C37 I Have a Sword That Can Break the River of Stars

"Beat me to death! You brat, are you not afraid of losing your tongue?!"

Fu Biao was enraged. His face contorted with unhappiness, which made him look even more sinister and terrifying.

"Where is the surprise about killing you?"

Jiang Tian leisurely went closer, and disdainfully said:

"A mere perfect internal strength, what does it matter? Even your Master comes, I can also kill him with a slap!"

"You are sick of living! This is good, too. Today, I will slaughter all of you, and show the power of my sect! "

Fu Biao clenched his fists tightly, the intent of killing in his eyes grew stronger. A fierce light shot out, as though he was choosing a person to devour.

In his mind, Master was like a mighty god standing on top of water and flying along the walls. He can cultivate his Qi to be iron, congealing Qi into weapons, hurt people in the air, and explode

在偌大华夏，师父都能横行无忌，谈笑纵横，但眼前这小子竟敢侮辱师尊，真该挫骨扬灰方能解恨。

“姜天，你闭嘴，你想死，别拉上我们！”

“傅大师，只是姜天对您不敬，我等已经臣服了，饶我们不死！”

见傅彪凶性被激发出来，振威武馆的众人纷纷指责姜天，并且争先恐后地跪倒在地。

“看见没？这才是你们应有的态度。”

见此，傅彪得意一笑，指着姜天鄙夷道：

“黄口小儿，不知天高地厚，我师父那可是武道宗师，你连他老人家一根毛都不如！”

"Martial Arts Grandmaster? In my, Jiang Taichu's eyes, you are nothing more than dregs! " Jiang Tian sneered and waved his finger.

The Eighteenth Immortal Martial Motion, Separate the Milky Way!

"Chi!"

As the true essence condensed and formed, a great sword about seven or eight meters long swept in all directions like it was cutting through water.

With a boom, the wall beside Jiang Tian was slashed apart, and completely collapsed. Violent gales poured in, stirring up dust and dirt that was thirty kilometers high.

Wherever the sword passed by, everything was shattered and turned into fine powder. It was a complete mess.

When the dust settled, everyone looked at the terrifying cave entrance, which gave them the willies and took their breath away.

Their eyes bulged as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, and their mouths were wide enough to envelope a fist.

"Heavens, the congealing Qi into weapons! And it's such a powerful and terrifying Qi sword …"

Li Zhenwei was completely dumbfounded. His voice trembled as if he had seen a god: "Could he be the legendary Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

“With the base of metaplasia cultivation, Martial Arts Grandmaster, can cultivate Qi to become iron, congeal Qi into weapons, and hurt people in the air, which no one can defeat .

They were existences akin to phoenix feathers and Kylin horns. Even in the entire China, the several of them could be counted only on one hand.

Not a single one of them was not a tyrant of the region. They were able to stand on equal footing with the high commanders of the border-provinces.

Furthermore, even these famous Martial Arts Grandmaster could only form a few wind blades, which would disappear in the blink of an eye.

How could they be like Jiang Tian who had condensed Qi into sword, as though it had substance? Its power and influence was monstrous, as though he could cut through the sky!

If this was not Martial Arts Grandmaster, then who would dare to call themselves Master?

"I have a sword to separate the Milky Way!"

Jiang Tian laughed indifferently, he kept his Qi Sword and stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "I wonder, do I have the qualifications to fight with your Master?"

"Is he even human?" Long Wu, Long Gaitian, Li Zhenwei and the others widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Being able to form a s Qi sword about even to eight meters long with a raise of his hand, he is just like the existence of a demon god!" The disciples of the Zhenwei Kungfu Stadium were all dumbfounded.

Jiang Tian's strength was not something they could imagine.

"Master Jiang is mighty and domineering!" Sister Dong Dong's face was filled with worship. She waved her arms and shouted, instantly transforming into Jiang Tian's loyal Fans.

"Congealing Qi into weapons, Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

Fu Biao was already scared out of his wits by Jiang Tian's “Separate the Milky Way" motion, cold sweat trickling down his back.

Although there was only a one-word difference between a martial arts master and a Martial Arts Grandmaster, the difference in their strengths was like the difference between heaven and earth.

It could be said that if he were to fight with Jiang Tian, he could not even take one move, but die a violent death.

Fu Biao had haunted as a thug in his early years, and after that, he had become a disciple of a Martial Arts Grandmaster and had experienced countless of battles in his life. He was extremely experienced, so he naturally understood that if he wasn't a match for the rival, he had to flee a thousand miles away and he had already given up displaying gallantry .

Without even turning around, he stomped his feet on the ground. Borrowing the boundless recoil, he smashed through the window like a meteor and landed ten meters away from the pavilion. Then, he took large strides and madly ran for his life.

"How is it possible for a Martial Arts Grandmaster in his twenties!"

As the scenery in front of his eyes flew backwards, Fu Biao left behind an afterimage as he roared madly in his heart:

"My Master, on the Siberia's plateau, borrowing the resources of the Russian northern army, painstakingly trained for dozens of years, only reached the metaplasia at the age of 70. This kid is definitely not a human, he's a demon embryo, he's a god!"

With extreme fear, Fu Biao ran even faster and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred meters away.

"Ai, isn't it too late to run now?"

Jiang Tian stood by the window and shook his head with a bitter smile. He raised his jade-white fist and struck it towards the back.

A hundred meters away, Fu Biao's clothes were tattered, bulging in the shape of a fist. Then, he spat out a blood and flew out, crashing onto the ground like a dead dog and remaining motionless.

"Master is indeed extraordinary!"

"Condensing Qi into a fist and killing people a hundred meters in the air. So these legends were all true. It is worthwhile for me to die since I have been able to see these today!"

Seeing that, Li Zhenwei smiled, and his smile became bigger and bigger. Although it was silent, it was hard to hide the pain in his heart.

He had never seen the real Master and had only heard of them.

His cultivation had also stopped at the internal strength, and in the past ten years, he had not improved a single bit. He even suspected that these legends were all fabricated by his predecessors.

But today, he believed it!

Below the pavilion, Zhou Zhenghao was holding his butt and groaning as he crawled up. Seeing this, he was dumbfounded.

“What the hell! Fu Biao died. Did he get beaten to death by the sniper rifle? Boss Long Wu still has such a deep foundation? "

He limped over. Seeing that it was really Fu Biao, he kicked over and scolded:

"The heck, How dare you throw me! How dare you throw me! My butt was nearly broken because of you. I will kick your ass! "

"Boss Zhou, he's not dead yet. Be careful!" Jiang Tian's voice came from afar.

"F * ck!"

Zhou Zhenghao was so frightened that he jumped three feet away, and as if he was dodging snakes and scorpions, he scampered towards the pavilion.

"Boss Long Wu, just who killed Fu Biao?! You must give him heavy rewards!" shouted excitedly as Zhou Zhenghao entered the pavilion.

Jiang Tian rolled his eyes and said: "Boss Zhou, it looks like you don't have confidence in me either. Are you bringing me here to pass by?”

"What?" You were the one who killed him, you? You are stronger than Master Li Zhenwei? " Zhou Zhenghao was dumbfounded.

"Boss Zhou, what nonsense are you saying? How dare I, such an old man, compare with Master Jiang? Aren't you trying to frame me?"

Li Zhenwei was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands and then kneeled in front of Jiang Tian like a loyal believer. With shame and nervousness on his face, he said,

"Master Jiang, masters have broad minds. Please forgive this old man's dizziness from seeing through your cultivation."

"Master Jiang!"

"Master Jiang, please accept our respects!"

Many disciples of the Zhenwei Kungfu Stadium all kneeled down with anxious and reverent expressions.

As though it was addressed to the demon god!

In the Fighter world, the strong person was respected.

Jiang Tian's cultivation was something they could not even imagine, so this time, they were kowtowing sincerely.

"Master Jiang, please accept me as your disciple!" Long Gaitian also knelt down, begging earnestly.

Jiang Tian was pure-minded, instead of a vindictive person. He extended his hand to help Li Zhenwei up and said with a gentle smile: "Master Zhenwei, the ignorant are not guilty. Quickly get up!"

"Master Jiang, how would I dare to call myself a master in front of you …" Li Zhenwei admired Jiang Tian from the bottom of his heart.

He was still young, yet his cultivation was shocking, yet he was unfazed by it. Moreover, he was amiable and did not have the slightest bit of arrogance. He hadn’t been able to keep such a calm inner state up although he had practiced martial arts for decades, which made him admit his inferiority.

"You seem to have some internal injuries. Let me prescribe a prescription for you to treat them!"

Jiang Tian caught the broken bone and used a piece of cloth from the table to bind it. Then he found a pen and paper and began to write a prescription.

Watching Jiang Tian's stretching writing, Li Zhenwei was moved to the point that tears streamed down his face. Bowing deeply, he used the tone that he admired the most in his life and said with a trembling voice.

"Master Jiang, when meeting you today, I was senior but not polite and had always disrespected you. However, you have even set my bones and healed my wounds. This kind of boldness really makes me, me …"

He choked with hundreds of emotions coming up. His heart was filled with admiration and gratitude. Now, even if he were to die for Jiang Tian, he would not hesitate to do so.

"We are all from the Martial arts, there is no need to be polite!"

Jiang Tian smiled and waved his hand. After opening the prescription, he gave it to Li Zhenwei:

"Master Li, one dose a day. After a month, your cultivation should be able to recover about seventy to eighty percent!"

"Thank you, Master Jiang! Great kindness will never be forgotten! " Li Zhenwei knelt down once again to express his gratitude, leaving Jiang Tian with no other choice.

"I, Xiao Long, am truly impressed by the Master Jiang's motions! Please move to the Villa in front of us, we will restart the feast after we add wine, and have a good drink! "

The great enemy had been eliminated. Long Wu's heart had dropped as he bowed and made a gesture with his hand, a flattering smile on his face.

He was already close to fifty years old, as the dignified underground emperor of Linzhou. Normally, he would not smile, but now, he had actually made such a low profile in front of Jiang Tian. It looked extremely comical.

"Alright, I'm really a little hungry …" Jiang Tian nodded slightly and smiled faintly. Long Wu hurriedly led the way in front.

Although Li Zhenwei was heavily injured, being able to interact with a talented person like Jiang Tian was a rare opportunity, and thus he asked to attend the banquet.

In a lavishly decorated restaurant, under the light of the crystal chandelier, a large round spinning table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and a few bottles of high-end red wine that were worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Long Wu, Zhou Zhenghao, Long Gaitian, and Li Zhenwei accompanied Jiang Tian by his side, talking merrily while pouring out words of respect.

As for Long Gaitian, this Top Young Master who was extremely famous in Linzhou, he could only qualify to serve Jiang Tian tea and pour wine.

"Master Jiang, from today onwards, you are my big brother. Several hundred brothers of the Longwei will listen to the commands of Mr. Jiang!"

Long Wu slapped the Chest heavily, with an excited and worshipful expression and said, "Master Jiang, if you are interested, from today onwards, you will be my President of Longwei. I will give you half of my family property!"