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Qi and blood, Qi and blood are the two most important living substances in the human body.
"Su Wen·The Treatise on the Adjustment of Meridians" once said: "The owner of human beings is blood and qi."
Qi is the manifestation and derivation of blood, while blood is the basis and carrier of Qi.
The aura of martial artists’ cultivation is based on the strong foundation of flesh and blood. If there is no flesh and blood, it is like a tall building that has been destroyed. Everything is a castle in the air, a bubble in a dream, and it collapses immediately.
Jiang Tian used Wanjin Zongwu to completely suck the blood and breath that Qiao Bin was proud of!
No matter how many secret methods and methods he could use, he would be useless in the face of Jiang Tian's way of cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot.
"Jiang Taichu, what evil method are you doing? Let me go and fight me fairly!"
At first, Qiao Bin was very dissatisfied and rolled and struggled on the ground while roaring angrily.
"Jiang Taichu, you are a demon! It's so painful! A beast! An evil method hurts me! I want to take revenge and kill you a hundred times!" He was still scolding and threatening.
"Jiang Taichu, I admit defeat and let me go! I am willing to act as your slave and lackey and follow you for the rest of my life!"
Gradually, Qiao Bin could not bear it anymore, and threw away the dignity of the peerless strong man, begging for mercy in a crying voice, his voice hoarse, like a barking dog, full of pain and fear.
"Tsk, you old dog, you are so skinny and bone-skinny that it's so useless! Go and die!"
Jiang Tian laughed sarcastically, and between his fingers, the blood ball became larger and larger, and it was already the size of a basketball.
"Jiang Taichu, give me a knife and let me die happily! Please-"
In the end, Qiao Bin could not bear the pain of cramps, skin-pulling, bone-pulling marrow-pulling, and just wanted to die quickly.
Jiang Tian didn't care about him, and let Qiao Bin curse and beg for mercy, turning a deaf ear to him, and continued to use his magical powers, like knocking on his bones and sucking marrow.
Less than five minutes passed.
The Taotie fish behind Qiao Bin fell off, and was as dry as dried as fish, completely losing its vitality.
Without the input of blood, Qiao Bin's body also dried up at a faster rate. His whole body was atrophy and his skin was dull. He had no trace of blood. He was skin and bones, like a mummy.
He fell to the ground dyingly, but finally, his eyes closed and he passed away suddenly with endless fear and pain.
At this time, if he was carried to the test bench to slice it and observed with a high-power microscope, he would find that there was almost no trace of blood in his body.
Every organ, every bone, and every inch of muscle is completely like wood, very dry. After five-star physical pressing, no drop of blood can be squeezed out.
On July 15, 2009, on Moling Lake.
Qiao Bin, a veteran master of the Republic of China and the founder of the Russian Winter Soldier Organization - "Blood Refining God Sect" - died!
The whole audience was shocked!
"Is Qiao Bin dead?" Huo Qingtian looked unbelievable.
"Qiao Bin is so dead!" The eyes of Jiang Tian who Ye Zhantian looked at him were different.
Before this battle, he thought he could compete with Jiang Tianyi and even suppress Jiang Tian. After all, he had entered the real half-step divine realm more than a year ago.
But now he knew that Jiang Tian's cultivation level was definitely in the half-step divine realm, and he was at the peak, and he was definitely not Jiang Tian's opponent.
For a moment, the Chinese warriors present, the strong men from the dark world, all looked at Jiang Tian in horror, with reverence in their eyes.
They knew that from now on, a peerless powerful man who shocked the world would rise up and shine on the earth.
Jiang Taichu, the youngest martial arts master in the world, may even be the youngest half-step divine realm in the world, divine realm!
"Jiang Taichu, too strong! He practices both martial arts and martial arts, and can break the world with fists, and can control the sky!"
Looking at Jiang Tian's tall back, Ye Zhantian seemed to see himself who was in a prosperous and unyielding manner, word by word, but suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart.
He himself is also a stunning and stunning person. He was guided by Ye Tianren, the most powerful man in China, back then, but he only entered the half-step divine realm at the age of 70. Now, Jiang Tian stepped in at the age of 26.
And better than him.
Everyone's faces were shocked.
Qiao Bin is backed by Russia, a world-class power, and has countless cultivation resources. He has successfully reached the top of the divine realm. He traveled south all the way, lost to the master in a row, and pushed thousands of miles away like a tiger. How powerful, how brilliant, how domineering?
Today, a formation of ten thousand beasts was set up, using the qi and blood of dozens of strong people as resources to forcibly impact the divine realm. It can be said that the calculations are profound and painstaking.
But he still lost to Jiang Tian's powerful magic and martial arts, and died in China after being tortured in all kinds of ways.
Jiang Tian shook his body and came to the shore. He came to Qiao Bin's body. All the strong men bowed their heads, bowed and held their fists, and expressed their respect to the invincible strong man.
Even the Qianye Mahiro, who was quite unhappy with Jiang Tian, lowered his rebellious head and looked panicked.
Only the blonde and blue-eyed Russian strong man Andre flew to Jiang Tian, clasped his fists and said:
"Master Jiang, I want to take my master's body back and bury him in the polar ice field where he practices! Please give me kindness from the Dharma!"
"Of course, this kind of garbage should be dead without a burial place!"
Jiang Tian didn't even look at him, and a fireball talisman was used to burn Qiao Bin's body to ashes.
"you!"
Andrei became angry from his heart, staring at Jiang Tian with a resentful look on his face, his teeth clattering.
"Don't accept it? Go and have a funeral!"
Jiang Tian waved his hand and a Gengjin Qi soldier slashed down.
Sneer! With a sound of the ground, Andre didn't even have time to scream. In the surging blood wave, Jiang Tian broke into two from head to crotch.
"This is a veritable whip corpse!"
"Master Jiang is really as powerful as a dragon! Never offend!"
Many powerful men looked at the corpse that had turned into black charcoal, and their hearts were trembling and trembling.
From then on, what forces in the world can challenge Jiang Taichu?
It’s the Cherry Blossom Club and the Temple of the Gods. When you meet Jiang Taichu, you have to think about it!
...
Three hours have passed since the battle, Banana Club.
The first time after the rain was sunny, the banana leaves were scattered by the strong wind and rain, but after being nourished by the rain, more greenness appeared stubbornly, making them look greener and full of vitality.
The broken branches of pine and cypress fall into the water, exuding a slightly spicy and refreshing smell.
The bright yellow sunset shines through the paper-paste windows, leaving a gentle light on the coffee table.
Xu Ruocheng, who was kneeling in front of the tea seat to make tea, his white little hands were shaking slightly.
The underground queen of Jinling was extremely nervous, and her smooth tea ceremony could not be achieved at all.
"This tea is Mengding Huangya, picked from the royal mother tea tree used by the Qing Dynasty on Mengding Mountain in Xichuan. The annual output is only ten kilograms. I beg the owner of the tea garden and ask my grandpa to sue my grandma before I ask for my coming.
One pound. Three of you come and taste it, haha, taste it..."
Xu Zhenlei was sitting aside, feeling uneasy, and his hands and feet were not in a place to put them, and his smile was stiff.
No wonder they are nervous, just because the three people who are drinking tea are the two top giants in Chinese martial arts.
Jiang Taichu and Ye Zhantian.
Next to it, Mrs. Jiang, a peerless strong man who can be called a hero among women.
Ye Zhantian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and chuckled: "Jiang Tian, do you know what the consequences of killing Qiao Bin?"
"What consequences?" Jiang Tian asked calmly with a smile.
Ye Zhantian's face was solemn, and he said with concern: "Qiao Bin is one of the three giants of the Russian Winter Soldier Organization. He has a high prestige and many disciples and fans. He has promoted the integration of the Caucasus Shamanism, the wolf clan and the military.
, There are many friends in the entire Russian world of strong men. Once he dies, it can be said that the Winter Soldiers and even the entire Russian army will be shocked. If nothing unexpected happens, you are already on the Winter Soldiers' list of the Winter Soldiers!"
“So what?”
Jiang Tian's face was calm and he sneered: "At worst, I can wash Jinling and come again!"