Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"You can't kill me! I'm immortal!"

Battle roared angrily, struggled hard, and used the vampire's secret methods frequently, but to no avail.

Snapped!

He was photographed sinking ten meters deep into the ground, with all his bones shattered, pieces of internal organs flying everywhere, and his flesh and blood were blurred, almost like a puddle of flesh.

"I don't accept it...you, you can't kill me!"

Battle roared again, and before his body could gather itself, Jiang Tian stepped down again.

boom!

Battle was stepped on and sank more than ten meters again.

At this time, his blood was gushing wildly, his legs and hands were broken, pieces of internal organs were flying everywhere, a big hole was broken in his chest, and his heart felt cold.

The next moment, Jiang Tian made a move, and Battle flew up uncontrollably.

Jiang Tian grabbed Barter's hair and lifted him out like an eagle grabbing a chicken. Then he dragged the famous Black Duke like a rag and strode towards the Rothschild family.

When everyone saw blood dripping from Bater's body, dragging a long line of blood on the ground, their scalps felt numb.

Nathan staggered back, James's face turned pale, Annalian's face turned pale with fright, and she fell to the ground.

Is this a fight?

Is this a battle that everyone is confident about?

No, this isn't a fight at all!

This is just a one-sided beating and torture!

That's right!

This is sadism!

There was no fighting, no well-matched competition, no fighting, there was only one person fighting, it was just Jiang Tian beating up Battle, and the latter had no power to fight back.

There was deathly silence in the whole place, and you could hear a pin drop.

Including the strong men who were watching the battle, everyone turned pale and did not dare to say a word. Their souls were frightened.

Even Dracula turned pale with fear, his legs were weak, and his whole body was trembling.

He is also a Duke-level vampire, and his strength is on par with Battle. If he were to compete against each other, he might not fare much better.

"You're a little bloody bat, but you still want to fight me?"

laugh!

The five fingers of Jiang Tian's right hand dug deeply into Battle's skull.

Amidst the blood-curdling screams, Jiang Tian's face was calm and even cold, and he suddenly pulled out his head and spine from his torso.

The spine was bloody, and a sea of ​​blood was swaying, emitting a magnificent red light.

At the moment when the spine was detached, Battle's torso withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The muscles are collapsed and shriveled, the skin is wrinkled and dull, age spots develop, the skin is covered with bones, and the fingers are like dry tree branches.

His blood essence and blood were extracted by Jiang Tian using Wanjin Zongwu. Without the nourishment of essence and blood, his body with a lifespan of seven hundred years instantly aged and collapsed.

"This, Jiang Taichu's methods are too cruel..."

Everyone in the Luo family was so frightened that they couldn't stand still.

"Too strong! It's like crushing an ant to death!"

The eyes of many powerful dark men were filled with fear, their souls were all gone, and their whole bodies were filled with chills, as if they had seen demons.

Jiang Tian threw the head with the spine in front of Dracula, and said calmly:

"Dracula, don't you want to seek justice for the Rothschild family? Come on!"

The reason Dracula said this before was because he coveted Jiang Tian's power and influence in Sodoni.

If you can control Sodoni and become a god of national belief like Jiang Tian, ​​you will have endless supply of blood slaves, and you can turn Sodoni into a country ruled by the vampires and restore the lost glory of the vampires.

When Jiang Tian refused, he publicly stated that he would seek justice for the Rothschild family.

but now?

Does he dare!

"Your Excellency Jiang Taichu, this is all a misunderstanding. I absolutely dare not..."

Dracula trembled, bowed deeply, showed a humble smile, and wanted to ask for mercy in the most respectful tone of his life.

"So quickly, Martel was killed, and Dracula... surrendered?"

At this time, Hera drove the holy light and hurried over. When she saw this shocking scene, she couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

Snapped!

Jiang Tian used his backhand to slap Dracula directly in the face, sending him flying to the ground.

Dracula was beaten until his mouth was bleeding and his face was disgraced.

He is a Duke-level vampire with thousands of blood slaves and believers under his banner!

In the Middle Ages, he could sit on an equal footing with the royal family and nobles, receiving courtesy and respect, but now he was beaten to the ground like this.

"Jiang Taichu..."

He was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He stood up and glared at Jiang Tian instinctively, but he endured it.

That's right, he dared not speak out in anger at this time, because Jiang Tian's strength was simply not something he could resist.

Martel is a good example.

Now Dracula is green with regret.

If he had known that Jiang Taichu had the strength to defeat the Duke, he would not have gone through this muddy water to kill him. Wasn't this looking for discomfort and abuse?

Although Duke Dracula endured it, it did not mean that Jiang Tian would let him go.

Jiang Tian slapped his pocket, snorted coldly, and said: "What are you looking at! You are looking for death! Kneel down!"

Although they are both Dukes, Dracula's strength and physical body are stronger than Martel.

Otherwise, Martel would not have had such respect for him before.

Although his physical body was incomparably strong, under Jiang Tian's palm, Dracula's knees weakened and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, Dracula felt as if a 10,000-ton mountain was pressing down on him, and all his bones were about to shatter and turn into meat and blood!

After he knelt down, his upper body couldn't bear it anymore, and he lay down in front of Jiang Tian in a posture of prostrating himself on the ground.

"Hi-his!"

At this moment, all the surrounding members of the Rothschild family gasped and were stunned.

Seeing this scene, both James and Annalian turned pale as a sheet, their whole bodies were cold, and they were shivering as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Even Nathan's face showed deep despair.

The gray hair was messy and flying in the wind, and the straight waist suddenly stooped, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

At this time, Jiang Tiancai slowly turned around, looked at the Rothschild family, and said sarcastically:

"Nathan, this is what you rely on, and this is your last trump card? Rubbish! It's so rubbish! With all this, you dare to provoke me?"

At this time, Nathan's face was ashen, his eyes were lifeless, and his empty eyes were full of regret and despair.

Facing Jiang Tian's questioning, he remained motionless, as if he were a numb body that had lost its soul.

Originally, he thought that Jiang Tian would definitely die if he faced Martel. After all, Martel was the French legend who was invincible in all battles in his mind.

The results of it?

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Tian was suppressing him and even said that Martel was not qualified to fight Jiang Tian!

In the end, Jiang Tian's bones and skin were pulled out directly, and he died an untimely death.

As for Dracula.

Being pressed down by Jiang Tian, ​​he knelt on the ground like a toad, but he did not dare to say a word of resistance.

At this time, Dracula was trembling all over, his face was pale, and he was full of fear and anxiety. It was obvious that Jiang Tian's palm hit the mountain hard, and he couldn't resist it at all.

Why?

Nathan screamed in despair.

Why are these legendary Duke-level vampires who are undefeated in ten thousand battles and who can defeat thousands of armies with one man, in front of this Chinese boy, as weak as a three-year-old child, with no chance to fight back!

"If I remember correctly, Paris Marshall and others persuaded you twice and gave you opportunities, but you didn't know how to cherish them!"

Jiang Tian shook his head gently.

These words made Nathan regret even more, like a sharp sword stabbing into his heart.

Endless regret hit his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he sat down on the ground.

Yes!

In fact, the US$50 billion compensation proposed by Sordoni is more of a symbolic meaning.

It is also intended to deter the multinational corporate giants that pollute the northern Gulf of Saudoni.

If the Luo family chooses to apologize and pay compensation, with the mediation of Paris Marshall, Jiang Tian may not really ask for 50 billion, but maybe 10 billion will be enough. In that case, the Luo family still has a chance to make a comeback.

And just now, Marshall once again persuaded him that if he admitted his mistake, his wealth would be gone, but at least the blood of the Luo family would be preserved!

but now……

Everyone understands that what awaits them will be destruction, removal from this world, and death!

At this time, Nathan also felt very regretful.

It was his arrogance and stubbornness that led to his wrong decisions time and time again, pushing the Rothschild family into the abyss!

"In that case! Then, go to hell!" Jiang Tian sneered, and a murderous aura filled the air.

However, Nathan is indeed the most accomplished head of the Rothschild family in history. Even if he is about to die, he must give it a try.

Begging for mercy is death, resisting is also death, you can't escape death, but maybe if you give it a try, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, a fire of courage burned in Nathan's heart. He straightened his body suddenly and took a step forward. His slightly dilated eyes were already full of murderous intent:

"Dear Sir Jiang Taichu, I admit that the Luo family lost this time, completely!"

"The French army was defeated, Martel is dead, but the Holy See is still there, and the Dark Parliament is still there!"

The more he spoke, the more he felt that his words made sense and became more fluent, and he spoke eloquently:

"You invaded Europe, massacred thousands of armies, and committed numerous crimes that are too numerous to describe. The Holy See will not spare you!"

"If you kill Martel, he is Cain's blood slave and a descendant of the prince. The Holy See will not let you go!"

"Your Excellency Jiang Taichu, you are indeed very strong, but what does that mean? Compared with the Vatican and the Dark Council, you are still far behind! With just one word from them, you can be the enemy of the entire world, with no place to hide!"

"And whether in the Holy See or the Dark Parliament, I have deep connections!"

"If you let me go, fine, I'll put past the past, shake hands with Mr. Jiang and make peace, cover up your killing of Martel, and convince the Holy See and the Dark Council not to take action against Mr. Jiang!"

"Furthermore, our Luo family has great influence throughout Europe, just like the California consortium has in the United States."

"Once I become friends with Mr. Jiang, I will naturally support you and be loyal to you like Marshall, and become your most powerful assistant in France and Europe!"

"But if you insist on taking action, the Holy See and the Dark Council will not be lenient to you!"

"I think Master Jiang's wisdom will make a rational choice between having one more close comrade or two more enemies of life and death!"

Having said this, he put one hand on his hips, his waist as straight as a sword, and looked at Jiang Tian with a half-smile, full of momentum and confidence.