Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Although Situ Xiao has lived overseas for many years, he has never dared to forget that he is a descendant of China. He has defended his family and country and safeguarded the interests of the Chinese throughout his life. He has never been evil. How can he correct his evil and return to the right path!"

At the same time, Situ Xiao at the foot of the mountain also looked up, his eyes bursting with cold light.

"You and I just have different doctrines!"

This again involves some past events.

Situ Xiao lived overseas in the late Qing Dynasty and died of blood clots decades ago.

Later, his descendants Situ Yuanhao, Situ Jie and other descendants once supported Sun Wen, the founding father of the country, and once achieved great fame.

But later, when they tried to promote Hongmen in the mainland, they were intercepted by Ye Tianren and the Chinese Dragon Group.

There were many casualties among the Situ family and Hongmen.

Therefore, although Situ Xiao and Ye Tianren have never met or fought against each other, they both know each other and regard each other as their lifelong enemy.

Boom!

Two extremely violent mental powers met halfway up the mountain and exploded like bombs.

A white cloud ring slowly rippled, its diameter instantly reached a thousand meters, and it expanded rapidly, causing the ground to shake, dust to fly, and trees to break.

"As expected of Ye Tianren, his spiritual power is as thick as a mountain and as vast as the sea. I, the descendants of Hongmen in mainland China, died in your hands. It is not unjust!"

Situ Xiao's eyes were as sharp as a knife and he sneered:

"Tonight, you deserve my master's help and guidance on your cultivation!"

"Oh! So, Master Jiang will come?"

Ye Tianren's face was slightly awe-inspiring, his eyes were shining with excitement, and his violent fighting spirit soared into the sky like a giant dragon.

"Master, he is already on his way here! Please be patient!"

Situ Xiao looked around with majestic eyes and said in a deep voice.

"What? He has lost all his cultivation, yet he still dares to come!"

Someone screamed in disbelief.

"Hmph, why doesn't Jiang Taichu dare to come?"

Taoist priest Xuanji flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully:

"Although he, Jiang Taichu, has no cultivation level, he has several disciples who flatter him!"

"Xuanji, your face hasn't swollen yet, and it's still so round, yet you still want me to touch you again!"

Situ Xiao snorted with a mocking look on his face.

That's right, the swelling on Xuanji's face was caused by Situ Xiao who had invaded the Emei Sect a few days ago.

"Situ, you are boring. Do you deserve to be called an expert and a master of a sect?"

Hearing this, Elder Xuanji blushed and was ashamed.

Then he shouted with a pale face:

"Today is the battle between Ye Tianren and Jiang Taichu. Of course you cannot help! Otherwise, you will not be able to win!"

"If everyone doesn't follow martial arts rules and swarms up, I'll see how many nails your Tianqing Sect can crush if you're covered in iron?"

"Why is my Senior Brother Situ so bored? You were slapped into the rocks by Senior Brother Situ!"

Tang Linglong added the knife with a venomous tongue.

"Puff puff!"

Next to him, Huang Ling'er laughed, covered her delicate lips with her beautiful hands, and stared hard at Taoist priest Xuanji's pig-headed face.

"you……"

Elder Xuanji's face was as red as blood. Can we not mention this?

"You handed over more than ten famous swords from the Emei Sword Sect and expressed your loyalty to the Tianqing Sect, so Brother Situ spared your life. I didn't expect you to take the opportunity to run away!"

Tang Linglong continued to taunt.

"What nonsense! What nonsense! This old Xuanjizi has never been weaker than anyone else in her life!"

Taoist priest Xuanji shook his sleeves angrily, wanting to cry but not having any tears. He really wanted to disappear on the spot.

"Dare I ask, what happened to your face? Did you hit a tree?"

Tang Linglong asked desperately.

"I, Xuanjizi, have done my best throughout my life, so why do I need to explain it to you!"

Taoist priest Xuanji flicked his sleeves again, stood with his hands behind his back, and said proudly, Damn, this girl is so annoying!

"Okay, Linglong, don't argue with this waste!"

Situ Xiao smiled contemptuously and said:

"Xuanji, don't you just want to kill my master by relying on your strength of numbers! It's fine, I'm here to tease you with just one sentence. To deal with you bastards, my master alone is enough!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it!

Jiang Taichu had lost all his cultivation, but Situ Xiao still dared to make such arrogant words. Wasn't this pushing Jiang Taichu into a pit of fire?

"Okay, okay! You have to remember this clearly. None of you can take action later!"

Taoist priest Xuanji suddenly showed a look of ecstasy and said in a cold voice:

"With Ye Tianren as his trump card, I would like to see how arrogant Jiang Taichu, who has lost all his cultivation, can be!"

"Yes, yes, as long as you don't take action, Jiang Taichu will be a loser! When he gets old, he will be killed first!"

Zhou Zitao also said happily.

Then he burst into tears and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "Brother, brothers and sisters, have you seen it in the spirit of heaven? The devil Jiang Taichu is going to die today!"

"Hey, hey, if Jiang Taichu dies in Ye Tianren's hands, you and I will join forces and take over the entire Chinese martial arts world!"

Wu Yingxiong leaned into Ye Wudao's ear and whispered.

"Alas, Jiang Taichu is not very smart and doesn't know how to hide one's strength and bide his time. He will eventually fall!"

Behind Ye Wudao, the charming-looking Cai Zhijin was wearing a cheongsam. His eyes were full of contempt, and he whispered mockingly:

"Jiang Taichu has no cultivation level, so don't be arrogant!"

"But he still hasn't stopped, causing a bloody storm in China and offending so many people!"

"Even if you have master disciples, how can you have disciples accompanying you and protecting you every day? Once you are alone, you will die sooner or later!"

"Today, why does Ye Tianren need to take action? I, Ye Wudao, will kill Jiang Taichu to avenge my son who was maimed!"

Ye Wudao nodded and said in a cold voice.

"Ye Wudao, I heard that you want to kill me? Come, my head is here, waiting for you to chop it off!"

At this moment, following a tepid voice, a small boat swung out from among the remaining lotuses in the distance of Xiuhu Lake.

Above the bow of the ship.

A young man dressed in white, with long hair shawl, stood with his hands behind his hands, his lips parted slightly, and he spoke calmly.

The moment they saw Jiang Taichu come out, the whole audience was in awe!

There was deathly silence in the area of ​​several kilometers around, there was no sound, you could hear a needle drop!

All the noisy sounds seemed to be absorbed by the huge invisible sea.

In the entire Wanghu Villa area, everyone remained motionless, turning into a still scene.

"he came!"

Ye Wudao's face turned pale, his pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

A person’s name is like a tree’s shadow!

Even though it was rumored that Jiang Taichu had lost all his cultivation, he still felt deep fear when he saw Jiang Tian again!

"Ye Wudao, don't you want revenge? Why don't you say anything? I've already killed your bastard bastard son! Come on, avenge your son!"

Jiang Tian raised his hand, and a big head flew out with blood.

"Son...my poor son! You actually killed my son!"

Ye Wudao held Ye Ji's head, dumbfounded, couldn't help but burst into tears, and screamed miserably.

This Ye Ji was born when he was sixty years old.

Because he had a son at an old age, he doted on him very much. Unexpectedly, he was actually killed by Jiang Tian.

"Yes, you are right, using the power of officials is extremely despicable and shameless!"

Jiang Tian was getting closer and closer to everyone on the boating lake, and he still said calmly:

"In the world of warriors, the strong should be respected. The strong bullies the weak. The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out. It's neat! What secular rules are you talking about!"

"Originally, in the afternoon, your son knelt down and kowtowed at a cemetery to repent of his mistakes."

"But your Ye family is amazing. The police officer who injured him rescued him, and even found a private hospital to stay in. There he enjoys the popular food, drinks spicy food, and flirts with the little nurse. It's a pleasure!"

"I thought about it, why should I use the power of the government to bully people? I'd rather kill them!"

"So I rushed over and killed him with a sword. Don't you want revenge? Aren't you descendants of the Qing Gang very domineering and arrogant? Now that I'm here, why don't you come over and bite me?"

"Jiang Taichu, I will fight with you!"

Faced with such humiliation, Ye Wudao could no longer bear it, and his arrogance rose steadily.

"Ant, I'm going to cut you into pieces today!"

He looked like a dragon, soared into the air and rushed toward Jiang Tian.

"Oh oh oh, you can fly, that's amazing. You have actually reached the divine realm!"

"However, in my eyes, you are just a birdman!"

Jiang Tian smiled faintly and swatted it down with a light palm, like swatting a fly.

Suddenly!

The world shook uneasily, the wind roared, and the lightning flashed!

A giant golden palm spanning 200 meters fell from the sky like the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha crushing the monkey.

"Oh my God! What is this!"

"I'll do it! His cultivation has not been lost! He is fishing! What a bad guy! What a liar!"

"You're cheating!"

Everyone was stunned and in disbelief, screaming and running away crying.

Boom!

Loud noise!

Ye Wudao was directly slapped and fell to the ground like a dead dog, with broken bones and tendons, and blood flowing all over his body.

"Master Jiang, if you have something to say, please speak up! Listen to my explanation——"

Ye Wudao's face was horrified, and he stretched out his hand toward Jiang Tian, ​​wanting to plead.

But how could Jiang Tian show mercy.

The giant golden palm slammed down, directly covering him and many Ye family disciples.

Boom!

The entire mountaintop was razed to the ground, and a deep pit about 200 meters long and several meters deep suddenly appeared on the ground!

The people from the Ye family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who came this time all died unexpectedly under Jiang Tian’s gentle palm!