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Returning to his room, Qi Yunxiao did nothing. With a wave of his hand, a piece of white paper fell on the desk and started writing. A chilling murderous intent exuded from the tip of the pen.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Qi Yunxiao killed each character with a single stroke. Each word weighed a ton, and the power was so strong that it penetrated the back of the paper. Whenever he encountered such a situation, he would write to vent his anger.

After releasing his killing intent, Qi Yunxiao's killing intent slowly disappeared and he gradually calmed down.

"Life and Death Fist."

In order to not let the aggro affect his emotions, Qi Yunxiao threw the aggro aside and started to browse through the secret scripture that Qi Tianyun gave him. After a cursory glance, he was attracted by the contents of the secret manual. This was a set of fist art. Once mastered, its might would be extraordinary. When it was executed, it could end a person's life and death, and it was swift and fierce and domineering.

Soon, he was completely immersed in the world of martial arts. He was completely without self, and he did not feel happy for what he had gained, nor did he feel sad for himself.

Although Qi Yunxiao didn't train too many martial arts manuals, once he got to the top, his Octupole Fist would become even more powerful. He would be able to understand every technique in the world with a single move, and soon, he would be able to fully understand the mysteries of the Life and Death Fist.

Suddenly, Qi Yunxiao flashed out of the room and leaped over a hundred feet out of the Qi Residence.

Beside the river, the river was gurgling and the valley was gloomy.

After finishing the Life and Death Fist, Qi Yunxiao, of course, wanted to see the power of this set of fist techniques. However, in order to not attract attention, he chose this place as it was not only quiet, no one disturbed him.

The force in his body circulated as a gust of air rushed from his dantian to his arms. In an instant, it was as if there were two dragons rushing out of his arms. The dragon roar shook the sky and shook the valley.

Rumble rumble rumble!

On Qi Yunxiao's fists, a bunch of dazzling light flashed before shooting out like a cannonball. Everywhere it passed, trees would break and boulders would shatter. Its power was so great that it caused one to be speechless.

"This is the power of the Life and Death Fist?"

Qi Yunxiao was also stunned, he was very clear about his own attack power, but with the Life and Death Fist, his attack power had actually doubled. A consummate technique, it was simply too terrifying. Furthermore, he had yet to fully display the power of this ultimate skill. If he practiced this skill to its limit, his attack would at least increase by twofold.

Practice, crazy practice.

Since the power of the Life and Death Fist was so great, how could Qi Yunxiao give up?

In these six hours, Qi Yunxiao had already grasped most of the Life and Death Fist.

The sky was filled with rolling clouds. The white clouds formed various shapes, like galloping horses, like flying birds, like flying dragons, and strange shapes. It was hard to count them.

"If I, Qi Yunxiao, am able to avenge my mother and borrow the strength of others to perform schemes and plots, wouldn't I die soon? "Lin Meifeng has to die, but she has to die in her own hands, with her reputation ruined."

With his strength greatly increased, Qi Yunxiao was able to clearly see himself. As he calmed down, he noticed that when Qi Yuntian talked to him, there was no love in his eyes at all. Instead, there was only killing intent. Qi Yunxiao finally calmed down. Now that he had calmed down, he could clearly see Qi Tianyun's true face. Qi Tianyun never wanted to see him as a son, he just wanted to treat him as a tool, and only temporarily.

"Qi Tianyun, you bastard."

Qi Yunxiao's heart turned cold. He didn't expect Qi Tianyun to be so cold and detached. Even if he was his own son, he was only using it as a tool.

"From now on, I have no family in this world."

At this moment, Qi Yunxiao had cut off all thoughts and hopes.

Within the Imperial Palace, a man between the ages of twenty-five and thirty raised his head high, looking disdainful.

If anyone saw this scene, their jaws would have dropped to the ground in shock. The Imperial Palace was the place where the "Son of Heaven" lived. Beautiful women and countless treasures could be seen everywhere, and the pavilions and pavilions were dazzling in gold and jade. Many people had been poor their entire lives and wanted to enter this place, but in the eyes of the man, this place was no different from the grass on the side of the road.

"Immortal envoy, please sit."

His voice carried a fawning tone, and his face carried a fawning smile. And this fawning person, was actually the Emperor of Jialan Dynasty. If this scene were seen by others, even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't want to believe that the emperor, who controlled the life and death of everyone in their hearts, would actually have such a servile appearance.

"Yes."

The man only replied with a snort before he sat down on his seat. Everything was as expected.

"Immortal envoy, thank you for your hard work. This emperor has already prepared excellent wine and delicacies. Someone, bring out all the things you have prepared for Immortal Elder."

Instantly, countless young palace maids in palace attire, carrying graceful waists, and carrying trays with three-inch golden lotuses walked over, swaying as they approached. Countless delicacies of the mountains and the sea slowly piled up the huge round table. The fragrance filled the entire room. Just a whiff of it would make one's appetite soar.

At the same time, the sound of strings being strummed rang out. A group of women wearing white gowns stepped on the waves and arrived. Like a peacock spreading its tail, they exploded with a loud bang, appearing just like a celestial maiden descending to the mortal world.

Awakened palm killing sword, drunk to the knees of beautiful women, many people used up all means, moral decay, wasn't it precisely for this kind of life?

"Too vulgar!"

The man only ate two mouthfuls. As for the dancers, he left without even glancing at them, not giving the Emperor the slightest bit of face.

After the man left, a rooster's voice sounded, "Your majesty, this person from Immortal Mountain is not easy to serve."

However, he said while gnashing his teeth: "No matter what, no matter what method we use, we must coax him to be happy. This time, of the people who are entering the Immortal Sect, we must make up more than half of them."

A day later, all the famous families and families received a piece of news — — — Someone from Immortal Sect had arrived!