That voice!
Situ Ying's expression changed. Jiu Qianbei and the others who had been beaten by Ning Qi felt chills running down their spines. They turned around subconsciously!
They saw a tall and straight figure standing on the ruins. His indifferent face was facing them, and his starry eyes were faintly flickering with a hint of coldness.
"It's him!"
Feng Litian was seventy to eighty percent sure of his speculation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have met Ning Qi at the same place twice!
"How dare you show up! Senior Brother Situ Ying has become a core disciple. He's not afraid of you anymore! "
An inner disciple standing behind Situ Ying glared at Ning Qi fiercely, as if that tone could strengthen his aura.
"Become a core disciple? Hmm, I've been in there for a hundred thousand years. "
Ning Qi murmured to himself and looked at Situ Ying. "You're the one who destroyed my cave abode, right?"
"So what?"
Situ Ying glared at Ning Qi. "You've been hiding for more than three hundred years. Are you finally willing to show up? I'm also a Fate State cultivator now. Why should I be afraid of you? "
"Oh, Fate State. Not bad."
Ning Qi nodded.
"You used to bully us when you were only a Fate State cultivator. Let's end our feud here."
Situ Ying sneered and walked toward Ning Qi.
Everyone was nervous and excited at the same time. They watched Situ Ying's back with anticipation.
"Senior Brother Situ Ying, teach him a lesson. Tell him to stop being so arrogant!"
"Senior Brother Situ Ying, you can do it!"
Situ Ying was nervous at first. After all, Ning Qi was already a Fate State cultivator three hundred years ago, and he had just made the breakthrough not long ago. However, after receiving the encouragement from his junior brothers, a trace of confidence gradually appeared in his eyes. Over the years, he had Situ Changkong as his backer. Every month, he received two to three times more cultivation resources than his peers. At the same time, he had the support of his clan.
His clan was also supporting him. He was able to reach the Fate State in a short time thanks to those resources. After that, he received even more resources!
He didn't believe that a fellow who had just been promoted to an inner disciple not long ago and hadn't received any cultivation resources from the sect all these years could have a higher cultivation than him! In a few breaths, Situ Ying had already arrived in front of Ning Qi. With a light shout, a blue flying sword flew out of his mouth. As soon as the flying sword appeared, it immediately attracted a steady flow of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi from the surroundings. Everyone seemed to hear the sound of the sea.
The sound of waves crashing against the reefs could be heard, and the air was a little more humid than before.
"Fifth-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure!"
A hint of surprise flashed through Jiu Qianbei's eyes.
"As expected of Senior Brother Situ Ying. He has just been promoted to a core disciple, but he has already been bestowed with such a treasure. With this flying sword, no one in the same realm can be his opponent unless they have a spirit treasure of the same level!"
Everyone stared at the flying sword, their hearts filled with envy. "That guy is doomed. He was just an outer disciple, but he hid for more than three hundred years as soon as he became an inner disciple. I guess he has a fourth-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure at most. He's definitely not a match for Senior Brother Situ Ying. Hahaha.
The humiliation we suffered today can finally be avenged! "
Someone stared at Ning Qi gloatingly and laughed.
"Junior Brother Feng, you're lucky to be able to witness this as soon as you arrived. I have been waiting for this day for more than three hundred years!"
Jiu Qianbei patted Feng Litian's shoulder and sighed.
"Not necessarily."
Feng Litian suddenly muttered to himself.
"Junior Brother, what did you say?"
Jiu Qianbei was slightly startled.
"Well, nothing."
Feng Litian smiled at Jiu Qianbei, then looked at Ning Qi.
Ning Qi was extremely calm from the beginning. He didn't panic even though Situ Ying had become a core disciple, reached the Destiny State, and had taken out a fifth-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure. This caused Feng Li Tian to have a faint premonition in his heart that the winner of today's battle would most likely be Ning Qi. However, he naturally would not voice out his thoughts. If Ning Qi were to truly be defeated, wouldn't he offend everyone present?
Inner disciple?
"I know that you have a strong physical body. You should have refined the second-grade Ancient Star Body, right? However, no matter how strong your physical body is, can it be stronger than my flying sword? "
Situ Ying looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile. "This sword is three feet and three inches long, and weighs …"
"Are you done?"
Ning Qi interrupted Situ Ying's self-praise.
"Hmph, take out your Dharma treasure. I know that you must have one or two third-grade Dharma treasures with you when you were an outer disciple."
Situ Ying snorted.
"I've never liked using cannons to kill mosquitoes. I don't need Dharma treasures to fight someone like you."
Ning Qi smiled.
"How arrogant!"
Situ Ying was furious. The flying sword in front of him suddenly burst into a violent blue light, and with a terrible Qi, it shot toward Ning Qi!
Ning Qi gently pushed out with his palm.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! A burst of dragon roars rang out. Dozens of silver dragons broke through the air from Ning Qi's palm and rushed towards Situ Ying. Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, this group of silver dragons directly bit his flying sword and swallowed it into their stomachs.
The remaining dregs fell to the ground, and before Situ Ying could react, they gathered together and turned into a giant silver palm. With a loud bang, it landed on his body!
The smoke dissipated.
A bottomless hole appeared on the ground.
Jiu Qianbei and the others stared at Ning Qi, dumbfounded.
"So powerful!" Feng Litian's eyes flickered. He was born in the Feng Clan, and he had seen countless experts. Even fifth step cultivators could be seen everywhere in the Feng Clan. The old ancestor of his bloodline was a Sempiternal realm expert, and many of his peers had already ascended to the Heaven Realm.
However, he had never seen a Heaven's Mandate Realm cultivator shatter a fifth-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure without relying on a Dharma treasure. At the same time, he had also seriously injured the owner of the treasure!
Such combat strength was extremely rare, even in the Great Emperor's family. At least, he had never seen such a person!
The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds. Then, a figure flew out of the hole in a somewhat disheveled manner. His flying posture was wobbly. Obviously, he was seriously injured.
"Senior Brother Situ Ying!"
Jiu Qianbei and the others were surprised.
Situ Ying stared at Ning Qi and said, "What kind of spell was that?"
"You'll know after you eat another one."
Ning Qi smiled and raised his hand again.
Situ Ying's eyes flashed with a trace of fear. He quickly said, "Wait! I have something to say! "
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