Cut the Grass and Tear Out the Roots

"Just you? Come on, then."

Ning Qi looked at the few of them and couldn't help smiling.

"Master, even all of them together wouldn't be enough for you to play with!"

"Who knows where they found the courage!"

The Medicine Spirit could tell as well that the strength of these three was only at the True Immortal level.

And Ning Qi had long since reached the strength of a Celestial Immortal.

Compared to him, the three of them were nothing worth looking at.

"Playing with them a little isn't bad either!"

Ning Qi smiled again, then said, "You only have one chance."

"You're courting death!"

"Kill!"

"..."

Zhao Qianfeng and Wang Xiaoshan charged over one after another.

Behind them, Liu Xi charged over as well.

The three formed a pincer formation, already regarding Ning Qi as something in the bag.

"Whew!"

Ning Qi drew in a deep breath, then likewise charged toward the three of them.

The first to clash with him was Zhao Qianfeng.

He held a long blade and chopped it down.

Ning Qi did not dodge, relying only on the strength of his hands.

He forcibly caught his long blade head-on.

Immediately after, he blasted out a punch, directly piercing through his chest.

As for Wang Xiaoshan and the other, they had never expected Ning Qi to be so powerful.

With just one strike, he had killed a man.

By the time Wang Xiaoshan reacted, it was already too late.

Ning Qi's iron hand had already reached over and grabbed his neck.

With a forceful twist.

"Crack."

He directly wrenched his head off.

It rolled onto the ground, his face still wearing an unwilling expression.

Even in death, he did not know how he could have died so quickly.

An expert with the strength of a True