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Chapter 1946 Outer Sect Disciple

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    Although Ji Wufeng's cultivation level has not yet recovered, but after all, he used to be an immortal king, how can a mere maid be able to resist the majesty that is deep in his bones?

    boom!

    Ji Wufeng kicked it out, and the maid flew out horizontally, and the long whip in his hand fell off. As soon as Ji Wufeng grasped it in his hand, he pulled it out in the air, directly wrapped around the maid's neck, and pulled it hard.

    boom!

    The maid was pulled from the air and fell, smashing the floor to pieces, her mouth bloodshot.

    "Presumptuous!"

    Four figures flew over quickly, and they were four cultivators of the consecration period.

    Ji Wufeng focused his eyes, stomped his foot on the ground, and shouted: "Get out of here!"

    Boom!

    The powerful and incomparable vigor rushed away from the bottom of the feet, and the expressions of the four figures immediately changed drastically, and they retreated violently, looking like a ghost.

    Because Ji Wufeng's cultivation is only at the foundation building stage, he can see through it at a glance, but his combat power is surprisingly terrifying, too weird.

    Ji Wufeng felt a restlessness in the spiritual consciousness of the fusion stage master hidden in the dark, but then calmed down again.

    Ji Wufeng snorted coldly, twisted the whip wrapped around the maid's neck and walked forward like a dead dog, and said coldly: "Let Ling Zijing get out!"

    The door of the living room opened, and a young woman in a green shirt strode out. She was tall and slender, her face was so delicate that there were almost no flaws, and she had a cool demeanor, even the so-called ice goddess on the earth could not compare with her  .

    This is a cultivator. When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one's physique will gradually approach perfection.

    It is not difficult to guess that this young woman is Ling Zijing, and her cultivation has reached the late stage of consecration, and she is only one step away from reaching the fusion stage.

    Ji Wufeng observed her at the age of not more than fifty years old, which is considered a leader in the cultivation world.

    However, there was hostility in her eyes. From the cruel way her maid treated Wu Xiufen, it could be seen that Ling Zijing must be a ruthless person.

    And beside Ling Zijing stood a beautiful woman, although she hadn't seen her for many years, Ji Wufeng still recognized her at a glance.

    Li Xinzhi!

    When they were very young, the two were childhood sweethearts, but when they grew up, Li Xinzhi became unruly and willful, worshiping money meanly.

    However, with the fusion of the family and the subsequent blows, Li Xinzhi was completely enlightened, but also with Ji Wufeng's continuous rise to strength, she became particularly inferior, and even deliberately avoided Ji Wufeng.

    Now Li Xinzhi is no longer the ignorant girl she was back then, but a delicate and beautiful mature woman.

    However, Li Xinzhi's current appearance made Ji Wufeng feel sore.

    Li Xinzhi bent her body, with fear in her eyes, and the maid's costume on her body made her look extraordinarily humble.

    With a thin body and clearly visible scars on her wrists, Ji Wufeng could guess that she, like Wu Xiufen, lived a life of darkness.

    Ling Zijing looked coldly, and said: "I don't know the name of this man, Gao, why did you fight in my mansion?"

    Ji Wufeng pointed to Wu Xiufen and said, "I want to take her away."

    Ling Zijing looked at Wu Xiufen, smiled contemptuously and said, "It's just a lowly slave, it's not worth mentioning, if you like it, just take it away."

    "There's still her!" Ji Wufeng pointed at Li Xinzhi again.

    Li Xinzhi's body trembled slightly, she raised her head and looked at Ji Wufeng, carefully sizing up the person who was going to take her away with her blank eyes.

    Suddenly, a gleam of light burst out of her already cloudy eyes, and she couldn't help trembling.

    It's himhow could it be him?

    Wu Xiufen failed to recognize Ji Wufeng, but Li Xinzhi was very familiar with him. Ji Wufeng's body was at most twelve or thirteen years old, and that age was when they often played together.

    But immediately, the light in Li Xinzhi's eyes disappeared again, and she shook her head in despair.

    how can that be possible?

    He is dead, has been dead for five years, this person is still a child, just looks like him, it can never be him!

    Ling Zijing turned her head to look at Li Xinzhi, and said with a sneer: "I didn't expect my dear brother to have this hobby. Do you like mother and daughter sleeping together?"

    She stretched out her hand violently, and grabbed Li Xinzhi's hair. Li Xinzhi trembled from the pain, but she resisted not daring to gnaw.

    Ling Zijing threw Li Xinzhi to Ji Wufeng, and said: "Two lowly slaves, since my dear friend likes it, I will give it to my dear friend as a gift."

    Hearing Ling Zijing talking about a lowly slave, Ji Wufeng looked murderous, butNot wanting to cause trouble, she took Li Xinzhi and her daughter to prepare to leave.

    "Brother, please stay behind!"

    Ling Zijing suddenly said loudly: "I haven't asked my brother Gao's name, so I don't know where he is in the Immortal King Palace?"

    Ji Wufeng said: "I'm Wufeng!"

    Ling Zijing lowered her head and pondered for a while, at this moment, there was a surge in the air, a thin middle-aged man blocked Ji Wufeng's footsteps, it was the fusion stage master who had been hiding in the dark.

    The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, no disciples from the Palace of Immortal Kings have come to Earth recently!"

    Ling Zijing is notoriously domineering in the realm of comprehension. It is absolutely impossible for someone to break into her residence, hurt her maid, and forcibly take her maid away.

    However, Ji Wufeng was let go today because there is only one reason, that is, he is afraid of the Palace of Immortal Kings.

    The Palace of Immortal Kings was born out of nowhere, and all the major sects shunned her. How can she be provoked by a little Ling Zijing?

    However, the disciples of the Immortal King Palace are also divided into three, six or nine grades. The beginner disciples naturally have a certain status and can also receive the protection of the Immortal King Palace.

    As for the outer disciples, before being promoted to the entry disciples, they are just servants, and they do not get the attention of the Immortal King Palace at all.

    In Ling Zijing's capacity, killing an outer disciple under reasonable circumstances was not enough to arouse the anger of the Immortal King Hall.

    The Palace of the Immortal King has attracted much attention. If any disciples come to the earth, it will definitely attract the attention of all parties.

    However, there has been no news of the entry disciples from the Immortal King Palace coming here recently, so it can be concluded that Ji Wufeng is just a mere outer disciple.

    After confirming Ji Wufeng's identity, the maid who was still lying on the ground like a dead dog suddenly jumped up and screamed: "Miss, this bastard dared to hurt me, kill him quickly!"

    Ling Zijing's gaze became gloomy and cold, and she said with a smile: "This man came to my mansion for no reason and injured my maid, should I give an explanation for this matter?"

    Ji Wufeng said indifferently: "What do you want?"

    Ling Zijing sneered and said, "Since my dear friend is from the Palace of Immortal Kings, I naturally won't do anything to you. As long as my dear brother kneels down and kowtows like my maid to admit his mistake, he can leave on his own!"

    As soon as these words came out, all the people present at the Lingyuan Sect sneered.

    Ling Zijing is really vicious and insidious enough, let Ji Wufeng kneel and kowtow, but not kill him, not only to save face, but also not to offend the Immortal King Palace.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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