If it wasn't for the fact that Ning Qi had a magic treasure that was even stronger than a Pseudo Dao Artifact, then, with just his own strength, he could shatter a Pseudo Dao Artifact? It was hard for the four Successor Disciples to imagine what kind of fighting power a Perfected Stage Human Immortal would have to have in order to do this.
Even if they were both at the early stage of the Sky Immortal Stage, it was impossible for them to destroy a Pseudo Dao Artifact just like that!
"How could this be …"
The group of Xuanjian sect disciples behind the five of them looked at this scene in astonishment. Some of them even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen wrongly.
"Senior Brother Ning is so strong?"
Du Xuening and the other two girls were dumbstruck. Their faces seemed to have been petrified. The three of them had already felt the power of the Immortal Sword from the side. If they were to face this Immortal Sword, they would definitely die without a complete corpse and their souls would be destroyed!
"Junior Brother Ning is really …" "You always give people surprises …"
Ying Zhenxuan's eyes revealed a trace of a smile as she looked at Pei Kangle with slight ridicule. The destruction of a Pseudo Dao Artifact should be enough to make him feel pain, right?
"Do you still want to fight? Senior Brother Pei? "
Ning Qi put away his three-pointed, double-edged blade and said indifferently.
"You!" Destroy! Me! "Dao Artifact!"
Pei Kangle retracted his gaze from the fragment and gritted his teeth as he looked at Ning Qi. Blood dyed his teeth red, and he looked like an evil spirit that had just crawled out of hell. He no longer had the bearing of a leader, and there was only hatred in his eyes!
"There will always be winners and losers in a spar. It's inevitable. Senior Brother Pei, take it easy."
Ning Qi smiled and comforted him.
"Good!" You let me get over it! I've seen it through! The spar is not over yet, come again!
"Pei Kangle laughed angrily. He still had a top grade Immortal Sword, but he had learned his lesson and did not plan to take it out this time. Instead, he planned to use an immortal technique to kill Ning Qi. Regardless of whether Ning Qi was a disciple of the Xuanjian sect or not, he had to kill Ning Qi to resolve the hatred in his heart!
"Dark Dragon Curse Kill Technique!"
Pei Kangle growled with a gloomy expression. Then, a ray of light flashed in the void. In the next moment, a black dragon appeared out of thin air. If not for the different aura, Ning Qi would have thought that Pei Kangle had used the same method as Yuan Long, the Ancient Demon Poison.
As soon as the black dragon appeared, before it even got close to Ning Qi, many red lines appeared on the surface of Ning Qi's skin, as if there were red earthworms crawling under his skin.
At the same time, Pei Kangle spat out another mouthful of blood. His face was a little dispirited.
"Junior Brother Pei actually used such a killer move. It seems like he really hates this kid." "Hmph!" Pei Wuchen sighed.
One of the core disciples smirked and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. He seemed to be gloating over Pei Kangle's failure to hide the fact that he had a Lesser Dao Artifact.
The other three true disciples didn't say anything, and their expressions were grave. They wanted to see how Ning Qi would deal with this move. Logically speaking, if he could destroy a pseudo-Dao-treasure, there was no reason for him to die to this move.
"Dark Dragon Curse Killing Skill? Pei Kangle, you actually used a killing move! Junior Brother Ning is from the same sect. Aren't you afraid that the Patriarch will blame you? "
Ying Zhenxuan's expression changed drastically as she yelled at Pei Kangle angrily. At the same time, she was a little flustered. Ning Qi's physical strength was indeed very strong, but his cultivation was only at the Perfected Human Immortal Stage. The Dark Dragon Curse Killing Skill was a level-four immortal technique with extremely high lethality. The user would suffer a huge backlash of blood essence, which would increase the power of the technique and directly injure the opponent from within. To put it bluntly, it was a type of curse.
With Pei Kangle's strength, he could kill people from tens of thousands of miles away. If it was cast by a Golden Immortal, it could also kill people without leaving a trace, even if the distance was not far from a planet! "Brother from the same sect? What a joke. I'm a core disciple, and he's just a disciple sweeping the floor. What right does he have to call me brother? He even destroyed my Dao Artifact. I'm already giving you face by killing him with a curse. Ying Zhenxuan, if you don't know how to appreciate my kindness, I'll extract his soul and suppress it for 10,000 years.
We'll see! "
Pei Kangle said savagely. With that, he ignored Ying Zhenxuan and looked at Ning Qi with a sinister smile. The red lines that appeared on Ning Qi's body proved that the power of the Dark Dragon Curse Killing Skill had already entered his body. Next, Ning Qi's skin would peel off piece by piece, and his body would melt. Finally, his soul would be devoured by the Dark Dragon.
If the Dark Dragon couldn't devour the opponent, Pei Kangle would suffer a second backlash. That was why the four core disciples were surprised that Pei Kangle would use such a vicious curse.
The Dark Dragon seemed to have a mind of its own. It flew around Ning Qi, occasionally glancing at him, as though it was waiting for something.
At this moment, Ning Qi's exposed skin was already covered with red lines, including his cheeks and eyes! A special power was wreaking havoc in Ning Qi's body. Ning Qi channeled all his Immortal Qi to suppress it, but the Immortal Qi was far from being a match for this power. It was constantly being beaten back. When the Immortal Qi completely returned to his Dan Sea, Ning Qi's body would be invaded by this power.
With this power invading his body, the only outcome would be death.
"Ha …"
The corner of Pei Kangle's mouth almost reached his ears. He looked at Ning Qi with satisfaction. He wanted to watch Ning Qi slowly die in pain.
Those who were struck by the Dark Dragon Curse would watch helplessly as their flesh fell piece by piece and their bodies melted inch by inch. This was an extremely painful process for anyone.
"It's been 15 minutes, right? If this kid is really a Perfected Human Immortal, he would have died in less than three breaths. It seems like he has indeed concealed his cultivation. "
"Perhaps he has a special constitution, similar to the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline of the Fenglin royalty. Didn't Fenglin Xuan Guang lose to him? His bloodline might be even higher than the Ancestral Dragon's."
"Hehe, I didn't expect such an interesting person to appear in the sect in just a few decades. It's a pity that he's going to die in the hands of Junior Brother Pei today."
The four core disciples looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile as they communicated through voice transmission.
The disciples of Golden Sun Peak, Great River Peak, and Elixir Peak all stared at Ning Qi, anticipating the moment of his death.
Ying Zhenxuan's eyes flashed with regret. If she knew this would happen, she wouldn't have allowed Ning Qi to come to the Ancient Immortal Mystic Realm with her. As if sensing that Ning Qi couldn't hold on any longer, the Dark Dragon stopped and moved its head closer to Ning Qi. A tongue stuck out from its mouth. The moment its tongue touched Ning Qi, a silver light flashed. With a bang, the Dark Dragon turned into dust.
The red lines on Ning Qi's body disappeared. At the same time, Pei Kangle spat out a mouthful of blood. His legs went soft as he knelt on the ground.
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