5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 57 Masked Legion
Steve fell to the ground, smashing the solid concrete into a shallow pit, his face full of horror and shock.

How can it be!

He looked up at Jiangling by the window of the building, his pupils constricted violently.

After drinking the potion, he had the fighting strength of the alchemy stage, but his arm was broken by a punch, and he was even sent flying.

Could it be that that person is really in the middle stage of alchemy?
Steve couldn't help swallowing his saliva, the difference in strength between the mid-stage and early stage of alchemy is too big!
As soon as he thought of this, the window of the building was shattered, and it was Jiang Ling who jumped out of the window and chased him down.

"Grass!"

Steve gritted his teeth and wanted to dodge, but Jiang Ling's speed was too fast, he reached the ground in an instant, and stomped heavily on Steve with a "boom", leaving dense cracks in his body.

"Ah!" He roared in pain, his bones were almost broken.

"You killed Dragon Soul, right?" Jiang Ling stood on his chest.

"I killed it, so what, don't think you are invincible, I have powerful support behind me."

With a ferocious expression on his face, Steve yelled at Jiang Ling.

"is it?"

Jiang Ling's tone was cold, and he punched him in the face, smashing his entire head into the ground.

"Ah." The screams continued.

"boom."

With a solemn expression, Jiang Ling punched down again, shaking the ground nearby.

At the beginning, Steve could still scream and struggle a few times, but in the end he could only be beaten, and gradually lost his strength, his hands were dangling limply.

Even so, he didn't die, it was Jiang Ling who deliberately showed mercy, just to vent his anger.

He killed Dragon Soul, Jiang Ling would not let him die so easily.

After more than a dozen punches, Steve's head was deformed, and the blood dyed Jiang Ling's fist red. The ground centered on Steve, and there were dense cracks in all directions.

"It's almost done, go and apologize to Xiaolong."

Jiang Ling's fingers radiated high temperature, and one finger pierced his forehead.

But at this moment, Steve jumped up like a flash of light, a bloody mist erupted all over his body, his speed soared, and he disappeared from Jiang Ling's sight in an instant.

Jiang Ling stared at the blood shadow and fled, but did not chase after him, because the last finger had already wounded his soul, and he was bound to die.

After he looked away, he found that many people had gathered around, all holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of the scene, and Jiang Ling was also photographed.

But he didn't care, since he was wearing a mask anyway, so no one knew what he looked like.

In order not to cause a stir, Jiang Ling quickly left the scene.

Only 10 minutes later, word spread on the Internet that the God of Mercenaries of the World took action, destroyed the Legion of the Cross, and then drifted away.

Some people took pictures and there were many videos.

The image of the figure wearing the mask of the Monkey King spread all over the Internet, and even spread to the dark web, shocking the world.

The forums on the dark web were paralyzed for a few minutes, and countless posts were discussing the god of mercenaries.

But they don't know anything about Jiang Ling, they only know one thing: that god is back!

The corpses lined up on the wall of the unfinished building shocked countless people.

Those terrorists clamoring for an invasion in the dark web were silent in unison.

……

The outside world has spread widely, and there are various versions of the story, but the person involved, Jiang Ling, has already taken off his mask and returned home.

Liu Qingyang, who was wearing a military uniform, was waiting at the door. When he saw Jiang Ling, he immediately hugged him.

"Teacher, the younger brother has to avenge his vengeance."

There are a lot of old men who are usually as majestic as a mountain, but in front of Jiang Ling they look like children who haven't grown up.

"I don't know your teacher." Jiang Ling smiled at him.

Liu Qingyang was stunned for a while, then smiled knowingly: "I understand what you mean, teacher."

Both he and Long Hun thought that Jiang Ling was dead long ago, and they didn't expect to see each other again.

Now his vision is also very high, seeing that Jiang Ling is as young as ever, he also guessed that he might be an expert in the world.

The teacher's refusal to admit his identity must have his own reasons. For him, seeing the teacher again after 70 years is enough.

"By the way, we are going to bury Junior Brother Dragon Soul in the afternoon, are you coming, teacher?"

Dragon Soul's death is too tragic, and keeping his body will only make people more sad, it is better to let him rest in peace as soon as possible.

Jiang Ling shook his head lightly: "Your teacher won't go, but I will go to see the hero in my own name."

Liu Qingyang nodded repeatedly, told him the place of burial and left.

Since the burial was going to be in the afternoon, there was no need for Jiang Ling to go to school, and he would go directly to the burial place after a short break.

……

At this time, in a dimly lit hall, Steve, whose body was broken and seriously injured, was kneeling on the ground with a face full of horror.

"Master Jack, please help me, my soul is damaged and I can't hold it anymore."

Steve knelt on the ground without dignity, kowtowing.

Sitting on the chair in front of him was a figure in a black robe that covered his face.

"Okay, get up, it's still useful for you, so I'll help you once."

As he said that, the man took out a black pill and handed it to him: "This is an elixir, after taking it, it can restore soul injuries."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!" Steve took the pill in ecstasy and took it to stabilize his soul injury, but he was basically a useless person.

"Who did it?" The black figure's voice was hoarse.

"It's a mercenary who has disappeared for decades, and has the strength in the middle stage of alchemy."

"It's not bad for a mercenary to cultivate to the middle stage of alchemy."

Steve knelt on the ground and dared not speak.

After a while, a hoarse voice sounded: "I heard that this afternoon is the funeral of Dragon Soul, hehe, interesting."

……

Dragon Soul's funeral was arranged outside a forest in the suburbs, where the environment was beautiful and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

There were a lot of people at the funeral, and many of them spontaneously came to funeral Dragon Soul.

Only after Monkey King destroyed the Legion of the Cross did the officials dare to disclose the news of Dragon Soul's defeat and death.

Once the news was announced, there was a lot of mourning on the Internet. They only knew that Dragon Soul was defeated, but they didn't know that they died on the spot.

At the funeral, people who spontaneously came to see him off formed a long queue, watching quietly from a distance.

General Liu Qingyang of the military region presided over the funeral in person, and Long Hun's son and wife slowly entered the venue with the coffin in hand.

Jiang Ling quietly came to the scene, stood below and watched quietly.

Xiaolong doesn't like cremation, both Jiang Ling and senior brother Liu Qingyang know this, so Liu Qingyang deliberately buried him here.

The coffin was buried in the ground, Longhun's wife and children were crying, and the atmosphere of sadness permeated.

However, at this moment, a stern voice sounded out of thin air: "It's just a loser, death is not a pity."

As soon as the words fell, a large group of people with live ammunition and heavy breathing surrounded them from all directions, and surrounded all the people attending the funeral.

This time there are more people, and everyone's strength is not weak, unlike the Crusaders, there are only a few masters, and the rest are ordinary people.

The people attending the funeral screamed and the scene fell into chaos.

"who are you!"

Liu Qingyang's face was ugly.

"You are not worthy to know my name." The man in black robe stood on a high place, looking down with disdain.

Steve walked out from behind him with a sneer: "Haha, I didn't expect that, I'm still alive."

He laughed wantonly: "Let's see who can save you this time, not to mention that Monkey King is not there, even if he is present, you have to kneel down and beg for mercy."

While speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the man in black robe beside him.

This existence is the capital for him to be reckless and arrogant.

"Damn it, I'm really looking forward to seeing Monkey King, that trash!"

Steve looked cold.

Liu Qingyang's face was ugly. He didn't expect that the funeral would be destroyed, so he didn't bring many people.

In such a short time, the people he brought were killed by these foreign militants.

"Damn it!" He clenched his fists angrily, glanced at the crowd, and didn't see Jiang Ling, so he felt desperate.

These people are obviously here to seek revenge, and it is estimated that not many people at the scene will survive.

"You killed Dad?"

Suddenly, an inappropriate and childish voice appeared in the crowd, it was the son of Dragon Soul.

He stared at Steve coldly, as if he was going to eat him raw.

"It's me, what's the matter, kid." Steve smiled disdainfully.

"I kill you!"

The boy snarled and charged, and was kicked by Steve.

"Little kid." Steve put his foot on the boy and smiled grimly.

This feeling of revenge is really cool!
"Where is Monkey King? Let him get out. If he doesn't come out, I will kill everyone here."

The man in black had a hoarse voice, and his words were full of murderous intent.

"Don't even think about it." Liu Qingyang glared at each other angrily. "Okay, since you don't cooperate, let's kill them all."

With an order, the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the people at the scene, and at the same time Steve took out a pistol and put it on the boy's head.

"Kill it." The black-robed man's voice was cold.

However, at this moment, a burst of dense footsteps suddenly sounded, from far to near.

"Who's here?" Everyone at the scene looked up.

I saw people wearing metal masks coming from all corners, and instantly surrounded the foreign mercenaries.

Some of those masks are Guan Yu, some are Pangu, and some are Lu Bu. Each mask has a different image, but the eyes hidden behind the mask all contain cold and murderous aura.

The invisible coercion erupted suddenly, swept the audience, and raised a strong wind.

"This, this is!"

Steve's face changed wildly, his lips trembling in fright.

"It's the strongest mercenary group ever, the Masked Legion, the Masked Legion of Monkey King!"

"Didn't they disband a long time ago! Why did they still appear after 70 years, the Masked Legion, my God!"

(End of this chapter)