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Chapter 41 The role of the great monument bearer

"This is impossible!"

Chi Gai's body reorganized in the distance, shouted these words, and then his mind trembled suddenly, staring at Ji Wuxian: "Are you... Ji Wuxian?!"

"Guess right, but no reward."

Ji Wuxian said softly, raised his head and glanced at the imitation map in the sky, then relied on the Secret Art to directly grasp the imitation map and seize the trophy.

This imitation can also be called the king among the holy weapons. As the king of holy weapons, it is not bad to keep it in your pocket as an inventory.

"boom!"

At that moment, Ji Wuxian controlled the imitation diagram and violently suppressed Chi Gai. Nine-colored rays of light emerged, instantly crushing Chi Gai into a pool of blood and mud, and he could no longer die.

There are towering mountains in the distance.

When the isolation formation here was destroyed by Ji Wuxian, they noticed something unusual and quickly came to watch the battle.

Seeing Ji Wuxian forcefully kill Chi Gai, they were horrified.

"He is worthy of being the No. 1 in the Eastern Wasteland. Although he has been in seclusion for 80 years and still has not broken through to the saint level, among the Dao-killing kings, Ji Wuxian can be said to be an invincible existence at the same level."

"Yes, it is true that ordinary geniuses can compete with Wu Shi's peerless genius, but Xia Longyin is already a saint. No matter how strong Ji Wuxian is, he can't beat a saint, right?"

"It's no nonsense, he definitely can't beat him! Just because he killed Jiuli Prince Chi Gai, Liang Zi has already taken over. Even if Ji Wuxian escapes today, he will still be hunted down by the Jiuli Dynasty."

"But Xia Long and the others killed Ji Zifeng and the others first. Alas, Zhongzhou and Donghuang will be in trouble again."

Some people are worried and some are worried, but most people choose to watch the show.

There is no airtight wall in the world, and everything that happens in the secret realm will naturally be spread out.

But who is right and who is wrong will naturally be decided by the person with the biggest fist.

Ji Wuxian looked at the smell of blood and mud on the ground, and struck out with his large-scale stele hand. Dozens of huge void monuments fell from the sky, hitting the ground until there was no trace of blood and mud left.

When everyone watching the battle from a distance saw this scene, you looked at me and I looked at you, and couldn't help but take a breath.

The master of the monument used it to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces, it was so cruel!
"It smells much better now."

Ji Wuxian sniffed and stood in the void and glanced at the man in black robe who was fighting with Jiang Taichu.

When he heard that the other party was called Gu Feng and that he was from the Gu Hua Dynasty, Ji Wuxian's expression became strange.

According to rumors in the original work, it is said that the founder of the Guhua Dynasty was the second incarnation of Emperor Hengyu, but it is not clear whether this is true.

There was a furnace emitting golden red light suspended in front of Jiang Taichu. The surface of the furnace was engraved with ancient characters, which was mysterious and mysterious. It emitted a peerless bright light and was constantly casting spells to compete with Gu Hua's dark red furnace.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

There was a harsh roar as the magic light of the two furnaces was delivered, and the murderous light appeared, causing the color of the world to change. The violent wind blew up and set off boundless waves, destroying several surrounding mountain peaks to pieces.

As one after another divine light soared into the sky, Gu Feng, who gritted his teeth and persisted, stared at Jiang Taichu:
"Jiang Taichu, you dare to go against this prince because of your ambition. Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"

Jiang Taichu raised his eyes. Although they were all the Dao-killing kings, as the top genius of the East Wasteland, he was not as good as Ji Wuxian and Wu Shi.

But not just any cat or dog can touch me.

He chuckled, his magic power surged, and the golden-red holy weapon furnace in front of him emitted a divine light.

"break."

Jiang Taichu whispered a word, and the divine light instantly swayed away with terrifying power.

Gu Feng secretly yelled "No", and retreated violently, seeing that the divine light full of murderous intent was about to attack him.

"Jiang Taichu, you passed!"

The gloomy words resounded in the world, just when Xia Long slashed out his sword with a sword and was about to swallow the opponent's divine light.This sword light was suddenly struck by a more violent black light, which was destroyed in an instant.

"Xia Xiaochong, I seem to have heard what you said somewhere."

Ji Wuxian landed next to Jiang Taichu and patted his shoulder, then looked at Xia Long with a half-smiling expression.

“Ji Wuxian!!”

Xia Long's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Ji Wuxian.

I don't know why, even though I am already a saint, I always feel a little withdrawn when facing Ji Wuxian, and I have the urge to withdraw immediately.

But there were so many trialists watching the battle on the distant mountain peaks. If Xia Long just turned around and ran away, he would be totally embarrassed to see anyone in Zhongzhou from now on.

When the two were fighting each other, Gu Feng saw something was wrong and ran away like a mad dog, turning into a stream of light and fleeing towards the exit of the secret realm.

Ji Wuxian flicked his finger, and a black dragon claw popped out of the void crack in the sky and instantly grabbed Gu Feng.

Immediately, he threw out the imitation and headed towards Gufeng Suppression. The power from the King of Saint Soldiers was enough to cut off the mountains and rivers and turn this place into nothingness.

"No, no! Brother Tianlong, save me!!"

Gu Feng looked horrified, but found that he could not struggle out of the black dragon claws.

When the imitation diagram suppressed him, his body crashed directly through dozens of mountains and rocks flew into the air.

And on his fearful face, the imitation was like a huge net that left no gaps, covering him directly.

"boom!"

The earth shook, the mountains collapsed, and the place suppressed by the imitation diagram turned into a real land of nothingness.

Immediately, Ji Wuxian threw out his large-scale monument hand again, and hundreds of void sacred monuments bombarded the place where the ancient wind turned into blood mist, eliminating all the chaotic bloody smell in the air.

"so horrible!"

The spectators looked at the huge bottomless hole, swallowed subconsciously, and shrank their necks in fear.

But what they were more curious about was whether Ji Wuxian's cultivation level was that of a Dao-killing king, or whether he had already broken through to a saint.

"I didn't expect Chi Gai's Jiuli imitation to be even more powerful in Ji Wuxian's hands. Is it possible that Ji Wuxian is already a saint?" someone asked doubtfully.

Everyone shook their heads because they did not feel the terrifying presence of holy power in Ji Wuxian's aura.

"Whether he is a saint or not will be known until they have a fight."

Someone explained this, and then their eyes fell on Ji Wuxian and Xia Long, who were about to fight in the distance.

Ji Wuxian withdrew his gaze calmly: "Killing my people is not a pity."

Immediately afterwards, the sharp eyes seemed to turn into a supreme sharp blade, and he looked at Xia Long: "Xia Long, kneel down!"

"It seems that stepping on your face in the ancient battlefield of Yaochi 80 years ago didn't make you remember, but today I completely killed you."

As soon as this statement came out, some people watching the battle were in an uproar.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. How could Tianlong, the most outstanding genius in Zhongzhou, have been stepped on and humiliated by Ji Wuxian?"

"Tch, of course you don't know. Daxia Dynasty teamed up with other dynasties to block the news, but it spread in other places. I still remember Xia Long's crying appearance at that time."

There is a genius from Donghuang who disdains to refute.

Xia Long almost knelt down subconsciously due to the scolding just now, but fortunately he calmed down.

Anger rose sharply, and he stared at Ji Wuxian with a smile: "Okay! Very good!"

(End of this chapter)