and it will collapse immediately.

Jiang Tian used Wanjin Zongwu to completely suck up the blood and breath that Qiao Bin was so proud of!

Let him use all kinds of secret methods and methods, and it is useless to face Jiang Tian's style of dredging from the bottom of the pot.

"Jiang Taichu, what evil method are you doing, let me go and fight me fairly!"

At the beginning, Qiao Bin was still very dissatisfied, and roared angrily while rolling and struggling on the ground.

"Jiang Taichu, you are a demon! It's too painful! Beast! The evil method hurt me! I want revenge and kill you a hundred times!" He was still yelling and threatening.

"Jiang Taichu, I admit defeat, let me go! I am willing to be your slave and lackey, and follow you for the rest of my life!"

Gradually, Qiao Bin couldn't take it anymore, and forgot the dignity of the peerless powerhouse, begging for mercy with a sobbing voice, his voice was hoarse, like a dog barking, full of pain and panic.

"Cut, you old dog, you are so skinny, you are so useless! Go to hell!"

Jiang Tian laughed mockingly, and between his fingers, the ball of blood was getting bigger and bigger, already the size of a basketball.

"Jiang Taichu, give me a knife and let me die! Please—"

In the end, Qiao Bin couldn't bear the pain of cramping and skin-cracking, and he just wanted to die quickly.

Jiang Tian didn't pay attention to him, let Qiao Bin curse and beg for mercy, he turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to display his magical powers, like knocking bones and sucking marrow.

Less than five minutes passed.

The gluttonous fish "Queen" on Qiao Bin's back fell off and was as shriveled as a dried fish, completely losing its vitality.

And without the input of fresh blood, Qiao Bin's body also dried up at a faster rate. His muscles atrophied, his complexion was dull, without a trace of blood, and he was skinny, like a mummy.

He fell to the ground dying of breath, and finally, when he closed his eyes, he died suddenly with endless panic and pain.

At this time, if his body was carried to the test bench for sectioning and observed with a high-power microscope, it would be found that there was almost no trace of blood in his body.

Every piece of organ, every bone, every inch of muscle was completely dry like wood. After a five-star physical squeeze, not even a drop of blood can be squeezed out.

On July 15, 2009, on Moling Lake.

The old master of the Republic of China and the founder of the Russian Winter Soldier—"Blood Refining God" Qiao Bin—dead!

The audience was shocked!

"Qiao Bin is dead?" Huo Qingtian couldn't believe it.

"Qiao Bin is so dead!" Ye Zhantian looked at Jiang Tian with a different gaze.

Before this battle, he still thought that he could compete with Jiang Tian, ​​and even suppress Jiang Tian halfway. After all, he had stepped into the real half-step god state more than a year ago.

But now he knows that Jiang Tian's cultivation has definitely stepped into the half-step divine realm, and he is in the peak state, so he is definitely not Jiang Tian's opponent.

For a moment, the Chinese warriors present, the strong men from the dark world, all looked at Jiang Tian in horror, their eyes full of reverence.

They know that from now on, a peerless powerhouse who will shock the whole world will rise up and shine on the earth.

Jiang Taichu, the youngest martial arts master in the world, may even be the youngest half-step God Realm, God Realm!

"Jiang Taichu is too strong! He has both martial arts and martial arts, his punches can shatter the world, and his magic can control the sky!"

Looking at Jiang Tian's slender back, Ye Zhantian seemed to see the high-spirited and indomitable self in those days, he paused every word, but suddenly he felt a sense of being a hero in his heart.

He himself can be regarded as an amazingly talented person, and he was instructed by Ye Tianren, the number one powerhouse in China, but he didn't step into the half-step god realm until he was seventy years old. Now, Jiang Tian stepped into it at the age of twenty-six. And surpass him.

Everyone's face was shocked.

Backed by Russia, a big country in the world, Qiao Bin has countless cultivation resources, successfully climbed to the top of the half-step God Realm, traveled southward, defeated the master in a row, and pushed thousands of miles like a tiger. How powerful, how brilliant, and how domineering?

Today, they set up an array of ten thousand beasts, using the energy and blood of dozens of strong men as food, to forcibly attack the divine realm.

But still lost to Jiang Tian's powerful magic and martial arts, after being tortured in every way, he died in Huaxia.

Jiang Tian flickered, came to the shore, and came to Qiao Bin's body. All the strong men bowed their heads, bowed and clasped their fists, expressing their respect to this invincible strong man.

Even Chiba Masahiro, who was quite upset with Jiang Tian, ​​lowered his unruly head with a panicked expression.

Only Andrei, the blond and blue-eyed Russian strongman, flew up to Jiang Tian, ​​clasped his fists and said:

"Master Jiang, I want to take my master's body back and bury him in the polar ice field where he practiced! Please, Master Jiang, be extrajudicial!"

"This kind of rubbish, of course, should die without a burial!"

Jiang Tian didn't even look at him, and burned Qiao Bin's body to ashes with a fireball talisman.

"you!"

Angry from his heart, Andre stared at Jiang Tian with resentment, his teeth clucking.

"Not convinced? Go to the funeral!"

With a wave of Jiang Tianxin's hand, a Gengjin Qi soldier slashed down.

laugh! With a sound, Andre didn't even have time to scream, and was split in two by Jiang Tian from head to crotch in the surging blood.

"This is a veritable whip corpse!"

"Master Jiang is as powerful as a dragon! You must not offend him!"

Many strong men looked at Qiao Bin's body that had turned into charcoal, and trembled in their hearts.

From now on, what other forces in the world can challenge Jiang Taichu?

Even the Cherry Blossom Society is the temple of the gods, you have to weigh it when you meet Jiang Taichu!

...

Three hours have passed since the battle, Basho Clubhouse.

After the rain, the plantains were torn apart by the violent wind and rain, but after being nourished by the rain, more greenery emerged stubbornly, making them more verdant and full of vitality.

The broken branches of pines and cypresses fell into the water, exuding a slightly spicy and fresh smell.

The bright yellow sunset shines through the papered windows, leaving a gentle glow on the tea table.

Xu Ruocheng who was kneeling in front of the teahouse making tea, Yubai's little hands trembled slightly.

The underground empress of Jinling was extremely nervous, and she couldn't show her smooth tea ceremony.

"This tea is Mengding Huangya. It is picked from a mother tea tree that was used by the royal family in the Qing Dynasty on Mengding Mountain in western Sichuan. The annual output is only ten catties. It weighs a catty. Three of you, come and have a taste, hehe, have a taste..."

And Xu Zhenlei sat on the side, also embarrassed, with no place to put his hands and feet, and introduced with a stiff smile.

It's no wonder they are nervous, because the three drinking tea now are the two top giants of Chinese martial arts.

Jiang Taichu and Ye Zhantian.

Beside her, Mrs. Jiang, a peerless powerhouse who can be called a hero among women, accompanied her.

Ye Zhantian picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said with a light smile, "Jiang Tian, ​​do you know the consequences of beheading Qiao Bin?"

"What consequences?" Jiang Tian asked with a calm smile.

Ye Zhantian's face was solemn, and he said worriedly: "Qiao Bin is one of the three giants of the Russian Winter Soldier Organization. He has a high prestige, has many disciples and fans, and he has promoted the integration of the Caucasus Shamanism, wolf clan and military. , There are many friends in the entire world of Russian strongmen. Once he dies, it can be said that the Winter Soldier organization and even the entire Russian army will be shaken. If there is no accident, you have already been on the Winter Soldier organization's must-kill list!"

"so what?"

Jiang Tian's face was calm, and he sneered, "It's a big deal to wash Jinling again!"