"I didn't expect that the Blood Clan is still developing their descendants in Hua Xia!"
Jiang Tian smiled and said disdainfully, "But unfortunately, I am not interested in becoming a stinky bat like you who can't see the light and can only hide in the cave all day long. I want to bathe in the warm sunshine."
At this time, he used his Divine Sense to sense that the blood of the black-robed man was very similar to that of the Blood Clan in the Cultivation World.
However, compared to the powerful Blood Clan, it was much weaker. It was like comparing a small snake to a giant python.
Moreover, the Blood Clan on Earth could not see the sun, but the Blood Clan in the Cultivation World were not afraid of the sun and could walk freely.
Back then, the leader of the Blood Clan was killed by Jiang Tian. Now, several weaker Blood Clan members were nothing in Jiang Tian's eyes.
"Kang Tae-chu, you are really arrogant!"
Anthony was so angry that his body trembled. He pursed his thin red lips and said disdainfully,
"I know that you are very powerful, but you are not who you used to be. You have made too many enemies. You were besieged by the Southeast Asian masters at the top of Mount Everest and were seriously injured! Now, you are dying. How much cultivation do you have left? Iron Body or Internal Force? Hehe, even if you are in the Early-stage of the Transcendent State, you are just an ant in my eyes. You can only be my blood slave! "
"So Jiang Tian is injured!"
Zhao Xueqing's heart skipped a beat. Her pretty face turned pale and was filled with worry.
Although her Divine Sense was powerful, she knew too little about the Cultivation World. Therefore, she did not see that Jiang Tian was very weak and seriously injured.
Realizing this, she immediately stretched out her arms and stood in front of Jiang Tian. Staring at Anthony, she gritted her teeth and shouted angrily, "You, get out of here! Don't touch my husband at all! Otherwise, I will do it! "
"Haha, this is so interesting!"
The black-robed Anthony looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Then, he restrained his smile and said with disdain, "I heard that Grandmaster Jiang loves his wife very much, but I didn't expect that you can only let your woman protect you now!"
"Alright, I'll turn you into my loyal blood slave now! The blood thrall of a Hua Xia warrior with cultivation will definitely be even more powerful. Just thinking about it makes me excited! "
"Anthony, it seems like his cultivation has really weakened. Let us, the Tombstone Organization, finish him off!"
Suddenly, seven or eight figures of experts appeared in the living room. The golden-haired man in the lead laughed disdainfully.
All eight of them were wearing black tights and bulletproof vests. They also had anti-stun night vision goggles, pistols, rifles, and tactical sabers. They even had hand grenades.
"Death God, you can't kill him. I need a martial artist from Hua Xia to be my blood slave! I've already reported it to the employer, and the employer thinks it's feasible! "Anthony said with dissatisfaction.
"Honorable Mr. Earl, if you let Tombstone make the first move, I can promise to give you a bigger share of the reward!"
The Grim Reaper smiled politely, "You take three hundred million, and I only take two hundred million. This should be fair, right? If we can't kill him, it won't be too late for Scarlet Totem to make the first move! "
"Now that his cultivation has weakened and you have guns, there's no reason you can't kill him!"
Anthony snorted disdainfully at first, then said regretfully and gloomily, "This is an Inner Strength expert, and he might even be a descendant of the Transcendent State. I really can't accept this!"
"The information about his injury was provided by us, Tombstone …"
The Grim Reaper smiled and said, "Moreover, Scarlet Totem and Tombstone will have more cooperation in the future …"
The two experts from the Dark World were bargaining and chattering. They basically treated Jiang Tian and his wife as dead people. They had no power to resist them at all.
"Are you done yet?"
Seeing this, Zhao Xueqing was so angry that she stomped her feet and scolded, "Hurry up and leave, or I'll kill you!"
"Beautiful lady, don't worry. We've already discussed it. Let's do it!"
With the Grim Reaper's order, one of the assassins raised his pistol, aimed at Jiang Tian's forehead, and fired brazenly.
Bang! With a loud thud, Jiang Tian's body trembled, forcefully blocking this spear.
Of course, he had the ability to dodge the shot, but he wanted to stimulate Qinger's battle and killing intent.
Jiang Tian knew that for an ordinary person like Qinger, killing was a psychological barrier that was difficult to overcome.
In his previous life, even if his family was destroyed and his relatives were killed, he still had a monstrous hatred for this world. When he first killed someone, he vomited for a long time, almost vomiting bile.
"Hubby, are you okay?"
Zhao Xueqing threw herself in front of Jiang Tian, knelt on the ground, held his forehead, and asked worriedly and concernedly.
"I'm fine … Qinger, do you understand the truth of this world now?"
Jiang Tian lowered his head to look at her tearful eyes, smiled slightly, and said sincerely and earnestly.
Jiang Tian who was shot, although his life was not in danger, a deep wound appeared between his eyebrows, and blood flowed down.
Looking at Jiang Tian's warm eyes, Zhao Xueqing was stunned. Her vision blurred, and many images flashed through her mind.
When she was five years old, she went hunting with her father in the mountains. Her father caught a wild duck and showed it to her with a smile. That wild duck dripping with blood scared her to tears.
When she was seven years old, she held a fly swatter. Pa! Under the swatter, the fly turned into juice …
When she was ten years old, she and her classmates went fishing by a pond in the wilderness. Everyone held their catch and took photos in front of the camera.
Her youthful figure, bright and pure smiling face, made a victory sign to the camera, but those fish were still struggling bitterly …
When she was fourteen years old, she was in junior high school. After class, she was knocked to the ground by a few female classmates. She knelt and begged for mercy, while the classmates around her laughed proudly and even took out their cameras to record a video.
Killing had always existed, she just didn't realize it.
…
"So, you've always had to kill to survive, right?"
Hearing her confused and weak voice, the images in front of Zhao Xueqing gradually became clear.
She saw Jiang Tian smiling gently and looking at her. His pleasant voice came into her ears again —
"Yes, war and plunder occupy a large part of the history of civilization. Even if you don't have the intention to hurt others, and you are building, the other party will come to your door …"
"Well, that's it! I have to kill them! "
Zhao Xueqing faintly sighed. She turned her head and looked at these villains with a cold and stern gaze.
"Haha, you're still talking about the progress of civilization. You're simply courting death!"
"Oh, although this shot didn't kill him, it injured him. He should only have the cultivation of inner force!"
"Yes, if eight guns were to shoot at the same time, he would definitely be shot into a sieve …"
"Don't kill this woman. She's very tasty. I still want to do a few shots with her. This is the woman of a Wu Dao master from Hua Xia! It's enough for me to show off on the dark web for the rest of my life! "
"Master Kang, beautiful lady, why don't you beg for mercy! If you beg for mercy, I can let this beauty go! "
A few assassins from the Tombstone organization pointed their guns at Jiang Tian and mocked him.
Some assassins did it for money, and most of the time, they had no choice but to do so. However, there were also some who were natural killers, bloodthirsty and crazy.
The Tombstone assassins in front of them were obviously the second type. Killing people could give them an indescribable sense of satisfaction, a sense of superiority that dictated the life and death of others.
Especially when the target was shrouded in fear, put down their dignity, and knelt down to beg for mercy with tears and snot flowing, it could make them reach the pinnacle of pleasure.
"You, deserve, to, die!"
Zhao Xueqing's eyes suddenly turned cold. They actually turned into a demonic golden color, filled with killing intent. She slowly stood up and spoke word by word.
In an instant, the aura of the Immortal Body of the Immortal Phoenix rose steadily, and the aura of the Immortal Phoenix spread out in all directions.
Crack! With a soft sound, the glass on the table cracked into a series of shocking cracks.
"Hmm? What is she trying to do? "
The Grim Reaper suddenly felt a sharp killing intent.
This killing intent was so strong that it made him, who was numb to killing, feel a sense of fear and trepidation.
"Danger!"
He subconsciously cried out to warn her, but it was already too late. He was shocked to see —
Crack! Crack! Amidst the explosion, Zhao Xueqing's beautiful snowy feet stepped on the solid wood floor. Amidst the flying wood shavings, her figure was like a hurricane, and she rushed out with a monstrous aura.
Her four fingers on her crystal clear hand were as sharp as a knife, and she stabbed out with an indomitable aura.
Pu!
Her jade-like hand easily pierced through the bulletproof vest and stabbed into the chest of a Tombstone assassin.
Chi!
Streams of blood spurted out like arrows with great force!
"Cough cough …"
The Tombstone assassin's face was distorted due to extreme pain. He held onto Zhao Xueqing's arm in pain, coughing weakly, spitting out blood, and bent down deeply.
Whoosh!
Zhao Xueqing raised her leg and used a sharp knee strike, like a cannonball exploding on the opponent's head.
Bang!
The man's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and red and white matter spurted out.
The body flew up like a rag doll, flying seven to eight meters away, and fell heavily in the courtyard.
Qinger was sprayed with blood, and her white silk pajamas looked like blooming plum blossoms.
Bang!
She threw the still-beating heart on the ground and raised her jade-like foot. Bang! She stepped on it, and it was crushed.
She stood proudly in the pool of blood, and her cold gaze swept across the horrified crowd that subconsciously retreated. Her voice was cold and stern, like the whisper of a devil from hell —
"I said, you are not allowed to hurt my husband!"
Everyone was shocked.
"Is she also a Martial Artist?"
"Strange, the intelligence didn't say so!"
Everyone looked at Zhao Xueqing, who was covered in blood, in disbelief. Their faces were as pale as paper, and cold sweat instantly soaked their clothes.
"Kill her!"
An assassin looked at Zhao Xueqing with fear in his eyes and pulled the trigger all the way.
Bullets poured down on Qinger like rain.
"Go to hell!"
Zhao Xueqing shouted and didn't dodge at all. Her body swayed, and she appeared in front of the gunman.
She raised her soft white hand and opened her slender fingers. The friction with the air created a sonic boom, and she slammed it down on the assassin's head.
Bang!
The assassin's head shattered without any suspense. Brain matter and broken bones flew everywhere, and the remaining half of the head sunk into the neck cavity.
"She is not afraid of bullets, and she is also a Transcendent Master! Damn the intelligence officer, why didn't he figure it out? "
The Grim Reaper was horrified and exasperated. He complained to the heavens, to the earth, and to the air, and even wanted to go berserk.
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