Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

Although Ji Wufeng's cultivation level has not yet recovered, he was once an Immortal King after all. How could the majesty that was deeply rooted in his bones be resisted by a mere maid?

boom!

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

boom!

The maid was pulled from the air and fell, smashing the floor into pieces, with blood flowing from her mouth.

"presumptuous!"

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

Ji Wufeng's eyes narrowed, he stamped his foot on the ground and shouted: "Get out of here!"

boom!

Incomparably powerful energy blasted out from under their feet, and the four figures immediately changed their expressions and retreated violently, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

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

Ji Wufeng felt that the spiritual consciousness of the fusion master hidden in the dark was agitated, but then calmed down.

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

The door of the living room opened, and a young woman in a green shirt strode out. She was tall, with a delicate face that was almost flawless, and a cold temperament that even the so-called Iceberg Goddess on Earth could not compare with. .

This is a cultivator. Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, your body 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 that she was no more than fifty years old, which was already considered a leader in the world of cultivation.

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

And standing next to Ling Zijing was a beautiful woman. Although he hadn't seen her for many years, Ji Wufeng recognized her at a glance.

Li Xinzhi!

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

However, with the fusion of the family and subsequent blows, Li Xinzhi came to a realization. However, as Ji Wufeng continued to rise to power, she became particularly inferior to Ji Wufeng, and even deliberately avoided Ji Wufeng.

Nowadays, Li Xinzhi is no longer the young girl who was ignorant of the world, but has become a delicate and beautiful mature woman.

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

Li Xinzhi bent her body, with fear in her eyes. The maid's clothes on her body made her look particularly humble.

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

Ling Zijing's eyes were cold and she said, "I wonder why this dear friend with a great surname came to fight in my mansion?"

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

Ling Zijing looked at Wu Xiufen, smiled contemptuously and said, "It's just a cheap slave, not worth mentioning. If you like me, just take him away."

"And her!" Ji Wufeng pointed at Li Xinzhi again.

Li Xinzhi trembled slightly, raised her head and looked at Ji Wufeng, her blank eyes carefully looking at the person who was going to take her away.

suddenly

Suddenly, a glimmer of light burst out from her already cloudy eyes, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

It's him...how could it be him?

Wu Xiufen failed to recognize Ji Wufeng, but Li Xinzhi was very familiar with him. Ji Wufeng was at most twelve or thirteen years old, and at that age, the two of them often played together.

But then, 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, he just looks like him, there is no way it could be him!

Ling Zijing turned to look at Li Xinzhi and sneered: "I didn't expect my dear brother to have this hobby. Would you like mother and daughter to sleep together?"

She reached out suddenly and grabbed Li Xinzhi's hair. Li Xinzhi suddenly shivered in pain, but she resisted and did not dare to say a word.

Ling Zijing threw Li Xinzhi towards Ji Wufeng and said, "They are just two cheap slaves. Since I like them, I will give them to you as a meeting gift."

Hearing that Ling Zijing was talking about a slave, Ji Wufeng showed murderous intent, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he took Li Xinzhi and his daughter to leave.

"My dear friend, please stay!"

Ling Zijing suddenly said loudly: "I haven't asked my dear friend Gao's name yet, where does he hold his position in the Immortal King's Palace?"

Ji Wufeng said: "I am Wufeng!"

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

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "As far as I know, no introductory disciples from the Immortal King Palace have come to Earth recently!"

Ling Zijing was famously arrogant and domineering in the world of cultivation. She would never tolerate someone breaking into her residence, injuring her maid, or forcibly taking her maid away.

However, today Ji Wufeng was left alone for one reason, and that was because he was afraid of the Immortal King Palace.

The Immortal King Palace suddenly appeared, and all the major sects retreated. How could she be provoked by a little spirit like her?

However, the disciples of the Immortal King Palace are also divided into three, six or nine levels. The entry-level disciples naturally have a certain status and can also receive the blessing of the Immortal King Palace.

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

As Ling Zijing, killing an outer disciple under the circumstances of Zhanli was not enough to arouse the anger of the Immortal King Palace.

The Immortal King's Palace has attracted much attention. If a disciple comes to Earth, it will definitely attract the attention of all parties.

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

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

Ling Zijing's eyes turned cold and she said with a smile: "This dear friend came to my mansion for no reason and injured my maid. I must give an explanation for this matter, right?"

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

Ling Zijing sneered and said: "Since my dear friend is from the Immortal King Palace, I will naturally not do anything to you. As long as my dear friend kneels down and kowtows to admit his mistake like my maid, you can leave on your own!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Ling Yuan Sect present had sneers on their faces.

Ling Zijing was really vicious and insidious. She made Ji Wufeng kneel down and kowtow but did not kill him. She regained her face and did not offend the Immortal King Palace. Although Ji Wufeng's cultivation level has not yet recovered, he was once an Immortal King after all. How could the majesty that was deeply rooted in his bones be resisted by a mere maid?

boom!

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

boom!

The maid was pulled from the air and fell, smashing the floor into pieces, with blood flowing from her mouth.

"presumptuous!"

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

Ji Wufeng's eyes narrowed, he stamped his foot on the ground and shouted: "Get out of here!"

boom!

Incomparably powerful energy blasted out from under their feet, and the four figures immediately changed their expressions and retreated violently, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

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

Ji Wufeng felt that the spiritual consciousness of the fusion master hidden in the dark was agitated, but then calmed down.

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

The door of the living room opened, and a young woman in a green shirt strode out. She was tall, with a delicate face that was almost flawless, and a cold temperament that even the so-called Iceberg Goddess on Earth could not compare with. .

This is a cultivator. Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, your body 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 that she was no more than fifty years old, which was already considered a leader in the world of cultivation.

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

And standing next to Ling Zijing was a beautiful woman. Although he hadn't seen her for many years, Ji Wufeng recognized her at a glance.

Li Xinzhi!

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

However, with the fusion of the family and subsequent blows, Li Xinzhi came to a realization. However, as Ji Wufeng continued to rise to power, she became particularly inferior to Ji Wufeng, and even deliberately avoided Ji Wufeng.

Nowadays, Li Xinzhi is no longer the young girl who was ignorant of the world, but has become a delicate and beautiful mature woman.

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

Li Xinzhi bent her body, with fear in her eyes. The maid's clothes on her body made her look particularly humble.

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

Ling Zijing's eyes were cold and she said, "I wonder why this dear friend with a great surname came to fight in my mansion?"

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

Ling Zijing looked at Wu Xiufen, smiled contemptuously and said, "It's just a cheap slave, not worth mentioning. If you like me, just take him away."

"And her!" Ji Wufeng pointed at Li Xinzhi again.

Li Xinzhi trembled slightly, raised her head and looked at Ji Wufeng, her blank eyes carefully looking at the person who was going to take her away.

suddenly

Suddenly, a glimmer of light burst out from her already cloudy eyes, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

It's him...how could it be him?

Wu Xiufen failed to recognize Ji Wufeng, but Li Xinzhi was very familiar with him. Ji Wufeng was at most twelve or thirteen years old, and at that age, the two of them often played together.

But then, 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, he just looks like him, there is no way it could be him!

Ling Zijing turned to look at Li Xinzhi and sneered: "I didn't expect my dear brother to have this hobby. Would you like mother and daughter to sleep together?"

She reached out suddenly and grabbed Li Xinzhi's hair. Li Xinzhi suddenly shivered in pain, but she resisted and did not dare to say a word.

Ling Zijing threw Li Xinzhi towards Ji Wufeng and said, "They are just two cheap slaves. Since I like them, I will give them to you as a meeting gift."

Hearing that Ling Zijing was talking about a slave, Ji Wufeng showed murderous intent, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he took Li Xinzhi and his daughter to leave.

"My dear friend, please stay!"

Ling Zijing suddenly said loudly: "I haven't asked my dear friend Gao's name yet, where does he hold his position in the Immortal King's Palace?"

Ji Wufeng said: "I am Wufeng!"

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

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "As far as I know, no introductory disciples from the Immortal King Palace have come to Earth recently!"

Ling Zijing was famously arrogant and domineering in the world of cultivation. She would never tolerate someone breaking into her residence, injuring her maid, or forcibly taking her maid away.

However, today Ji Wufeng was left alone for one reason, and that was because he was afraid of the Immortal King Palace.

The Immortal King Palace suddenly appeared, and all the major sects retreated. How could she be provoked by a little spirit like her?

However, the disciples of the Immortal King Palace are also divided into three, six or nine levels. The entry-level disciples naturally have a certain status and can also receive the blessing of the Immortal King Palace.

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

As Ling Zijing, killing an outer disciple under the circumstances of Zhanli was not enough to arouse the anger of the Immortal King Palace.

The Immortal King's Palace has attracted much attention. If a disciple comes to Earth, it will definitely attract the attention of all parties.

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

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

Ling Zijing's eyes turned cold and she said with a smile: "This dear friend came to my mansion for no reason and injured my maid. I must give an explanation for this matter, right?"

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

Ling Zijing sneered and said: "Since my dear friend is from the Immortal King Palace, I will naturally not do anything to you. As long as my dear friend kneels down and kowtows to admit his mistake like my maid, you can leave on your own!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Ling Yuan Sect present had sneers on their faces.

Ling Zijing was really vicious and insidious. She made Ji Wufeng kneel down and kowtow but did not kill him. She regained her face and did not offend the Immortal King Palace.