291: C291 Small Black Flying Sword

C291 Small Black Flying Sword

West, Mount Olympus, Hall of the Gods.

The Holy Light filled the air with energy.

An imposing figure sat atop the Gold Throne that was embedded with gems, looking down at the many strong person below the stage, his majestic voice transmitted out:

"This time, A Boluo died in China, but our Hall of the Gods cannot take revenge!"

He was the father of all gods, the most powerful strong person in the Western superpower world.

Zhou Si!

Artemis, who was also one of the Twelve Sovereigns, frowned with hatred, "Why not! For the first time in a century, we lost a Sovereign! This is a great shame for us! We must exact our bloody revenge! "

"A Boluo betrayed the divine hall, became a henchman in a big circle, and even colluded with the Strigoi! This is even more humiliating for us! "

Zhou Si's dignified eyes flashed with a divine light, suppressing all of the strong person's doubts and dissatisfaction. Even they were so shocked that they took a step back.

Zhou Si said in a hateful voice, "If Jiang Taichu didn't kill him, we wouldn't even know the relationship between him and Big Circle!"

"Immediately contact China Ye Zhantian and express our friendship and goodwill. Also, express our strong condemnation of the large circle internationally!"

"Yes sir!" Below the stage, the Western zhuangqiang responded in unison.

...

The Las Vegas, the casino from Portugal, was still in the same luxurious meeting room.

But the mood was particularly sombre, with an air of pessimism and horror.

"It must be the China army, or even Ye Zhantian himself. Otherwise, the golden scorpion and A Boluo would not have fallen!"

The person in charge of the North America region, Xiao Wu, hatefully said:

"According to my intelligence, Jiang Tian has a close relationship with the China military, the former Martial Arts Advisor who served as a Draconis and provided a large amount of special medicines for the military!"

Many of the tycoons were speechless.

If Jiang Tian was just a strong person, it didn't matter. After all, no matter how strong he was, how could he be compared to a super organization like Big Circle?

Sixth Master Fan was silent for a long time, then he waved his hand dejectedly: "First remove the dark flower's bounty, and stop all activities in China. All the large circle Members s leave China!"

Everyone nodded their heads in silence.

Xiao Wu pondered for a moment and then suggested, "Sixth Master Fan, our base at the Great Turtle Island's Island in the Pacific Ocean should be activated. I'm afraid it's not very safe here … …"

"Bullshit!" Great Turtle Island, Great Turtle Island! You want me to be a coward! "

Sixth Master Fan was enraged, smashing his most beloved antique purple sand cup that was worth millions onto the ground, smashing it into pieces.

Great Turtle Island was a private island bought with a large sum of money.

There were many defensive structures built on top of it, supporting thousands of Private s. Furthermore, the base was a hundred meters deep underground.

In the long process of development, there were more than 20 years of history, belonging to an illegal organization. They all had their headquarters set there, afraid that they would be ambushed by the strong person and suppressed by the big nations.

However, the big circle had developed to be too powerful, becoming a legal business and Societies. Sixth Master Fan could even lobby the USA and the political leaders to drink and talk merrily, who would be willing to hide in the dark underground?

Therefore, he moved out and moved the headquarters to the Las Vegas's Goujing International Casino, which was bustling with activity throughout the world.

It was with great difficulty that he finally got himself into broad daylight, but now he actually had to move back to be a dark and gloomy rat again. How could the Sixth Master Fan endure this? He was so angry that he was about to explode.

"Calm down Sixth Master Fan! this disciple knows she was wrong! " Little Wu was so scared that his face turned pale and he kneeled on the ground, shivering.

This kind of organisation was like an independent kingdom, their levels were strict, and they emphasized the clan rules of the ancestors. If the Sixth Master Fan wanted to kill him, no one would be able to stop him.

"Get out!"

Sixth Master Fan waved his hand and immediately began to cough intensely. All the big shots trembled as they left.

"Sixth Master, are you going to move or not?"

At this time, a bewitching Chinese walked out from the side room and asked with her charming voice.

"Move!" Hurry up and move! Prepare the plane, we will leave immediately! "

Sixth Master Fan's anger dissipated, but the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

He quickly got up, and under the protection of the numerous strong person s, he ran towards his private Airport like a mouse that had just crossed the street.

...

Just like this, Jiang Tian held Qing Er's hand and bathed his Jinling in blood. With the deaths of twenty-three batches of more than a hundred strong person s as the signal, he sent the strongest voice to the Dark World, making him truly famous internationally.

"Jiang Taichu!"

This song had finally become a taboo name in the hearts of many dark organizations around the world!

And when the dark flower's bounty on the dark net was removed, the many strong person s were in an uproar, their hearts beating even faster.

From the attacks of the two great expert s, Apollo and golden scorpion, everyone could roughly determine that this was a large circle of dark flower.

On one hand, there were very few organizations with the ability to sell dark flower s for five hundred million dollars on Earth. They were limited to Cherry Blossom Society, The Sino-Star Society, Big Circle and a few other super organizations.

On the other hand, Jiang Taichu had once killed one of the top seven Great Leaders of the big circle, Lin Zhenyu.

Lin Zhenyu could be considered a super powerhouse, but he had lost to Ye Zhantian before, and after training for twenty years, his influence in the Dark World was slowly fading, his name was no longer as resounding.

But the golden scorpion and A Boluo were different. They were the current strong person and were extremely active, with glorious achievements.

Especially since A Boluo was one of the Twelve Sovereigns of Hall of the Gods at the same time, her reputation had even surpassed Lin Zhenyu's.

However, these two big shots of the Dark World died in Jiang Taichu's hands. They were killed in one slash, and even their heads were blown off.

What was even more terrifying was that not only did the big circle not increase the bounty, but they also retaliated and chose to remove the dark flower, and even moved the headquarters to the Great Turtle Island. This caused people to guess, it was simply too shocking.

"It can be said that Jiang Taichu alone has suppressed the fame of the Cauldron! This kind of strong person, which organization would dare to provoke them, and put themselves at their beck and call? "

"In the future, any orders related to Jiang Taichu cannot be accepted. No, don't even think about going to the China! "

On the dark net, this kind of discussion spread everywhere, and after the dark flower was removed from the circle, it became even more crowded, and reached its peak.

For a moment, the expressions of many Dark powerhouse changed upon hearing the three words "Jiang Taichu".

...

At this time, it had already been a day and a night since the last time he had washed his Jinling with blood.

In the study, Jiang Tian sat on the rocking chair.

On the tea table, there was the Heavenly Court Black Sword s, the Gengjin mother stick, that set of armor and A Boluo's golden longbow.

"Qing Er, these are all precious treasures. Which one do you like?" Jiang Tian asked with a smile.

He had continuously consumed great medicines to heal and nourish his Qi, and after a round of slaughter with his blood-purged Jinling, the great medicines circulated all over his body, nourishing his internal organs and filling up his Vital Spirit. His physique and Cultivation Level had completely recovered.

"Can't I have them all?" Qing Er snuggled up to Jiang Tian and smiled playfully.

"Haha, of course you can!" Jiang Tian laughed towards the sky.

He was overjoyed to feel the great change that Qing Er had undergone.

This change was not only related to her strength, but also to her mentality. She was more confident and open than before.

It was as if the originally curled up life force had been completely released.

"You must be joking!"

Qing Er smiled sweetly, touched the top of Jiang Tian's head and said: "Baby, you're too weak. These armors, oh Weapons, I'll leave it for you to defend yourself. Big Sister is so powerful, there's no need for it! "

"…" Jiang Tian wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

However, he knew that Qing Er was speaking the truth, so he did not hold back.

He activated the flames and spent a day's worth of hard work. Using various materials, he carved out the flight array, body protecting Strong Wind array, transformation array and many other array formations on the sword.

A flying array could turn the vast spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the energy of a sword, and could even break the sound barrier.

However, the Body Protecting Strong Wind was necessary to protect the rider from the airflow. Otherwise, it would easily result in an explosion like the one that killed Matt.

When the formation was activated, he could turn into the size of a needle and ordinary people would not be able to see it. He could even dodge the X-rays and pass the Airport security check.

After all, in the modern world, walking around in broad daylight while carrying a bunch of sword on his back made one look like an idiot.

If it grew larger, it would become a ten foot long long sword, which would then be convenient to fly on.

In addition, there were concealment arrays, silencing arrays, and so on.

...

In the end, he branded himself with his own special consciousness, and turned Heavenly Court Black Sword into his own Flying Sword.

When the divine sense seal was completed.

Jiang Tian and the Heavenly Court Black Sword suddenly had a feeling that they shared a mutual understanding.

The black sword was like a butterfly, flying around Jiang Tian in an extremely agile manner.

"Wow, it can fly by itself!" Qing Er was amazed, he deeply felt that cultivation was vast and profound.

"Go!"

Jiang Tian's consciousness moved!

"Chi!" A sharp sound rang out.

The black sword shot out a streak of light into the sky, instantly turning into a small black dot and disappearing.

It had completely surpassed the speed of sound.

"Go back!"1

With a light shout, the black sword appeared out of nowhere and instantly flew in front of Jiang Tian.

"From now on, I'll call you little black sword!" Jiang Tian held the hilt of sword in his hand as a heroic spirit rose in his heart.

It could be said that with this Flying Sword, his fighting strength would increase tenfold. He wouldn't even be afraid of the Half-step Deity Stage.

After that, Jiang Tian refined the Gengjin Mother Stick for a while.

The way of using the staff was domineering and awe-inspiring. It was fierce and fierce, and it was said that it could sweep away an army of a thousand men and sweep away a huge chunk of land.

However, Jiang Tian liked the method of being ethereal, so he sharpened the ends of the iron bar and added thickness in the middle to form a black iron flying shuttle. On it, there were countless small scale array rune s carved.

...

By the time Jiang Tian had finished all of these, and engraved the many magical equipment s with divine intents, becoming magical equipment s that belonged solely to him and Qing Er, it was already the morning of the second day.

What made him surprised was that the big-chested female police officer, Hua Lin Menghan, who he met at the gas station, had actually barged in bravely with a few policemen behind her.

"Jiang Tian, you are under suspicion for organizing illegal Societies activities and multiple murders, you are under arrest!"

Upon entering the living room, Lin Menghan spoke with arrogance, his face as cold as ice.

pqdm.com