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Chapter 39: Reward you with a big slap in the void
Ji Wuxian pointed to other entrances to the secret realm: "Then why can you enter through other entrances but not here?"

"Different entrances lead to different secret realms. The secret realm I guard is more dangerous and special. It can only be opened once a month." The old man in gray robe explained in a deep voice, with impatience in his voice.

When Jiang Taichu was about to speak, Ji Wuxian raised his hand to signal, and then noticed that the Emperor's Sutra was secretly operating in the old man's body, and asked doubtfully: "You seem to know me?"

"Ji Wuxian, 80 years ago, he was a peerless talent in the Eastern Barren with no beginning, but the defeated genius is not mediocre." The old man's sharp eyes showed no sign of weakness, and he chewed the words '80 years ago' very hard. Heavy.

Obviously, he had recognized Ji Wuxian a long time ago, so he was confident.

"slap one by one"

Ji Wuxian immediately slapped the opponent and knocked him away.

The gray-robed old man's eyes widened. He felt that the energy and blood in his body were shaking out of his control, and his eyes were filled with horror.

He is a truly peerless power, and he is only one step away from becoming the Dao-killing King. Even though Ji Wuxian has the cultivation of the Dao-Slaying King, it is impossible for him to be unable to resist with just one slap.

"Ji Wuxian!"

After the old man stood up, he covered his swollen face and roared angrily. The slap just now almost shattered his Sendai.

The fierce man who can compete with Wu Shi's name really cannot be judged by common sense.

"Although you and Wu Shi are the two most proud people in the world, 80 years have passed and you are still in the realm of the Dao-killing King, while Xia Long is already a true saint. You have been defeated. Do you understand?"

When the people around heard the roar of the gray-robed old man, they looked at the handsome young man in black clothes with astonishment.

"It turns out that he is Ji Wuxian, the peerless genius of the Eastern Wasteland!"

"Do you think he has become a saint after spending 80 years in seclusion?"

"It's definitely not the case. The news has already been spread in Donghuang. He is still the Dao-Slaying King."

"That's boring. Xia Long, as my unparalleled genius in Zhongzhou, is now a saint. Even Ji Tianming was defeated by the Dragon Emperor, not to mention Ji Wuxian who has not yet broken through to become a saint."

Although Ji Wuxian is recognized as the number one genius in the Eastern Wasteland, the geniuses in Zhongzhou are not too afraid of him.

Although they have heard of his name, few people have seen him in person.

Among them, a few talented people from Donghuang recognized Ji Wuxian, and they all looked excited.

Although the three major forces in Zhongzhou openly ran against the Ji family's geniuses, these geniuses who came from the Eastern Wilderness also suffered from a hint of association secretly.

"Great, Ji Wuxian finally came to Qishi Mansion, now that bastard Xia Long is dead."

"How can we, the geniuses of Donghuang, be despised by the genius of Zhongzhou? We must unite."

"Yes, we must unite."

Weak voices were shouting in every corner. They were fed up with being oppressed. If they hadn't thought of cultivating in Qishi Mansion, they, the geniuses of the Eastern Wilderness, would have left long ago.

However, the news about Ji Wuxian's arrival at Qishi Mansion spread quickly.

The geniuses from the Western Desert, Nanling, and Northern Territory looked on calmly, with the attitude of watching a good show.

Because they know that whether it is Qishi Mansion or Zhongzhou, it is probably going to be lively now.

"Am I defeated?" Ji Wuxian looked at Jiang Taichu, who shook his head and then showed a charming smile: "I don't know, but you can tell them with actions."

Ji Wuxian raised the corner of his mouth, and his spiritual consciousness directly entered the old man's immortal platform and scanned his memory.

The old man was shocked when he saw the secret realm door in front of him suddenly opened, which made him panic inside and his eyes were full of fear.

"You." The old man looked at Ji Wuxian with fear on his face, and before he could finish his words, he was kicked into the secret realm by Ji Wuxian.

"Brother Taichu, do you want to go in and watch the show together?" Ji Wuxian turned around. For this kind of 'good thing', he must be brought in.

Jiang Taichu came to this Qishi Mansion to study, and the representative behind him is also the Jiang family of the imperial family. There must be an admission fee to watch a good show, right?
He had just forcefully scanned the old man's memory and discovered a secret about Xia Long's breakthrough to the Saint.

"Since it's Brother Wuxian who invites you, then I'd rather be respectful than obey."

After the two entered the secret realm, the outside of the secret realm immediately closed again.

"Ji Wuxian, what do you want to do by dragging me in? Do you dare to kill me?" the old man said angrily.

Ji Wuxian grinned: "Congratulations, you guessed it right. I'll reward you with a big slap in the air."

pop one by one
There was a dull sound, and a palm print fell from the void, turning it into ashes.

Jiang Taichu's face was calm, but his eyes were filled with surprise: "Brother Wuxian, have you broken through to the Saint?"

Ji Wuxian smiled and patted Jiang Taichu on the shoulder: "Come on, your road will not stop at the Great Sage, your future is also unlimited."

Looking at that thin and tall figure, Jiang Taichu's complicated heart suddenly became enlightened.

When he smiled the same way, a more charming and charming smile emerged.

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"Xia Long, you have gone too far to bully others. Are you really not afraid that our Ji family will settle accounts with you in the future?"

The disheveled Ji Zifeng roared angrily in the distance. His armor was broken and his body was stained with blood.

The Ji family geniuses around them were even worse. They were missing arms and legs and were lying in a pool of blood, dying.

Because Ji Tianming did not enter this secret realm, facing Xia Long in the saint realm, there was no existence they could defeat.

"Haha! Too much bullying? I didn't learn this from Ji Wuxian. Today I will not only humiliate you, but also kill you."

Xia Long Yangtian laughed wildly and came from a distance, holding an imitation that was exactly the same as the Taihuang Sword in his hand.

Although it is far inferior to the Supreme Emperor Sword, the power of this imitation is equally impressive.

This is a weapon made by Xia Long himself, called the 'Emperor's Falling Sword'.

He swung his sword, and the sword light cut off one of Ji Zifeng's arms.

Then he took a step forward, kicked him to the ground, stepped on his head, put the Diluo Sword in his hand against his neck, and said with a ferocious smile:
"Ji Zifeng, Ji Zifeng, do you know the name of the sword in my hand?"

"I named it 'Emperor's Falling Sword', which means that in the future, even the emperor can be killed by me and fall."

Ji Zifeng suddenly laughed: "Xia Long, you are too conceited. When you were stomped on and humiliated by my brother Xian, I remember your crying and begging for mercy, hahaha!!"

"Pfft!"

Xia Long swung his sword to cut off Ji Zifeng's other arm. What the other party just said clearly touched the deepest hatred in his heart.

This Ji Zifeng is only a powerful person, and the other Ji family geniuses are even more unbearable. They are not even half-step to becoming a powerful person.

"Kill them all."

Xia Long ordered in a cold voice. Humiliating a few rubbish would not release the hatred in his heart at all.

(End of this chapter)