Originally, they were all friends and subordinates of White Emperor City. They had always been disgusted with Jiang Tian, who rose from the Jianghu but was able to suppress White Emperor City.
But at this time, they unconsciously stood on Jiang Tian's side.
Perhaps, in their subconsciousness, they also dreamed of conquering Japan and spreading the prestige of their country. And Jiang Tian's killing made them very happy.
"Niten Ichi-ryū only has this crude blood coagulation technique. Do you think you can suppress Hua Xia's Martial Arts? What a fool! "
In response, Jiang Tian smiled disdainfully. He stepped forward, stretched out his white hand, and pinched the extremely sharp blood-red blade aura.
The blade aura froze in the air as if it had fallen into a boulder and could no longer move forward.
"What?"
Nagaki Miyamoto's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe it and was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground.
The Sacrificial Blood Coagulation Blade was the strongest move that he had comprehended in recent years after racking his brains.
However, Jiang Tian managed to block the attack with just his bare hands?
This was beyond his understanding. It was too incredible.
"I'll show you what real Martial Arts is!"
Jiang Tian shook his arm and the Sacrificing Blade instantly shattered like a piece of paper. His blood and Qi were scattered all over the place.
"Run!"
Seeing this, Nagaki Miyamoto was scared out of his wits. This was the only thought in his mind.
Only now did he realize that Jiang Tian's strength was too terrible, far beyond his imagination.
Maybe the God of Sword or several Divine Priests of Japan could suppress him, but he was definitely no match for him.
He didn't say a word and didn't even turn around. He stomped his feet on the ground and shot toward a helicopter like a big bird.
"Hehe, it's a bit too late for you to think of running away now!"
Jiang Tian smiled disdainfully.
He had a thought.
The Little Black Flying Sword floating in front of him shot toward Nagaki Miyamoto like a cruise missile with a burst of explosive sound.
"Shield of Endurance, block it for me!"
At this moment, Hattori Hanzo, who was already prepared, finally made his move. Both of his hands formed hand seals, and with a wave of his left hand, he formed a seal in the void.
A Ninja Shield with a radius of three meters condensed in front of Xiao Hei's flying sword, trying to block the attack for Nagaki Miyamoto.
At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, more than a dozen Ninja darts and wind blades like a long dragon swept towards Jiang Tian.
"Kill him! It's time to end this! "
At this moment, Ishii Yulian also made his move.
Both of his hands tightly gripped the hilt of the katana hanging on his waist, and quickly approached Jiang Tian with small steps.
A cold light flashed as the saber was unsheathed. A saber light that was more than five meters long slashed towards Jiang Tian like mercury.
Nagaki Miyamoto attracted Jiang Tian's firepower, while Hattori Hanzo and Ishii Yuren used their unique skills. It was equivalent to the three masters of Nomiya Shrine attacking together. The lineup was super luxurious, and for a moment the battlefield was surrounded by danger.
Even if the Russian Grandmaster Qiao Bin was here, he would have to be careful and try his best to deal with it.
"Humph! Ants will always be ants. Could it be that three ants can bite off a single strand of my hair? "Jiang Tian shook his head slightly in disdain.
The three of them worked together with a tacit understanding and amazing lethality. Perhaps Hua Xia Martial Dao Grandmasters like Huo Qingtian and Wei Feilong would have to retreat.
But for Jiang Tian, who had cultivated the Gengjin Divine Body and broke through to the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage, they were just ants that he could kill with a raise of his hand.
Under the urging of Divine Sense, Xiao Hei's flying sword broke through the speed of sound and pierced through the shield with a bang. Even if Nagaki Miyamoto continuously changed his figure and trajectory, Xiao Hei's flying sword was still firmly locked on him.
Puff!
In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Hei's flying sword pierced through Nagaki Miyamoto's chest with blood and viscera fragments.
Nagaki Miyamoto didn't even make a sound and fell to the deck. He clutched his chest and died.
Nagaki Miyamoto, the first master of the Niten Ryu Sect and the Great Teacher of Japanese Kendo, was dead!
At this moment, Hattori Hanzo's Ninja Wind Blade and Hidden Weapon had already arrived in front of Jiang Tian. They were less than a meter away, but suddenly, a black bolt of lightning shot out from Jiang Tian's fingers.
Bang, bang, bang! There was a series of explosions like a string of firecrackers.
Many wind blades and hidden weapons were turned into fragments and wreckage. In less than a second, all of them exploded and shattered.
The black lightning burst out and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Hattori Hanzo.
"What is this?"
Hattori Hanzo's eyes were filled with horror.
He didn't see Jiang Tian's other weapons at all. At this time, he didn't see what the black lightning was.
But the only thing he knew was that the threat of death was close at hand.
In a hurry, he pushed his Endurance to the limit and grabbed at the air in panic. He pulled out a shield from the void and blocked in front of him. At the same time, he retreated quickly.
But how could his Shield of Enduring withstand the power of the Black Iron Shuttle?
This was the relic of the Demon Immortal Battle Saint Ape. It was made of Gengjin Mother Iron, and after Jiang Tian's sacrificial refining, it had powerful magical power.
The shield didn't even last for a second before it shattered. The black iron shuttle pierced through his chest, bringing his body up into the air and nailing him to the cabin.
The exposed tail of the shuttle was still trembling slightly, and blood flowed out along the cabin wall.
The second master, Hega Ryu Ninja, Hattori Hanzo, God-level Ninja, Hattori Hanzo, was dead!
At this time, Ishii Yuren's incomparably violent blade also arrived. Jiang Tian waved his hand and sneered: "Courting death!"
A surging golden airflow pushed out like an eighteen-level tsunami.
Under this unstoppable force, Ishii Yulian's Blade Aura crumbled like a piece of paper.
Her body flew more than ten meters away like a kite in the wind. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, motionless. No one knew whether she was dead or alive.
This was as fast as lightning. Jiang Tian used less than three seconds. Even the three masters of Zhanomiya Shrine were stunned.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
"Master Kang … won!" A member of the Condor Team gulped, his face was full of disbelief.
These were the three masters of Zhanomiya Shrine. In the whole of Japan, they could be ranked in the top ten.
Even if Ye Zhantian were to face the three of them together, he would have a hard time dealing with them.
However, Jiang Tian had only used three seconds to kill three of them. Moreover, he had done it so effortlessly. What kind of power was that? What kind of power was that? What kind of power was that? What kind of talent was that?
"Kang Tae-chu … won!"
Qin Zongheng said with difficulty. He looked at Jiang Tian with a complicated expression.
Before this, he was jealous of Jiang Tian. After all, he was an elite disciple of the semi-hidden Wu Dang Sect. He even had the ambition to compete with Jiang Tian and make a name for himself in the martial arts world by defeating Jiang Tian.
But after seeing Jiang Tian's terrifying strength, he didn't even have the courage to be jealous.
That lofty aspiration to challenge Jiang Tian had long since fallen to the ground and shattered into pieces, unable to be picked up again.
"Everyone, your mission is complete. Let's go home." Jiang Tian turned to Qin Zongheng and said lightly.
"Yes, Master Kang. Your next mission has nothing to do with the Condor Team anymore. "
Qin Zongheng bowed respectfully and cupped his fists. His body couldn't stop trembling slightly.
The other members of the Condor Team also lowered their heads to show their respect to Jiang Tian.
They had to show their goodwill to Jiang Tian because Jiang Tian had killed Chen Xuejiao, which meant that he was an enemy of the Condor Team. If they didn't show their goodwill, Jiang Tian might kill them as well to eliminate all future troubles.
"Mm! Go! "
Jiang Tian nodded slightly. He couldn't be bothered to kill Qin Zongheng and the others. They were just a bunch of ants.
"Master Kang, don't worry."
Qin Zongheng looked fearful. He quickly added, "Chen Xuejiao died in the battle between you and the Japanese. She was accidentally killed by the Japanese. I will report the truth! "
The other members of the Condor Team nodded in agreement.
Jiang Tian was slightly stunned when he saw this. After that, he smiled in a carefree manner and said, "Although I am not afraid of the White Emperor City, you have avoided some unnecessary trouble by dealing with it like this. Very good, you're very smart! "
"Master Kang, you flatter me."
Qin Zongheng let out a long sigh. He bowed respectfully again. "I didn't recognize your face and offended you with my words. Please forgive me, Master Kang!"
"No problem!"
Jiang Tian waved his hand.
Qin Zongheng and the others quickly took Chen Xuejiao's body, exited the Great East Asia, and boarded the Guowei.
…
On the Guowei.
Qin Zongheng's face was grave. He thought about what to say, and finally used the satellite phone to report the situation to Baidicheng.
Of course, he did cover up Chen Xuejiao's death for Jiang Tian as he said.
Baidicheng's reaction was very calm.
Qin Zongheng did not know what Baidicheng was thinking. Baidicheng's thoughts had always been hard to grasp.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Zongheng sat there and looked at the monotonous sea view outside the porthole. He was in a daze for a long time.
"Young Master Qin, Young Master Baidicheng wants you to report back to the Condor Team headquarters in Beijing …" A team member knocked on the door and entered.
"I'm not going back!" Qin Zongheng said calmly.
"Young Master Qin, what … did you say?" The team member was shocked and could not believe his ears.
Qin Zongheng was a die-hard fan of Baidicheng. He had always obeyed him. Was he going to defy him?
"Help me pass on a message. I'm not going back to Beijing for the time being. I'm going to Wudang Mountain for seclusion!"
Qin Zongheng sighed dejectedly.
After this mission, he finally understood the huge gap between him and a true Overlord.
He suddenly felt that the goals and blueprints that White Emperor City had created, which had once made his blood boil, were tasteless when compared to Jiang Tian's heaven-defying cultivation.
He might be able to reach one-tenth of Kang Tae-chu's combat power after eight to ten years of seclusion.
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