Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

The police were waiting for the police to arrive.

A short, thin man with a body made of iron came out alone.

There is a killer!

The bodyguards woke up instantly and subconsciously drew their guns! In a flash, the thin man shouted and waved his hand. Several flying knives flew out of his hand. The flying knives seemed to have eyes. Only a few painful groans were heard. Several bodyguards either had their fingers cut off or their arteries cut off. No one stood up and all fell to the ground wailing.

"Ah!" A maid screamed in fear of the bloody scene.

At this moment, the dark and thin man in front of him had become a demon.

"Are you the Soul Eater? The hand of the Liu family buried in the dark?" The Taoist said with an unchanged expression when he saw the person in front of him.

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, go meet him and make a quick decision!" The Taoist did not stand up, his Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and he lightly told his two apprentices that he was just a warrior who could only play with flying knives, so there was no need to bother him.

"Are they worthy?" The dark and thin man smiled sinisterly, picked a handful of leaves from the jujube tree next to him, and threw them suddenly. The green leaves flew all over the sky, but they were as tough as knives. Qingfeng and Mingyue had just walked out, and they were scratched by the flying leaves that came in their faces, and blood splashed. The two covered their eyes, rolled on the ground, and wailed!

"Flying leaves and picking flowers can hurt people?"

Everyone present was pale. It was just a joke. There are really such people in the world?

Liu Mulan covered her trembling chest, feeling a little uncomfortable breathing. She had a deep hatred with the Liu family, and this time she would definitely be doomed. Thinking of this, she, who was always calm, was trembling at this moment.

"A martial artist in the realm of transformation?" The Taoist suddenly stood up and exclaimed in disbelief.

The Taoist, who was steady just now, was now horrified. The dark and thin man in front of him was actually a martial artist in the realm of transformation?

The Taoist secretly complained in his heart at this moment. He was just a great master of internal strength, barely touching the edge of the realm of transformation. Even internal strength martial artists were divided into four realms, the initial formation of internal strength, the entry into internal strength, the great completion of internal strength, and the peak of internal strength. Even if he had not yet reached the realm of transformation, he should have been the top existence in China. How could he easily meet a master of the realm of transformation?

Seeing the Taoist in such a state, Li Wenzhong's heart was gloomy. Today, he was going to fail here. This person was really too powerful. The bodyguard he hired with a lot of money was actually vulnerable.

Even though Li Wenzhong had seen life and death all his life, the scene in front of him was beyond his judgment. Is there really such a thing as peerless martial arts in the world?

"Prepare to die!" The Taoist suddenly swelled up his whole body, roared, and burst out his strongest power. His footsteps were like a swimming dragon. In just three seconds, he arrived in front of the thin man and slapped his palm towards his forehead. The momentum was like a rainbow and as fast as lightning. The thin man narrowed his eyes and threw a punch. The punch was so fast that it made a sound of piercing the air. The hands of the two people collided with each other. The thin man's face did not change, but the Taoist groaned, but did not retreat. He continued to bully himself. The two fought fast and hit each other dozens of times in an instant!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, the two staggered, and the Taoist retreated again and again, knocking down tables and chairs along the way, collapsed on the ground, and spit out blood.

"I lost." The Taoist said hoarsely, as if he admitted defeat, or as if he was talking to himself, which was in sharp contrast to his contempt for the world just now.

The thin man flicked his hand lightly, and a leaf like a blade pierced into the hamstring of Bruce Lee who had secretly escaped to the door. Then he shook his head and said to the Taoist: "You have already touched the edge of the realm of transformation, and your strength is not simple. Unfortunately, you met me!" He shook his head with a look of regret, as if he really felt sorry for the Taoist.

However, his men were not idle. The knife in his hand made countless knife flowers, and the Taoist's tendons in his hands and feet were all cut. He had no strength to fight again. The thin man stopped with satisfaction.

"Puff!" The Taoist's body was bleeding, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes gradually dimmed. He endured the pain, but he didn't scream like Bruce Lee. No matter how unwilling he was, what could he do if he was not as skilled as others?

The lean man looked at Li Wenzhong, who was trying to remain calm, and said in a gloomy voice: "The Liu family provides me with thirty chicks and tens of millions of dollars a year... They treated me as a national hero. Now that they are gone, shouldn't you, the initiator, also be gone?"

His eyes were like a wolf from the underworld, which made Li Wenzhong feel cold all over. Li Wenzhong pursed his cracked lips and said lightly: "Lord Soul Eater has the ability to see through the heavens and the earth. If you are lucky enough to become my close friend, I am willing to give you a million.

I will give you my wealth, and you can take my property on the Qinhuai River in Jinling!"

"Haha, hahahaha... Li Bancheng, you are so good, I almost fell in love with you..." The thin man sneered, and everyone was numb with laughter. He said, "If Brother Li is willing to give me your wife and daughter, I can consider protecting you for the rest of your life..." At the end, he changed the subject, and the anger in his eyes burst out, scaring Li Wenzhong to take a step back.

"What do you think? Consider it?" The thin man was like a cat that caught a mouse, slowly torturing Li Bancheng.

"You! "Li Wenzhong was furious, but Soul Eater smiled grimly, and two steel needles flew out of his hand and directly nailed into Li Wenzhong's knees. Li Wenzhong's knees seemed to be broken, and he knelt down involuntarily.

Soul Eater laughed wildly again, and his silver eyes swept over the mature Su Jingwen, Li Qingzhi who was like a frightened little rabbit, and the trembling Liu Mulan. His heart was a little hot, and he kept saying: "Li Wenzhong, I will humiliate your wife and daughter in front of you, and I will let you see with your own eyes the taste of your family being broken up... Hahahaha, hahaha..."

Li Qingzhi burst into tears and was about to run towards her father. Su Jingan pulled her daughter over and blocked her behind him. She looked pale at the thin man who was approaching step by step, and her elegant and beautiful body couldn't stop trembling...

"Don't hurt them, please! Please! You can have anything you want, whether it’s the restoration of the Liu family or my death, I will agree to any condition you ask for…” The always proud Li Wenzhong endured the pain, lowered his head in agony, and kowtowed three times on the ground, his head bleeding.

“Rip!” Su Jing’an’s clothes on her chest were pulled open, revealing a faint whiteness…

“Ah!!!!” Li Wenzhong roared angrily, crawling over…

“Hehehehehehehe…” Soul Eater liked this feeling the most, and laughed up to the sky.

…

“Take your dirty hands away, otherwise, I’ll chop them off right away!” A very calm and abrupt voice suddenly sounded in the yard.