Chapter 2312 Slap!
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Sword Testing Hall.
"Damn it, I'm so unlucky today, I got a beating for no reason!"
At the door, the Xuantian Sword Sect disciple who had been severely punished by Jiang Tian had a look of resentment on his face.
Just now, Jiang Tian left, and he took people out to look for traces of Jiang Tian, hoping to take revenge.
But found nothing.
"Don't fall into my hands. If you fall into my hands, I won't let you eat and walk around!"
He muttered, rubbing his cheeks from time to time.
It hurts so much.
"You want me to walk around without food?"
At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear.
He looked up suddenly and saw Jiang Tianzheng looking at him indifferently.
The disciple was startled. He couldn't sit still and fell to the ground with a thud.
"No...no, how dare I!"
The disciple's heart trembled greatly.
This person shows up no matter how he says he will show up.
After all, I am a Jindan cultivator, but I didn't notice it at all.
"I want to try the sword!"
Jiang Tian said lightly.
This kind of little guy can't get into Jiang Tian's eyes at all.
Naturally, I don't bother to argue with this kind of person.
"Okay, okay! Pay me ten thousand...oh, five thousand spirit stones first!"
The disciple bowed repeatedly with a smile on his face.
Jiang Tian flipped his palm, and five thousand spiritual stones were already placed on the table.
Just now, after killing the shopkeeper and the clerk in the pawn shop.
Jiang Tian naturally took away all the spirit stones.
"Tell me your name, cultivation level, and sect!"
The disciple picked up the brush on the table and asked in a low voice.
"Jiang Taichu! Transform into a god!"
Jiang Tian said lightly.
"There is also a sect!" the disciple said cautiously.
Seeing Jiang Tian frown, he quickly continued: "This is what the saint ordered!"
He mentioned the saint's name once before, but the man in front of him didn't touch her.
This time, he learned the lesson.
Jiang Tian didn't want to reveal the location of the earth, so he casually mentioned the name of a remote planet.
Then directly enter the sword trial hall.
"Damn it, you're from a remote galaxy, why are you so cruel!"
The disciple let out a long sigh of relief, feeling secretly unhappy in his heart.
As the entrance of the Xuantian Sword Sect to recruit casual cultivators, the Sword Testing Hall occupies a large area.
Inside it is very simple.
In addition to a few houses, there is a huge martial arts arena.
The formations have been arranged in the martial arts arena to prevent accidents from happening and injuring innocent people when the monks are trying their swords.
"Someone dares to beat our disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect in our Xuantian Sword City. I am really tired of living."
At this time, at the edge of the martial arts arena, a man was sneering.
He was wearing a moon-white robe, which only the core disciples of the sect were qualified to wear.
There is a powerful aura exuding from the whole body, and at least he has the cultivation level in the late stage of becoming a god.
Although the weather was not hot, he still held a fan and kept fanning it, looking like a wise strategist.
Around him, a group of inner disciples were surrounding him like stars holding the moon.
"This is the first time I've seen such a arrogant monk!"
"That kid can run fast, so he's lucky!"
"Yes, if Senior Brother Sikong catches him, his soul will be destroyed!"
Around him, a group of inner disciples kept discussing.
"Senior Brother Sikong, it seems someone is coming."
At this time, a sharp-eyed disciple saw Jiang Tian's figure and quickly reported it.
"Hey, how did you get in!"
Senior Brother Sikong frowned and looked at Jiang Tian: "Why are there no guard disciples to lead you?"
"Sikong Xingchen?"
Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed.
Sikong Xingchen, like Xuan Jianzi, is a disciple of the second peak of Xuantian Sword Sect.
This person is known as a miraculous strategist and is Xuan Jianzi's most loyal henchman.
In his previous life, Sikong Xingchen often gave Xuan Jianzi some crooked ideas, asking Xuan Jianzi to deal with Jiang Tian.
Once, Sikong Xingchen instigated the outer store to deliberately make false accounts.
After Jiang Tian found out, he naturally went after the shopkeeper.
Unexpectedly, Sikong Xingchen had already set up an ambush outside Xuantian Sword City.
If Jiang Tian hadn't happened to bring the protective magic weapon given by Ye Qiushui, he might have died long ago.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the two have a deep hatred.
"You know me?"
Sikong Xingchen put away his folding fan with a clatter and looked down at Jiang Tian:
"I ask you why no gatekeeper came in with you."
The head of the Sword Trial Hall can be seen at a glance, so naturally there is no need for any gatekeepers to follow and guide the way.
But when Sikong Xingchen saw Jiang Tian for the first time, he instinctively felt a sense of disgust.
At this moment, he was quite trying to embarrass Jiang Tian.
"I'm just a watchdog. What qualifications do you have to come in with me!"
Naturally, Jiang Tian would not have a good look towards Sikong Xingchen.
"How presumptuous! You dare to say that our disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect are watchdogs!"
Sikong Xingchen was slightly angry, folded his fan and Jiang Tiandao said: "You don't need to try the sword anymore, get out!"
"The Sword Testing Hall is where Xuantian Sword Sect recruits monks. What qualifications do you have to not let me test the sword!" Jiang Tian said in a deep voice.
"Ha! Today I am in charge of the sword trial hall. If I say I won't let you try the sword, you can't try the sword!"
Sikong Xingchen looked down at Jiang Tian and said coldly: "I'm also telling you, not only can you not try the sword today, you will never be able to try it in the future!"
As Xuan Jianzi's most loyal henchman, Sikong Xingchen was used to being domineering in the Xuantian Sword Sect.
How could he put Jiang Tian in his eyes?
"No wonder Xuantian Sword Sect is still a third-grade sect after so many years!"
Jiang Tian said coldly: "With a bunch of scum like you in Xuantian Sword Sect, in a few years, Xuantian Sword Sect will not even be considered a third-grade sect!"
"presumptuous!!"
Sikong Xingchen was furious, and just as he was about to order someone to drive Jiang Tian out, he saw the disciple who had been scolded by Jiang Tian trotting in.
Holding a roster in his hand, he walked to Sikong Xingchen and whispered a few words.
"It takes no effort at all!"
Sikong Xingchen's eyes lit up and he looked at Jiang Tian with a half-smile:
"Boy, you beat the gatekeeper, and if you didn't run for your life, you dared to come back! You are looking for death!"
The surrounding inner disciples also saw Jiang Tian's information on the roster, and immediately looked at Jiang Tian with joking eyes.
"A monk from a remote star system dares to hit our Xuantian Sword Sect disciples!"
"Trash, do you think that with the cultivation of becoming a god, you can run wild in our Xuantian Sword City!"
"This kid has suffered a lot since he fell into the hands of Senior Brother Sikong today!"
Suddenly, there was endless jeers and laughter.
"Boy, if you want to leave now, I'm afraid you won't be able to!" Sikong Xingchen sneered.
"What? You want to kill me?"
Jiang Tian's eyes instantly turned cold.
"No, no, no, how could I kill you!"
Sikong Xingchen joked: "After all, you are here to test the sword. If I kill you, who will dare to test the sword in the future?"
"However, you were disrespectful to our Xuantian Sword Sect today and even injured the gatekeeper. This account needs to be settled carefully!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Sikong, destroy his cultivation quickly!" The disciple who was taught a lesson by Jiang Tian shouted angrily.
"Boy, if you are wise, kneel down and admit your mistake, and then destroy your cultivation!"
Sikong Xingchen, like a god who controls life and death, said condescendingly:
"As for your disrespect to me just now, well, let me think about how to punish you!"
He pondered for a moment, then patted the disciple who was being scolded by Jiang Tian and said, "Wu Xiuming, go ahead and give him two slaps to relieve his anger. I'll think about it again!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Sikong!"
Wu Xiuming rolled up his sleeves and walked happily towards Jiang Tian, raising his hand to slap him off.