Yet faced with such humiliation, how could the aristocratic clan experts endure it?
A severely wounded Seventh Grade Immortal King launched a final counterattack before death, vowing to drag Shi Qi down with him.
But before he could get close to Shi Qi, Cui Yunzheng, who had been guarding nearby, made his move.
Five halos unfurled behind him. With the cultivation of a Fourth Grade Immortal King, Cui Yunzheng sent the severely wounded Seventh Grade Immortal King flying back with a single move.
"Behave yourself!"
His wounds piled atop his wounds, and the aristocratic clan's Seventh Grade Immortal King's aura weakened by several more degrees.
At the same time, Shi Qi had finished preparing. Peach blossoms drifted down from the sky as Shi Qi lightly waved the "tree branch" in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
Sword qi cleaved through the seawater and struck a Sixth Grade Immortal King who could still move, making him cough up blood.
Seeing this, Shi Qi cried out in delight, "Brother Changsheng, I know how to control my strength now."
Looking at the cleaved seawater and the ship that remained completely unscathed, Li Changsheng could not help but marvel at Shi Qi's swordsmanship.
The Non-Killing Sword was simply too powerful.
If Shi Qi could switch to cultivating another Great Dao, his achievements would surely shine with incomparable brilliance.
At that thought, a phrase suddenly surfaced in Li Changsheng's mind.
Misleading the young!
The moment that thought arose, Li Changsheng swiftly drove it away.
After all, the great powers above could say such things if they wished. If he dared say it himself, he would definitely "meet with an accident."
"Good that you've grasped it. If you still have strength left, strike a few more times."
Shi Qi had wanted to attack again at Li Changsheng's words, but