Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Let me go, Jiang Taichu really deserves his reputation! It's so outrageous!"

Many members of the Condor Team were in disbelief, deeply shocked, and a little scared.

This was because Jiang Tian was not in trouble with them and was cooperating with their actions. If Jiang Tian wants to escape, who can stop him?

"With such a great reputation, there is no false person! I heard that Jiang Taichu had gained a glimpse of the truth behind the divine realm. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true!"

Even Qin Zongheng was frightened and his eyes were filled with admiration.

Although he belongs to the Baidi City camp and is actually competing with Jiang Tian and Ye Zhantian, at this moment he has to admit Jiang Tian's amazing talent.

At least in terms of cultivation, Jiang Tian can definitely crush him, even the Baidi City of the Divine Eagle Group is far away.

A trace of shock flashed across Ishii Yuren's charming face, and then he yelled angrily: "What are you afraid of? We Japanese people are a fighting race, and our Yamaguchi-gumi uphold the spirit of Bushido. There are no people who are timid in battle and fear death. If you can kill this beast, you will be rewarded with twenty kilograms of gold; if you can make it bleed and injured, you will be rewarded with ten kilograms of gold!"

It has to be said that money and silk move people's hearts, and there will be brave men under heavy rewards.

Everyone present was originally a desperado. They usually regarded human life as nothing, tied their heads to their waistbands, and were all ruthless people.

At this moment, with such a huge reward, all the fear in his heart disappeared, replaced by overwhelming murderous intent and unyielding fighting spirit.

"kill!"

"Go together!"

Many kendo masters, ninjas, and onmyojis all showed off their unique skills, and they all rushed toward Jiang Tian like a surging tide.

"Okay, great! Shouldn't this have been done a long time ago? One by one, what a waste of time!"

Seeing seven or eight swordsman masters attacking them from the front, Jiang Tian smiled coldly and waved.

A wave of Gengjin Qi soldiers swept across the wilderness and four places.

This Qi weapon is bright and dazzling, with golden light shining, but in fact it is extremely sharp and sharp, and its murderous aura is endless. It seems to be able to destroy all living beings in the world, as if it can kill all creatures in the sky.

Tsk!

Blah blah blah!

As the Qi soldiers passed by, the stainless steel katana swords in the hands of the eight kendo masters were cut off like paper.

Afterwards, the Gengjin Qi soldiers remained strong, and they were all cut off in the middle.

Amidst the shrill screams, waves of blood surged out, spraying out and flowing all over the floor together with the steaming internal organs.

This was a blood-stained scene. Jiang Tian waved his fingers simultaneously, and the eight swordsman masters bore the brunt of the attack and all fell.

The pungent smell of blood rose into the sky, and the deck was covered with blood and body parts.

They did not die immediately. Some of them crawled with their internal organs and howled miserably, making this area look like a Shura field.

"this……"

"Oh my god, this man is a devil!"

"Back off! Back off!"

The dozen or so Japanese masters in front stopped in unison. The blood on the ground was sticky and slippery. Several of them slipped and fell on their butts. The people behind didn't see clearly and rushed up again, trampling on those who fell to the ground. For a moment, people were on their backs, shouting curses, screaming and exclaiming, which looked very funny.

For a time, many people retreated, and Ishii Yuren shouted threats and inducements to no avail.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying in this miserable way, which is like being cut in half by Chinese torture.

Compared with this horrific torture, the bounty of several dozen kilograms of gold is nothing.

"Mr. Hattori, Mr. Miyamoto Nagagaki, they are frightened, what should we do?" Ishii Gurien's face was solemn, and his right hand was trembling slightly.

"It doesn't matter! I'll use my secret skills to control them!"

An Onmyoji replied in a deep voice, and immediately took out several finger techniques, triggering a formation that had been arranged in advance.

Tsk tsk tsk! Pillars of yellow light flashed into the sky, and clusters of yellow light filled the sky above the entire deck.

Suddenly, many Japanese people's eyes turned white, and then their eyes were filled with red blood, like zombies, their bodies were a little stiff, and they screamed strangely, and rushed toward Jiang Tian.

"Huh? Could it be that the Onmyoji of Japan is so powerful that he can control the soul!"

Jiang Tian was slightly startled when he saw this.

Then he shook his head slightly, smiled disdainfully and said, "It turns out it's a bloodline branding method!"

In the world of cultivation, the art of controlling souls is somewhat more powerful than the art of searching for souls.

Once the soul is controlled, it becomes a walking zombie, a puppet that is completely controlled by others. It feels no pain and is not afraid of death. In battle, it often becomes a terrifying death squad.

But what this onmyoji uses is not the soul control technique in the world of cultivation. Instead, he uses the blood of many powerful people to refine the soul formation stone, forming a close relationship between the onmyoji, the soul formation stone, and the owner of the bloodline. connect.

The Onmyoji activated the Soul Formation Stone, inspiring the fighting spirit of many Japanese people, controlling their spirits, and making them fearless, bloodthirsty, and cruel.

Although this method is very crude, it requires the use of external objects such as soul formation stones, and even the collection of blood. After a long period of sacrifice and baptism, certain thoughts and consciousness can be imprinted into the minds of these Oriental people.

But the effect is amazing.

These strong men from the East had no fear or even any pain. They swarmed up like zombies.

Chi!

Jiang Tian's sword eyebrows were raised, and he used the little black flying sword for the first time.

The little black flying sword soared into the sky.

A black light more than ten meters long tore through the void.

It's like a long and narrow black hole appears in this space. It has a strange charm that absorbs everything and annihilates everything. It is extremely breathtaking.

The little black flying sword slashed down.

The Gengjin True Yuan formed a broad sword light about ten meters long, like a golden lightning flashing down, and like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

One sword can destroy everything in the world!

One sword can kill everyone in the world!

Just listen to boom! With a sound, a terrifying sword mark with a width of more than one meter appeared on the deck made of special steel.

More than twenty people were cut into bloody messes by the sharp Gengjin sword light, their heads exploded, their chests shattered, and they even turned into flesh.

Seeing this, Ishii Yuren looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

"This sword technique is so domineering and unstoppable that it can cut through mountains and rivers with one sword. Its power far exceeds the sword techniques of Shushan, Dian Cang, and Wudang!"

Many members of the Divine Eagle Team were all dumbfounded, and even Qin Zongheng felt cold in his heart.

If they stood in the position of the Japanese, the result would be only one word - death!

There is absolutely no possibility of escape.

"It's scary. The power of his swordsmanship is terrifying. Not even the Eastern Sword Master or God of Swords can use such a terrifying sword!"

Miyamoto Nagagaki was frightened and his face turned pale.

He was a master of swordsmanship and very knowledgeable. As soon as Jiang Tian made a move, he knew how terrifying Jiang Tian was.

"What should I do?" Ishii Yuren was worried.

If this continues, with only three swords, many Yamaguchi-gumi masters and many Eastern powerhouses will probably be wiped out by Jiang Tiantuan.

"The formation has been activated, there is no possibility of taking it back! Let's see if we are lucky and consume this beast alive!" The Onmyoji sighed with a complicated expression.

"Yes, it's hard for two fists to beat four hands. A good man can't stand against a crowd. With so many experts, can't we kill him?"

Hattori Hanzo stared at Jiang Tian with his sinister eyes, and used his finger seals to signal many ninjas to take action.

Hearing this, Ishii Yuren felt somewhat comforted and gradually calmed down.

In her opinion, as long as Jiang Tian can be killed, no matter how many powerful people are sacrificed, it is worth it.

This Chinese young man's strength is terrifying, and he is so young.

Ishii Goren really couldn't imagine what kind of behemoth this person would grow into in another ten or twenty years.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Sure enough, as the Onmyoji said, even if the remaining people were seriously injured, even if they were missing arms and legs, even if they were covered in blood, their eyes still shot out with murderous intent.

Like puppets that felt no pain, they rushed towards Jiang Tian while shouting at the top of their lungs, slashing horizontally and vertically with their samurai swords, dancing into a shadow, and beheaded Jiang Tian.

"Very good, young master, this is the first time I've had such fun killing since I returned to this world, haha!"

Seeing this, Jiang Tian murmured, and with a thought, the little black flying sword swept out.

Boom!

The golden Gengjin Qi soldiers were derived, like a golden rainbow, sweeping across the void and sweeping out, shaking the earth and the mountains!

The terrifying golden light blinded many people's eyes, leaving a series of horizontal sword marks on the ground. In the rolling waves of blood, the sprayed blood arrows, and the diffuse blood mist, some people were cut off at the waist, and some were directly beheaded. , some people were blasted into pulp by the surging strange power.

The deck became a complete hell on earth. This time, more than 30 masters died.

But when Jiang Tian slashed out with his sword, it also gave some ninjas and onmyojis who were good at long-distance attacks an opportunity to attack.

Among the crowd, Jounin Fujiwara Murato made finger seals with both hands, formed a seal in the void, and the surging breath of endurance on his body turned into a black python.

It was seventeen or eighteen meters long. The scales on it were as thick as a bowl, and the upright part was five or six meters high. The snake's head was held high, and it opened its bloody mouth and bit at Jiang Tian.

"Although Fujiwara Muro has not entered the level of divine ninja, he is a poisonous ninja. Endurance breath is the most poisonous thing in the world. A drop of endurance breath can kill the martial arts master of China!"

Seeing this, even Hattori Hanzo nodded slightly.

Miyamoto Nagagaki also praised: "Unexpectedly, he could actually refine so much toxic endurance to form a giant python. With this move, he has the upper hand, and I am afraid that even a half-step god can't resist it!"

"You want to hurt me with just a little bit of poisonous gas?"

In response, Jiang Tian just smiled disdainfully and waved his sleeves.

Jiang Tian's majesty shocked the world.

Boom! With a sound, a surging golden air wave swept through like a hurricane, carrying overwhelming power and blasting towards the black poisonous python.

The deck with a radius of several hundred meters suddenly trembled like a beating drum. Wherever the air wave passed, people fell on their backs and their horses wailed.

Many people spurted blood and flew backwards, and even the samurai swords were shattered into pieces. Everything was as if it was destroyed.

Amid the shrill wails, the giant black python shattered into pieces like paper, turning into a foul-smelling black wind that swept toward Mr. Fujiwara.

"This, how is this possible!"

Mr. Fujiwara was so stunned that he even forgot to escape and avoid.

These poisonous gases were condensed by the powerful forbearance, and even bullets could not penetrate them, and even cannonballs could not disperse them. However, they were easily shattered by this young man's sleeves.

He was the first to be hit, being enveloped by the rewinding black poisonous gas. He fell to the ground and died without even letting out a scream.