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Chapter 42: What does the clone stab me have to do with Ji Wuxian?
"Ji Wuxian, in the battle at Yaochi 80 years ago, I was careless and allowed you to gain the upper hand. Today I will let you see my true strength."

Xia Long stared at Ji Wuxian. He didn't mean it for Ji Wuxian to hear, but for the people watching around him to let them know that he didn't use his full strength 80 years ago.

Ji Wuxian laughed in amusement, and Jiang Taichu nodded and immediately left the battlefield.

The battle of the Saint is not something that I, the Dao-killing King, can watch from close range.

But this Xia Long's shamelessness has simply reached a new high.

Jiang Taichu retreated to a distant mountain peak, his white clothes fluttering and dragging the stove with one hand. He was also curious about how many moves Ji Wuxian could take down the opponent.

Xia Long circulated the Taihuang Sutra, and the imperial dragon energy instantly filled the sky to form nine dragons. He waved the Emperor Luo Sword in his hand, and the imperial dragon energy wrapped in sharp sword intent pointed directly at the sky, almost shattering the heaven and earth in this secret realm.

At that moment, the faces of the geniuses who were watching the battle from a distance all changed, and they all retreated again. They gathered together and used their magic weapons to resist the terrifying pressure from the saint.

"Ji Wuxian, a saint cannot be insulted. Today I will let you see the gulf between a saint and a Dao-killing King."

The next second, the sword intent formed by endless golden light slashed towards Ji Wuxian.

Ji Wuxian looked calm, without any fluctuations in his eyes.

"bluff."

If Xia Long Xiu had the complete version of the Emperor's Sutra, Ji Wuxian might have used half of his strength to deal with this battle, but it was a pity that the other party had repaired the fragments.

The endless golden light sword intent was slashing towards Ji Wuxian. The golden light dispersed the dazzling light and swallowed him up instantly.

When everyone saw this scene, everyone became stunned.

"No way! Ji Wuxian, the first genius of the East Wasteland, can't even survive a single move?"

"An ant is inferior to a saint. This is not just talk. Even if the opponent is the King of Killing Dao, if the saint wants to kill him, even a drop of blood will be enough to destroy him." Someone sighed and shook his head.

When Xia Long saw that Ji Wuxian was killed by him like this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Ji Wuxian, you are not afraid of the defeated genius. It is too easy for you to let you die like this."

Jiang Taichu showed the same disbelief, but when he suddenly turned his head, he found that Ji Wuxian had been sitting next to him at some point.

"you"

This sudden scene startled Jiang Taichu: "Brother Wuxian, what's going on with you?"

"He's only at the third level of a saint. I'm too lazy to fight him." Ji Wuxian said softly.

Jiang Taichu was filled with doubts. Aren't the third level saints also saints?

But suddenly there was a huge roar of turbulent airflow coming from the direction of the battlefield.

The endless golden sword intent was dispersed by an unrivaled force.

A young man wearing a strange dark gold armor exuded a powerful offensive aura that seemed to make the whole world tremble.

This is a saint!
Jiang Taichu looked at the young man wearing dark gold armor in the distance, and then looked back at Ji Wuxian beside him. The two of them were different except for their clothes.

The young man wearing dark gold armor is Ji Wuxian's face.

"Brother Wuxian, is this your secret clone?"

Ji Wuxian nodded, then looked at Jiuzi Mi Dao Shen: "Just watch the show."

Jiang Taichu didn't ask any more questions. After all, this was someone else's secret method, and it would definitely not be possible to get to the bottom of it.

When Xia Long saw that Ji Wuxian was not killed by one of his moves, his expression changed slightly.

He looked at Ji Zi Mi Dao Shen, who was smiling at him but not smiling, and always felt that he was being played by the other party.

This reminded him of the scene of the battle in Yaochi.

“Ji Wuxian, you deserve to die!!”

Xia Long roared angrily and held the Emperor Luo Sword to kill Junzi Mi Dao Body.

"Boom!"

The two of them struck in the air, causing huge destructive power that caused the surrounding visible peaks to explode.

The genius who was watching the battle in the secret realm could only retreat further, otherwise he would be affected by the saint's power and die unjustly.

The two rays of light, black and gold, were fighting fiercely together. The figures disappeared and intertwined. Except for the King of Dao Zhan, who could barely see clearly, those powerful geniuses were unable to capture them at all. "Ji Wuxian, go to hell!"

Between the criss-crossing of light and shadow, the roar of the summer dragon could be heard.

The Emperor Luo Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a long scarlet sword. The sword exuded a bloodthirsty and demonic light, which seemed to be breathtaking. The strange aura it exuded made people feel faintly disgusted.

"Huh?" Ji Wuxian, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw this scene and instantly realized that something was wrong with the sword, and the aura it gave off was actually somewhat evil.

Xia Long looked at the long sword that turned scarlet in his hand, as if his mind was affected by the breath of the long sword, and the original gloom in his eyes was replaced by madness.

"Blood cuts into the void!"

The scarlet sword light shot out of the air, instantly shattering the void in the secret realm, and the violent and bloodthirsty red sword light slashed towards the secret body of Jie Zi.

The Secret Dao Body of Jiuzi cast its own secret method instantly, instantly increasing its combat power tenfold.

A powerful aura emerged from his body, and the black dragon gun appeared silently in his hand.

The gunfire swept away and soared into the sky.

The black spear light shot out horizontally and turned into a roaring black dragon, swallowing up the red sword light in the sky with an unrivaled ultimate attack.

Not only that, after breaking through the opponent's attack, Jiuzi Secret Dao appeared calmly behind Xia Longyin.

A palm smashed the vision light behind him, and then the black dragon spear pierced the opponent's chest from the back.

"Puff one by one"

Xia Long spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

He glared back and looked at the mysterious figure behind him who had a joking look on his face, and immediately stepped away: "Ji Wuxian, when did you break through to the saint realm!"

"You trash can break through, why can't I?"

Jiezi Mi Dao bared his teeth and showed a wicked smile. He turned his gun and struck Xia Long in the face with a fierce blow.

Xia Long's figure fell rapidly in the sky, and he felt that his face was beaten to pieces by the other party. Although the injury was not serious, he felt that he was being humiliated by the other party.

As he roared forward with his sword in hand, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

That abominable Ji Zi Mi Dao Shen was looking up at him with a cruel smile, and then
The black dragon gun stabbed directly into his lower body.

"what!!"

"Ji Wuxian! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!!"

A dignified saint was actually stabbed in the private parts. This kind of humiliation was no less than having someone step on his face.

Xia Long has completely lost his mind and turned into a violent madman.

Jiuzi Mi Dao's body was able to move with ease, and the gun tip sometimes went in and out with blood flowers. This scene was extremely humiliating and eye-catching.

Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but tighten their butts.

"After being humiliated so ruthlessly by Ji Wuxian, I suddenly realized that Xia Long is so pitiful!"

"Poor ass! Ji Wuxian and Wu Shi don't dare to call themselves 'emperors'. This arrogant Xia Long dares to call himself Dragon Emperor. He deserves this end."

Someone immediately refuted.

"Brother Wuxian, ah..." Jiang Taichu looked sideways at Ji Wuxian.

"What the clone stabbed has nothing to do with me, Ji Wuxian."

Ji Wuxian smiled calmly.

"stop!"

A loud shout came, causing the heaven and earth to shake and causing rocks to roll.

(End of this chapter)