Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1033 - 1031: Tell Your Clan Leader to Come in Person!
Feng Qingshui's face was sullen, and his lips twitched slightly.
"Have you said enough of your last words?"
He waved his hand, pointing at Lin Fan.
"Kill."
The voice was cold, devoid of any emotion, sending chills down one's spine.
Bang!
Nearly a hundred heavily armored soldiers moved at the command! An immense momentum!
In an instant, dust flew and yellow sand filled the sky!
Silver blades slashed out, cold glints rampant!
Deathly silence!
Still deathly silence!
After the uniform and courage-boosting shouts.
Within a radius of ten miles, not a sound was heard.
All around, the desolate sandy lands, in the distance, lay a few crooked ruins, having been abandoned for decades.
The fierce wind howled past, lifting up a sky full of dust.
Hitting the faces of the soldiers, making them unable to open their eyes.
After waiting for a moment, the yellow sand dispersed.
The spot where Lin Fan originally stood, surprisingly, was empty!
The soldiers were astonished, quickly looking around, but still did not see the shadows of Lin Fan and Su Qiong.
Two living people, unexpectedly, vanished within their impenetrable encirclement.
Disappeared without a trace!
"Elder Feng! They're gone!"
A soldier shouted, just about to run towards Feng Qingshui to report.
Suddenly!
He felt a chill flash past from behind, filled with murderous intent!
Immediately after, his neck felt slightly cool.
A tenth of a breath later.
It turned scorching hot, as if a large mouthful of hot water was poured down his throat.
The soldier blinked, reaching up to touch his neck, while looking at Feng Qingshui.
Only to see the normally calm Feng Qingshui, utterly shocked at this moment, his body slightly trembling.
The soldier felt a little confused, lowered his head to look at his hands.
Blood!
Bright red blood!
Covered his hands...
Only then did he understand, a cut had opened across his throat.
Fell heavily to the ground!
The heavy armor thudded onto the yellow sand, buried and surrounded in an instant.
Feng Qingshui's shock wasn't because of this mere soldier.
But because of the nearly a hundred heavily armed soldiers!
All in the same condition, falling one after another!
In less than a breath.
Besides Feng Qingshui, no one else was standing.
Desolation.
Loneliness.
Chill.
Desolate.
Feng Qingshui's heart trembled.
He, at the first layer of the Lower Heavenly Venerate.
Actually felt fear when facing an insignificant Third Rank Saint Emperor.
He tried hard to suppress the panic spreading in his heart, but to no avail.
Emotions are uncontrollable.
Feng Qingshui's hand involuntarily trembled.
Is Lin Fan really just a Third Rank Saint Emperor?!
Able to knock down his son Feng Yexuan of the Unity Realm Stage with one punch.
Able to kill nearly a hundred heavily armed soldiers in a single breath.
This... how is it possible for a Third Rank Saint Emperor to achieve?!
Illogical!
Incongruous!
Feng Qingshui's mind exploded, countless pieces of information surged, filling every gap, making his thoughts slower and more disordered.
He looked around, yellow sand swirling, just like a breath ago, as if nothing had happened.
Except for the soldiers' corpses strewn all over.
Except for Lin Fan's disappearance.
His throat moved, gulping down saliva.
"Lin Fan!"
A roar, emboldening himself.
"Come out!"
Breathing into his Dantian, his voice was deep and powerful.
From his tone, it could be heard that Feng Qingshui was anxious.
"Elder Feng, why so impatient?"
Lin Fan's teasing voice appeared behind Feng Qingshui.
Before the words fell.
Feng Qingshui's figure suddenly vanished!
In half a breath, he was already in front of Lin Fan.
"Die!"
A roar like thunder.
A punch blasted out.
The corners of Feng Qingshui's mouth slightly curled up.
After all, he was at the first layer of the Lower Heavenly Venerate, eighty or ninety layers above Lin Fan's Third Rank Saint Emperor!
Calculated the opportunity, attacked when unprepared, Lin Fan couldn't possibly have time to react!
In the code of Jianghu, sneak attacks are despised as the conduct of villains.
Feng Qingshui has a reputation outside, esteemed and respected.
However, to avenge his son, he disregarded all dignity and used such despicable means.
Of course, it wasn't just for his son, Feng Yexuan, but also because he had been repeatedly mocked and humiliated by Lin Fan.
As long as Lin Fan isn't dead, it's hard to quell the rage in his heart!
Boom!
On the confident face of Feng Qingshui, there appeared a look of panic.
This punch... missed!
Impossible!
How could a Third Rank Saint Emperor avoid my punch?!
However, before he could regain his composure, his own body was flung away.
Due to the excessive force of the punch, which did not hit Lin Fan, the power infused in his arms far exceeded what he could control.
Bang bang bang...
He rolled embarrassingly several times before coming to a stop.
His clean clothes were already covered in yellow sand, filthy beyond repair.
Feng Qingshui hastily stood up, not caring to brush off the sand on his body, looking around coldly.
Whoosh—whoosh—
Only the wild wind.
Silent and quiet.
How could Lin Fan's abilities have increased significantly overnight?
Could it be help from a superior being?
Or perhaps...
At this thought, Feng Qingshui's eyes suddenly widened! As if he realized something!
Roar!
Roar!
The sounds of two beast roars pierced the ears.
Like lightning penetrating the body, leaving Feng Qingshui paralyzed all over.
Terrible...
Rip!
Clothing was torn apart, skin and flesh burst open.
"Ah—"
Feng Qingshui didn't have time to react, only feeling a scorching pain in his chest.
With a miserable scream, holding his chest, he crouched on the ground.
With trembling hands, he gently parted them and looked down.
Three bloody claw marks.
Buzz—
Feng Qingshui's mind went blank.
Injury...
Such an unfamiliar term.
When was the last time he was injured? Feng Qingshui's mind raced, but he couldn't find an answer.
It's been so long that it was forgotten.
However.
At this very moment.
He was actually seriously injured by a Third Rank Saint Emperor!
The wounds were quite deep, flesh and blood blurred.
Feng Qingshui knows that if it had been half an inch deeper, he would have perished here.
Lin Fan spared him.
This nearly humiliating action might as well have killed him!
"Lin Fan!"
Pfft!
Blood rushed to his heart.
Feng Qingshui spewed a mouthful of old blood, his knees collapsing to the ground, struggling to support his weakened body with one arm.
Injury, humiliation.
A double blow.
"Impermanence, well done!"
In the blink of an eye.
Lin Fan and Su Qiong appeared in front of Feng Qingshui, riding on the back of Impermanence.
Only then did Feng Qingshui understand.
The disappearance of Lin Fan and Su Qiong was all thanks to Impermanence.
The Double-headed Tiger was incredibly fast!
If it used all its strength, even an Upper Heavenly Venerate might not capture its trace.
Despite being only at the first layer of a Lower Heavenly Venerate myself.
In fact, Lin Fan and Su Qiong had always been around, he just couldn't see them.
Feng Qingshui's face darkened, glaring viciously at Lin Fan, as if unwilling to give up.
However.
After holding Lin Fan's gaze for half a breath.
Feng Qingshui suddenly lowered his head.
"The Clan Leader has sent me to invite you back."
The green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood.
His life was now in Lin Fan's hands, as easy to crush as an ant.
When it's time to admit defeat, one must admit defeat.
After all, the great vengeance has not been avenged, and his life must be preserved.
"Invite?"
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, sneering.
"Is this the attitude of an invitation? It seems like you want to take my corpse back."
Feng Qingshui's eye twitched, keeping a stern face.
Dare not to refute.
When had the follower of the Xuan Clan's Clan Leader, at the first layer of the Lower Heavenly Venerate, ever suffered such humiliation?!
Just as he was about to speak.
Lin Fan disdainfully said, "Go back and tell Mo Chen! If he sincerely wants to invite me, let him come personally!"
With a flick of his sleeve, he walked away.
