MTL - Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation-Chapter 37 I have a sword to break Xinghe

"Slap me, your boy is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!"

Fu Biao was furious, murderous, and his face dissatisfied with frostbite was twisted, even more terrifying.

"What's so bizarre about taking a shot?"

Jiang Tianshi approached the past arrogantly, disdainfully:

"Zhu Zhan's inner strength is complete, what else is it, even if your teacher is here, I can slap to death!"

"You're really tired and crooked! Yeah, today, I'm going to kill you all and kill me, and make my teacher better!"

Fu Biao's fists clenched, his eyes were murderous, and his shots were fierce.

In his mind, Master is like a **** standing high above him. He can walk on water, eaves and walk through walls, practice qi into maggots, condense qi into soldiers, and volley injure people. He can blow an armored car with one punch.

At Dahuaxia, Master was able to run wild, talk and laugh, but the boy dared to insult Master, and it was time to frustrate him to relieve his hatred.

"Jiantian, you shut up, you want to die, don't pull us!"

"Master Fu, it's just that Jiang Tian is disrespectful to you. I've already surrendered. Let us not die!"

Seeing that Fu Biao's ferocity was inspired, everyone in Zhenwei Wu Guan accused Jiang Tian and scrambled to his knees.

"See? This is your attitude."

Seeing this, Fu Biao smiled proudly and pointed at Jiang Tian with a scorn:

"Huangkou children, I do n’t know the sky is thick, my master is a master of martial arts. You are not as good as his old man!"

"Master Martial arts? In my eyes, Jiang Taichu, the dregs are average!" Jiang Tian sneered and gestured.

Xianwu eighteen style, Broken Star River!

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Zhenyuan condenses, converges, and a giant sword, about seven or eight meters long, sweeps in all directions as if the knife was cut off.

There was a bang, and the wall on the side of Jiang Tian was severely chopped, completely collapsed, the wind poured in, and the dust was raised.

Wherever the Qijian passed, everything collapsed and turned into powder, a mess.

When the dust settled, everyone looked at the horrible hole, startled and startled.

Their eyes were bulging one by one, and they seemed to fall out of their eyes, and their wide mouths could be stuffed into a fist.

"Oh my God, condensed air becomes a soldier, and it is such a powerful and terrible air sword"

Li Zhenwei looked dull and trembled like a god: "Is he the legendary martial art master!"

Reconstructed into a master, martial arts master, can practice qi into 罡, condense qi into soldiers, hurt people in the air, no one can be enemy.

It was like a phoenix, and looking at Huaxia, it was just a handful of people.

All of them are magnanimous giants, who can sit on par with the provincial officials who are leading the province.

Moreover, even these prestigious martial arts masters were just condensing a few wind blades, and they were instantly wiped out.

Where is Jiang Tian as a sword, if it is substantive and mighty, it seems to be able to cut the sky!

If this is not a master of martial arts, then who dares to be called a master?

"I have a sword to cut off Xinghe!"

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, put away the air sword, stood against his hands, and said tepidly: "I wonder if Jiang is qualified to fight with your master?"

"Is this still human?" Long Wulong Gaitian Li Zhenwei and others, eyes widened and couldn't believe it.

"Raising your hand to condense a seven or eight meter long air sword is like a demon alive!" The disciples of Zhenwei Wuguan were dumbfounded.

Jiang Tian's strength is not what they can imagine.

"Master Jiang is mighty and domineering!" Sister Dong Dong admired her face, shouted, and instantly became a loyal fan of Jiang Tian.

"Condensation into soldiers, master martial arts!"

Fu Biao had already been scared by Jiang Tian's "Broken Star River", and cold sweats were pouring out.

Although the master of martial arts and the grand master are only a word difference, but the strength is the difference between heaven and earth.

It can be said that if Jiang Tian starts to fight, he will not be able to carry it, and he will die.

In the early years, Fu Biao mingled with the streets and later worshiped under the master of martial arts. His life-long killings were uncountable and his experience was extremely rich. Naturally, he knew that once he was defeated, he would travel thousands of miles away.

He didn't turn around, kicked his feet on the ground, and, with the help of the majestic shock, broke the glass window like a meteor, fell ten meters away from the attic, took great strides, and ran for his life.

"How is it possible for the master of martial arts in his twenties!"

With his eyes set back quickly, Fu Biao left a residual image in the air, his heart screaming and screaming:

"My master is on the Siberian Plateau, using the resources of the Russian Northern Army, and has been practicing hard for decades. At the age of seventy, he has reached the level of cultivation. This kid must not be a human, a magic fetus, a god!"

With extreme fear, Fu Biao ran faster, and flew a hundred meters away in a blink of an eye.

"Well, don't you want to run now, is it too late?"

Jiang Tian stood by the window, shook his head with a bitter smile, raised his jade fist, and hurled into the back.

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A hundred meters away, Fu Biao's chest suddenly burst into tears, raised the shape of a fist, and then sprayed blood on his mouth, rushing out, falling to the ground like a dead dog, motionless.

"Master, it's really extraordinary!"

"Condensed into a fist, killing a hundred meters in the air, it turns out that these legends are true. They are seen today and they are worth it!"

Seeing this scene, Li Zhenwei smiled, and the smile was getting bigger and bigger, although silent, it was hard to hide the pain in his heart.

He had never seen a true guru, only to hear about it.

His self-cultivation also stopped at the inner strength. For ten years, he had not made any advances, and he even suspected that these legends were fabricated by predecessors.

But today, he believed it!

Under the attic, Zhou Zhenghao was humming up with his **** covered, and was stunned when he saw this scene:

"I'm going, Fu Biao hung up, was he killed by a sniper rifle? Brother Wu still has this kind of details?"

He limped over, and when he saw that it was Fu Biao, he kicked him one by one, cursing curtly:

"Nima, let you throw me, let you throw me! I've fallen so badly that I lost your mother's ass!"

"Boss Zhou, he's not dead yet, be careful!" Jiang Tian's voice came from a distance.

"Oh!"

Zhou Zhenghao was scared and jumped three feet away, as if avoiding a scorpion, he ran to the attic.

"Brother Long Wu, who killed Fu Biao in the end must be rewarded!" Entering the attic, Zhou Zhenghao exclaimed cheerfully.

Jiang Tian rolled his eyes and said, "Boss Zhou, you don't seem to have confidence in me, too, took me over to make soy sauce?"

"What? You killed it, you, you are better than Master Li Zhenwei?" Zhou Zhenghao looked dumbfounded.

"Boss Zhou, what are you talking about, how dare you compare with Master Jiang, aren't you hurting me?"

Li Zhenwei shook his hands again and again, and then knelt down in front of Jiang Tian like a faithful believer, with shame and nervous expression:

"Master Jiang, you have a large number of adults, please forgive your eyes, and you can't see Master Jiang's cultivation."

"Master Jiang!"

"Master Jiang, please wait for me!"

Many disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall bowed down, their faces full of tension and admiration.

Such as the demon god!

World of warriors, respect for the strong.

Jiang Tian's cultivation is beyond their imagination and even imagination. This worship is really sincere.

"Master Jiang, please accept me as a disciple!" Long Gaitian also fell to his knees, earnestly begging.

Jiang Tian's mind was light, not the one who waited for the report. He reached out and lifted Li Zhenwei, and smiled gently: "Master Zhenwei, whoever knows is not guilty, hurry up!"

"Master Jiang, where do you dare to call a master before you?" Li Zhenwei admired Jiang Tian with all his heart.

At a young age, Xiu was earth-shattering, but he was not insulting and approachable. He had no arrogance. He had not developed such martial arts for decades, making him sigh.

"You seem to have suffered some internal injuries. I'll prescribe a recipe for you!"

Jiang Tian connected him with a broken bone, fixed the table leg cloth, found a pen and paper, and started writing recipes.

Seeing Jiang Tianbi walking away from the snake, Li Zhenwei moved to tears, bowed deeply, and trembled in the most admired tone of his life:

"Master Jiang, meet today. I am old and disrespectful. I have always disrespected you, but your old man still gave me bones to heal. This kind of bravery really makes the old and the old rot."

He choked for a while, all kinds of tastes came to his heart, full of admiration and gratitude, at this moment let him die for Jiang Tian, ​​he didn't hesitate.

"It's all martial arts, why be polite!"

Jiang Tianhan waved his hand with a smile, and after formulating the formula, handed it to Li Zhenwei:

"Master Li, one dose a day. After one month, your cultivation should be able to recover 70% to 80%!"

"Thank you, Master Jiang! Deng Dade, never forget!" Li Zhenwei once again kneeled and thanked Jiang Tian.

"Master Jiang's method, I really admire Xiaolong! Please move to the villa in front, let's add wine and return to the banquet, and have a drink!"

The enemy has been eliminated, Long Wuyi's heart fell to the ground, and he nodded and sat down with a false gesture, with a charming smile on his face.

He is a fierce underground emperor in Linzhou. He is almost fifty years old, and he is so prestigious and unsmiling, but he makes such low-level gestures in front of Jiang Tian at this moment, which looks very funny.

"Okay, I'm really hungry." Jiang Tian nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and Dragon Five quickly led the way.

Although Li Zhenwei was not badly injured, it is a rare opportunity to meet fellow practitioners such as Jiang Tian. It is necessary to attend a banquet.

In a luxuriously decorated restaurant, under the illumination of crystal chandeliers, a large rotating round table is filled with precious dishes, mountain and sea flavors, and several bottles of high-end red wine worth hundreds of thousands.

Dragon Five, Zhou Zhenghao, Long Gaitian, and Li Zhenwei accompanied Jiang Tian around and expressed their respect for the wine.

Long Gaitian, who is famous in Linzhou, can only serve Jiang Tianduan tea.

"Master Jiang, from now on, you will be my eldest brother, Longwei will have hundreds of brothers, listen to Mr. Jiang's orders!"

Long Wu snapped his breasts, his face excited and worshiped authentically: "Master Jiang, if you are interested, you will be the chairman of Longwei Society from now on, I will give you half of the property for you!" ->