CHAPTER 582 - INTRODUCTION
Pledge Allegiance
Whoosh!
The moment the word "die" was uttered, the peak Primal Core martial artist unleashed his aura and suppressed Sikong Ling.
Pfft!
Sikong Ling was already severely injured, and now he was being suppressed by the peak Primal Core martial artist. How could he withstand it?
Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Sikong Ling's breathing became even weaker. His entire body swayed as if he would collapse at any moment.
"Sikong Ling, I'll give you one last chance!"
The peak Primal Core martial artist retracted some of his aura and said coldly, "Surrender or die!"
"Surrender?"
Sikong Ling tried his best to control his body as he said coldly.
"Alright, since you've surrendered to Hu Fei, then we're family." Hearing Sikong Ling's words, the peak Primal Core martial artist immediately retracted all of his aura and said, "From now on …"
"Surrender my ass!"
However, before the peak Primal Core martial artist could finish his sentence, Sikong Ling rose from the ground, his right fist carrying a violent gust of Yuan Qi as it viciously punched towards his chest.
"Seeking death!"
Looking at Sikong Ling, who was getting closer and closer to him, the peak Primal Core stage warrior's face darkened to the extreme.
He didn't expect Sikong Ling to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.
"You're seeking death, you can't blame me." Since that was the case, the peak Primal Core martial artist decided to teach Sikong Ling a lesson and let him know why flowers are red.
In the next moment, the Yuan Qi in the peak Primal Core martial artist's consciousness poured out and wrapped around his wrist.
Then, it unavoidably collided with Sikong Ling's right fist.
Crack! Ah!
The moment the two fists collided, a crisp sound accompanied by a squeal like a pig being slaughtered rang through the area.
"What?"
"This is impossible!"
"Sikong Ling is only a peak True Martial Realm martial artist, how can he have such powerful combat power?"
This sudden turn of events caused the other three mid Primal Core stage warriors to be dumbfounded.
They never imagined that Sikong Ling could actually have such powerful combat power that even a peak Primal Core martial artist was no match for him.
"What are you all standing there for? Go, go! Tear Sikong Ling to pieces!"
The martial artist at the peak of the Yuan Dan stage was furious and wanted nothing more than to kill Sikong Ling.
However, he knew that now that his right hand was crippled, his battle prowess would decrease by at least a few tenths.
If he made a move at this time, what if Sikong Ling made another vicious move? Wouldn't he die here?
Hence, the martial artist at the peak of the Primal Core stage let the other three martial artists take action, while he stayed behind to treat his right hand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sikong Ling had just used the Creation State palm that Ning Yue had given him to break the right hand of the pinnacle of the Primal Core stage, but at the same time, he himself was on the brink of collapse.
The palm of the Fortune realm could not be used casually. With Sikong Ling's cultivation at the peak of the True Martial realm, he could not completely control it.
Without the support of the Manifestation stage hand, Sikong Ling was naturally no match for the three mid Primal Core stage warriors. In an instant, he was struck in the chest by their attacks and was sent flying back several feet.
"Wait."
Just as the three mid Yuan Dan stage martial artists were about to kill Sikong Ling, the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist shouted, "Force him to hand over the antidote!"
"Antidote?"
Hearing this, the three mid Yuan Dan stage martial artists were stunned, and then they turned their gazes to the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist.
Hiss!
It would have been fine if they did not look, but when they did, they sucked in a breath of cold air.
At this time, the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist was in a terrible state.
His entire right hand had turned green, and there was a faint sign that it was going to rot!
"Hahaha, there's no antidote. If you want to kill me, you'll have to pay a price first." Sikong Ling threw his head back and laughed.
"Price? The price is that if you don't hand over the antidote, I'll tear you to pieces today! "
The peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist resisted the sharp pain in his right hand and said coldly, "If you know what's good for you, hand over the antidote as soon as possible. Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to kill you."
"Is that so?"
Just as the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist finished speaking, his expression changed drastically.
That was because a soft voice rang out beside his ear.
Creak!
A moment later, the originally tightly shut door was pushed open, and a group of four or five people walked in side by side.
"Ning Yue?"
Looking at the familiar figure at the front, Sikong Ling's face lit up, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.
Initially, Sikong Ling was relying on his last breath to support his body, but now that his last breath was gone, he directly fell backwards.
Swoosh!
Ning Yue reacted quickly and caught Sikong Ling firmly.
"Feng Zi, take care of Sikong Ling first, leave the rest to me." Ning Yue first handed Sikong Ling over to Feng Zi, then walked step by step towards the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist.
Ning Yue was furious, extremely furious.
He and Sikong Ling had a special relationship, and now Sikong Ling's breathing was weak, and his right hand had almost suffered a backlash.
One must know that Sikong Ling's right hand was at the Creation stage, and once it suffered a backlash, the consequences would be unthinkable!
Ning Yue naturally wanted to help Sikong Ling get back at him!
And the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist before him was undoubtedly a target for Ning Yue to vent his anger on. "Tell me your identity, and I can consider letting you live."
"Let me live? Hahaha! "
The peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist thought that Sikong Ling's helpers had arrived, and when he felt the aura emanating from Ning Yue and the rest, he could not help but laugh out loud.
Afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, Ning Yue asked Li Tongtian and the rest to conceal their auras, and ordinary people would only appear to be at the True Martial realm.
Especially Ning Yue himself, the aura he emanated was only at the beginning stage of the True Martial realm, so weak that it could not be any weaker.
"Don't think that my strength has decreased by quite a few percent, but dealing with you is very easy."
The peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist laughed coldly. "Today, I will let you know that some things cannot be pretentious!"
Swoosh!
As he spoke, the pinnacle of the Primal Core stage ancient martial art practitioner rose from the ground and rushed towards Ning Yue at an astonishing speed.
However, when the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist reached Ning Yue's side, he was dumbfounded.
At this moment, Ning Yue was long gone.
"Sigh, you're really too slow."
Ning Yue appeared behind the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed softly. "If you're so slow, you'll get beaten up."
Peng!
As he spoke, Ning Yue's right hand struck out through the air, hitting the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist squarely on the back.
The immense force caused the pinnacle of the Primal Core stage martial artist to fall directly to the ground, face down.
"Do you want to surrender yourselves, or do I have to make a move?"
After casually defeating the peak Yuan Dan stage martial artist, Ning Yue stopped and turned to the other three mid Yuan Dan stage martial artists. "You can think about it. If you surrender yourselves, I can spare your lives. If I have to make a move, you won't be so lucky."
The three mid Yuan Dan stage martial artists looked at each other and replied in unison.
"We swear our loyalty to Young Master Hu Fei!"
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