Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

This scene shocked everyone.

For a moment, the crowd within a radius of several hundred meters fell into silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

Everyone was stunned, standing there like clay sculptures and couldn't believe it.

Such a super luxurious lineup, all of whom are prominent figures in the political and business circles, actually all bowed to such a young man.

"Who is he?"

"How come he has such a high status? All these Japanese giants bow to him?"

"Is it the illegitimate son of the Prime Minister? Or an unknown prince within the royal family?"

"No! But his surname is from China!"

"Maybe he is the son of China's top powerful man!"

"That's impossible. After all, he is too young. Even if he is a son of a powerful man, there is no possibility of taking power!"

The tourists around were shocked and dumbfounded. After ten seconds, there was a burst of quiet discussion and exclamation.

"Master Jiang, I have offended you many times before, please forgive me!" Many plutocratic leaders and senior political officials bowed their heads in fear.

More than 200 people were killed in the Sakura Club headquarters building, revealing Jiang Tian's "blissful heart" and the power of the flying sword.

This Master Jiang can kill people hundreds of miles away. This is so terrifying, just like a great demon.

As members of the upper class in the East, they have always supported the Sakura Club, and of course they hope that the old sword god will win and kill Jiang Taichu, but everything is inevitable.

What if Jiang Taichu wins?

Then, they must show their kindness in advance to avoid being brutally purged by Jiang Tian afterwards.

"Do you want to watch the excitement?" Jiang Tian turned a blind eye to this, but looked at Chen Jiafu and Yuan Ning and smiled.

"Can we?"

Chen Jiafu was a little embarrassed, but Yuan Ning jumped with excitement: "I'd like to see it! Master Jiang, take us up!"

Jiang Tian turned to Ishii Yuren and said, "Ishii, let them go up!" After that, he turned around and left.

"Master Jiang, the old Sword God has been waiting for you on the sword's edge for a long time! Please go up the mountain!"

Seeing Jiang Tian talking to two Chinese people, Sasaki Haisa was extremely unhappy. He was urging Jiang Tian to go up the mountain with a cold face. Suddenly, he saw Jiang Tian throw away his face and leave, lazily walking up the mountain.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at the many Japanese people.

Just like the many Japanese giants who bowed to him, they were like a ball of filthy air, not worth mentioning.

"Arrogant, too arrogant!"

For a moment, Sasaki Haisa was so angry that he wanted to cut Jiang Tian into eight pieces to relieve his hatred.

"Is he the Chinese strongman who came to fight?"

Sun Zhengyi's face was shocked, and he was sweating violently: "Why are you so young! You must be lying!"

"He is the strongest man in Chinese martial arts, Jiang Taichu! He once killed many strong men from the East in Tangun's lineage. He stepped into the sky with one step and lifted hundreds of meters into the air. With one step, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and a statue of God trampled it to pieces!" Yuan Ning said proudly.

"Yes, he is my friend, we had a drink together!" Chen Jiafu also showed off proudly.

Sun Zhengyi is also an extreme right-winger who has never looked down upon the Chinese people. He is also an investor in Dome.com and has always acted condescendingly in front of Chen Jiafu and Yuan Ning.

Hearing this, he felt very uncomfortable. Seeing Jiang Tian walking away, he immediately smiled disdainfully and said:

"You guys are too bragging. I have heard of martial arts masters who say they can break rocks with their punches and kicks. I still believe it. But when it comes to flying hundreds of meters into the air and causing the earth to shatter, I am confused! How can there be Chinese martial arts? So powerful?"

When Chen Jiafu heard this, he immediately became anxious: "If you don't believe it, wait and see! Can I still deceive you?" He pulled Sun Zhengyi along with him.

…

Jiang Tian walked all the way up the mountain, covering a distance of tens of meters with one step. In the end, he walked faster and faster, like a resounding arrow, shooting towards the top of the mountain.

"Why is this man walking so fast? It's like he's flying!" Many people were stunned and couldn't believe it.

"He is the number one master of Chinese martial arts, and he wants to challenge the original sword of the Eastern Sword God Palace!" someone explained.

"What? Old Sword God Palace Gengen Yi, is he still alive? He didn't appear in public decades ago!"

"Yes, it seems that it was the last time he appeared during the emperor's enthronement ceremony in the 1980s!"

"Is this Chinese so powerful? He dares to challenge the old Japanese sword god! He is a god-like existence!"

At the foot of the mountain, many strong men and tourists exclaimed, looked excited, whispered to each other, talked about it, and started looking through binoculars.

Jiang Tian walked faster and faster, and finally climbed higher and higher, stepped onto a cloud, put his hands on his back, flew through the clouds and mist, and flew towards the crater on the top of the mountain.

"Oh my god! Those Chinese people can actually fly!"

"Is he also a god? So magical!"

"It's so handsome!" Many tourists looked at it with binoculars and exclaimed.

At this time, Jiang Tian was already several kilometers away from them, and it would be absolutely invisible to ordinary people without a telescope.

"So handsome, so handsome, I love him so much! Jiang Taichu is simply more handsome than my male idol Oppa!"

On the mountain road, Yuan Ning walked quickly, fearing that she would lose her. She was so drunk that her eyes were filled with stars, her pink fists clenched, and her legs stepped on the ground in excitement.

"See what a nymphomaniac you have become?"

Chen Jiafu didn't take it seriously, he just looked at her and smiled lovingly.

Jiang Tian was too far away from them.

Yuan Ning just worships Jiang Tian, ​​just like the feelings of believers to gods and fans to idols, and it does not involve the feelings between men and women.

"I just offended such a strong man?"

On the other side, Sun Zhengyi was extremely worried, his face was pale, and his whole body was shaking violently.

He clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly: "I must be killed by the old sword body, I must be killed by the old sword god..."

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Jiang Tian climbed to the top of Fuji Mountain, followed by Ye Zhantian and Du Guxiao.

Here, it is covered with snow and ice, and the rocks are rugged.

Surrounding the jagged crater, there are the highest peak "Jianfeng" and seven other peaks, known as the "Eight Peaks of Mount Fuji".

Jiang Tian immediately saw many powerful Chinese people gathered together. Under the leadership of Zhao Xueqing, most of the people from the Tianmeng were here.

"Congratulations to Master Jiang for slaying the old sword god with his sword and exalting the prestige of our country!"

Huo Qingtian, Wei Feilong, Zhao Yuankun and others all kowtowed down, their faces reverential and excited.

"Everyone, get up. You are in China, thank you for your hard work!"

Jiang Tian nodded in greeting. I am very pleased with the performance of these loyal men today.

Not only martial arts figures from the secular world are here, but also some people from the sect, and even Zuo Zimu from the Shennong sect is here.

"Master Jiang, here is a pill. It is passed down from the ancestors of the Shennong Sect. It is used for healing. You can take it with you!" Zuo Zimu stepped forward, bowed and clasped his fists in greeting, and then gave Jiang Tian a medicine bottle.

"Yes! Brother Zuo, thank you!" Jiang Tian nodded to express his gratitude.

"Master! Why are you here too!"

Duguxiao saw an old man and ran over quickly, holding his big hand and smiling.

"This is Taoist Master Dugu Qingmu of Langya Academy... There are also many people from the Banyin Sect this time!" Zuo Zimu introduced with a shocked expression.

This battle affected so widely that even some powerful men from semi-hidden sects appeared. This is abnormal and shocking.

You must know that the hidden sect, whether fully hidden or semi-hidden, is a person who does not care about worldly affairs, but this time it is also paying close attention to this matter.

Many masters from hidden sects also bowed their unruly heads towards Jiang Tian and cupped their hands to show respect.

You must know that the Sakura Society has fought against people from the Hidden Sect, and even killed many of them. Jiang Tian's battle also affected their nerves.

In the crowd, after Cao Jianjia greeted Ye Zhantian, she waved her pink fist at Jiang Tian to encourage him to cheer up.

At the Wushu Federation Conference, she once had her throat pinched by Jiang Tian and almost died.

At Jiangzhuang's birthday banquet, she was forced by Mr. Cao to kowtow to Jiang Tian and admit her mistake.

For a long time, she had been unhappy with Jiang Tian.

But at this time, Jiang Tian challenged the old Japanese sword god on behalf of China. In front of such hatred of the country and the family, she put aside her personal grudges with Jiang Tian.

"Come on, Master Jiang!"

"Master, be careful!"

The Tangun clan, led by Li Jinzhu, and the Xingzhou Chinese Association, led by Master Red Ship, all came to cheer for Jiang Tian.

In addition, Jiang Tian also saw many strong men with different skin colors and temperaments from different regions of the world.

He glanced across and suddenly froze.

I saw a bald old man in a black suit sitting in a wheelchair.

His face was calm, and his blue eyes were as deep as the sea, shining with wisdom, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Behind him were several Westerners dressed in black, each of whom had an extremely powerful aura, comparable to that of a grandmaster.

"His mental power is very strong!" Jiang Tian was slightly moved.

This person's spiritual power is like a mountain or a sea, covering the entire Mount Fuji and being able to spread dozens of kilometers away.

"This is the 'Professor' of the American Blue Storm, an X-level superpower who is very powerful and can be called a trump card!"

Ye Zhantian walked up to Jiang Tian and whispered in a low voice.

"Mr. Jiang, no matter who wins or loses in this battle, it will definitely go down in history!"

"Professor" smiled at Jiang Tian and nodded.

Many superpowers and genetically modified super warriors behind him even bowed deeply to Jiang Tian to show their respect.

They currently have no conflict with Sakura Club or Jiang Tian and adhere to a neutral attitude, but they cannot ignore a strong person like Jiang Tian.

Today's battle is a rare opportunity for them to observe the strength of Chinese and Eastern martial arts.

Jiang Tian cupped his hands and returned the salute.

Until then, Sasaki Haisa and others arrived panting. They were helpless. Jiang Tian's movement was too fast and they couldn't catch up.

Zhao Xueqing walked over with gentle steps, squeezed Jiang Tian's hand, smiled and said: "Husband, I believe in you! You are the strongest!"

"If you can't beat her, go ahead!" Jiang Tian smiled. He felt that Qing'er's palms were covered in cold sweat. Obviously she was not as calm as she appeared.

"You talkative!" Zhao Xueqing smiled slightly, with a clear little face that made the world eclipse the snow.

"What's the point? Can a husband and wife work together to break gold?" Jiang Tian laughed.

Haisa Sasaki was annoyed when he saw it, and was about to remind Jiang Tian that the old sword god was waiting for him on the top of the "Sword Peak".

Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the "Sword Peak" hundreds of meters high like a huge wave, suppressing it like a huge wave:

"Jiang Taichu, I have waited for you for too long!"

This low cry contains a pure and huge aura, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, causing rocks to roll and snow to fly, which is shocking.