Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

The old man was very angry, but he was very angry.

"Ah, you are wasting my precious time. My time is very valuable. It's just a fight. What's so good about it? Why doesn't your president meet us?" Park Zhongji said with some dissatisfaction.

Mai Mio was still wearing a knee-length skirt in such cold weather, revealing her snow-white and straight legs.

Hearing this, her expression changed. The president had already found a way to watch this amazing battle, so he had no time to see a small figure like him. She whispered: "Park, please be careful with your words. If someone with ulterior motives hears you, you will not be able to leave Sakura Island."

Park Joong-ki was about to speak, but suddenly froze for a moment, and then said in shock: "Is that the head of the Sanqi Group, Mr. Sanqi Justice?"

"The head of the Mitsubishi Group..."

"Sumitomo Group..."

"Yasuda Group..."

Park Joong-ki is a top star. Wherever he goes, he can cause fans to scream. He is the kind of person who is superior to others. However, today, he met the heads of the four major groups at the foot of Sakura Mountain. He was so excited that he felt like he had seen his idol.

You know, for them, this kind of chaebol is their parents who provide them with food and clothing, and they are like heaven.

In the eyes of these people, he, Park Joong-ki, is like an ant, or just a plaything.

Mai Mio nodded. Originally, she came here today to see if there was any chance to catch a rich husband. However, in this situation where everything was blocked, what other chances could there be to catch a rich husband?

"Look, that's the sixth generation leader of the Mizuguchi Group." Mai Mio said tremblingly.

The Mizuguchi Group is a terrifying existence in Sakura Island.

Today, I really saw the world. Although I could only watch from a distance, it was still very shocking!

And these big shots stood respectfully, as if waiting for someone to come.

After a long time, Princess Ikeda Koko appeared at the scene with the first swordsman of Sakura Island, Tsukahara Puzhuan!

Everyone bowed, but the swordsman smiled slightly, amiable and approachable.

The appearance of the swordsman aroused the enthusiastic shouts of the people of Sakura Island. Everyone surrounded the swordsman like the moon surrounded by stars and walked towards the top of the mountain.

When they reached the middle of the mountain, a flying sword appeared out of thin air in front of the Sword Saint. The Sword Saint did not move, but the sword floated to his feet, like a fairy, flying towards the top of Sakura Mountain, and was worshiped by thousands of people!

All the warriors, ninjas, and Yin-Yang masters who saw this scene on Sakura Island all bowed down and worshiped, and shouted that the Sword Saint would live forever!

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The real strongest people from all countries also arrived at this time.

An aristocrat wearing a Western-style aristocratic dress and a high-collared cloak with a black outer layer and a blood-red inner layer walked down from a retro car.

His nose was high and his eyes were narrow. Only the top strong people could recognize him. He was the rumored blood cultivator, the Supreme Prince of Vampires: Prince of Cappadocia.

The strength of a prince-level vampire is equivalent to the pseudo-golden elixir realm of Dragon Country.

He could come to watch the battle in person, and even the strongest sword saint of Sakura Island had to receive him with the highest etiquette.

The top leaders of Sakura Island even sent him to Sakura Mountain respectfully.

The people of Sakura Island worship the strong. They want to worship and bow to such strong people.

The one who can make Sakura Island pay equal attention is naturally the Holy See of Light and His Excellency the Pope.

Pope Alexander, with a solemn face, is next to him a handsome boy named Cesare Borgia. Although Cesare Borgia's position is not as good as the three cardinals behind the old pope, everyone knows that he is the illegitimate son of the old pope, and no one will look down on him. The three knights of the round table, leading Pegasus behind him, this combination, who can't see it without fear!

That's the Holy See of Light!

The Holy See of Light is the pinnacle of power. In the Middle Ages, the power of the Holy See of Light was even greater than that of the king.

The Dark Church!

The dark strongman of the Spear of God!

They are all waiting for Zhou Yi's arrival.

This battle is their best chance to find out Zhou Yi's trump card.

The strength of the Sakura Island Sword Saint is obvious to all. He can kill Xiao Jiulong, so killing this Yi Tian monster should be no problem. Even if he can't defeat this Yi Tian monster, it must be quite easy to exhaust 70% of his magic power.

Then, we can take the opportunity to destroy him!

There are also strong people coming from Dragon Country.

An old Taoist with a fairy-like appearance, followed by a man and a woman, the man has a thunder god face

, the woman looked good, it was the Taoist Master Shenxiao of the Shenxiao Sect who came with the Thunder God and Lightning Mother.

Of course, Zhou Yi's three evil disciples were also indispensable, and the three of them were scattered all over the place, looking for something.

On the eve of the duel, the Sakura Mountain was already crowded with people.

Many people knew each other, and they talked and discussed how the battle between the two strong men would be earth-shattering!

"Ariel!" A surprised voice stunned the Archangel Ariel.

She followed the master's order to find a place to ambush and sneak attack on the top of the Sakura Mountain, but she didn't expect to meet the Holy See of Light that she had been thinking about!

Cesare Borgia ran over in surprise and said, "Ariel, I finally found you!" He had feelings for Ariel for a long time. Since the archangel was plundered to the mysterious East, he had lost his appetite for a long time.

When Ariel looked up, she saw Cesare Borgia and the Pope's fatherly smile, but this smile made her shudder.

"It was that Yi Tian monster who abducted you, wasn't it?" Cesare Borgia gnashed his teeth.

Archangel Ariel nodded.

"Don't be afraid. Today, the Holy Light of the Church of Light will surely shine on the world and kill this dark rat!" Cesare Borgia said distressedly, trying to pull Ariel's hand, but Ariel dodged him.

"Come with me! Back to the Holy Light of the Church of Light." Cesare Borgia, the illegitimate son of the Pope, looked at the holy archangel and said expectantly.

"No, I can't go with you." Ariel thought of the heart-wrenching pain and said in fear.

"Why?" Cesare Borgia was furious, his handsome face twisted a little, "Have you fallen in love with that dragon country monster?"

He had also heard rumors that Archangel Ariel was abducted by the Dragon Country people, and he didn't know how she would be blasphemed.

"I became his servant!" Ariel lowered her noble head and whispered. The shame that had not appeared for many days appeared again.

"NO!" Cesare Borgia was going to go crazy!

The holy archangel became the slave of a dragon country monster?

"Oh, the almighty God of Light! Tell me, this is not true? You signed a lifelong contract with him?" Cesare Borgia trembled.

He prayed in his heart, don't, don't, don't sign a contract!