Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1085 - 1083: A Single Warrior Guards the Pass, Ten Thousand Men Can’t Break Through!

A pair of copper hammers, weighing over ten thousand pounds.

Yet Yi Gangmu easily swung them without breaking a sweat.

A power to be reckoned with!

An extraordinary talent and innate ability!

Others might not reach such a level even after cultivating for thousands upon thousands of years.

Indeed, there is a huge difference between people.

Some are born superior.

While others are born inferior!

But.

So what?!

Who says the inferior can't become superior?!

Even if they can't.

Who says the inferior can't defeat the superior?!

Lin Fan smiled warmly, exuding an overwhelming aura.

Bang!

Sand and stones flew around, the earth swirling!

Surrounding Lin Fan's body, spinning continuously, forming a cyclone that enveloped him.

His figure vanished!

Yi Gangmu was stunned!

His steadfast belief instantly cracked.

What the hell is this kid up to?!

Mysterious and elusive, could it be that he's more than just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor?

The Xuanyuan Sword is not something an ordinary person can wield.

The sword acknowledges its master, meaning this boy is the one chosen by Xuanyuan Sword!

Could it be that Xuanyuan Sword made a mistake?

To strike or not to strike with this hammer?

With the sand protecting him, is this boy still inside?

Could it be a trap?

Yi Gangmu was caught in a dilemma.

Numerous questions arose in his mind, slightly slowing his actions, lacking the decisiveness he showed earlier.

And it was this moment of hesitation that Lin Fan seized.

Swish!

A golden light pierced through the swirling sand!

Breaking free like a chick from an eggshell!

The sand scattered immediately, each grain akin to a tiny secret weapon carrying great momentum.

Unprepared, Yi Gangmu hastily guarded his chest with both hammers!

But the golden light took an unexpected turn, not aiming at Yi Gangmu's vulnerable spot but striking at his left shoulder.

Hiss!

Yi Gangmu couldn't dodge in time, his left arm was injured, bleeding profusely!

Damn!

He cursed inwardly, retreating several steps.

The sand hit him like a shower, striking at his body and face, making it impossible to open his eyes.

Though not fatal, it was as irritating as ant bites.

"Ahhhh——"

Yi Gangmu was enraged, humiliated!

With his Lower Heavenly Venerate's power, he was utterly unprepared against a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, left in embarrassment!

An endless number of troops watched him, losing face entirely!

"Damn brat! I'll tear you to pieces!"

He shook his head violently, like a roaring tiger, his bald head glinting coldly under the moonlight.

"Impermanence!"

Yi Gangmu hadn't opened his eyes yet, but heard Lin Fan shout.

Confusion.

Who is Impermanence?

Is there reinforcements?!

He opened his eyes wide, glaring fiercely ahead.

Yet.

A fearsome face appeared before him, sinister eyes coldly staring at him, as if absorbing his soul.

Yi Gangmu screamed in fear, staggering backward, falling onto the ground.

This, what is it?!

Ignoring his own discomfited appearance, he stared wide-eyed in terror.

Roar!

Roar roar!

A tiger's roar! It rattled souls!

Making one shiver uncontrollably!

Double-headed... Double-headed Tiger!

In front of him stood the Divine Beast Two-headed Tiger!

Yi Gangmu was so scared his eyes went blank, afraid to move, staring dumbfounded at the scene.

This kid...

It's one thing to have Xuanyuan Sword...

But his mount is the Divine Beast Two-headed Tiger?!

He swallowed hard, his mind a blank.

"Yun'er, get up."

Lin Fan had already placed Mo Ningxiang on the tiger's back, reaching out to Diwu Yun'er.

Diwu Yun'er looked down, avoiding Lin Fan's gaze, motionless, seemingly unwilling to leave.

"Yun'er!"

Lin Fan shouted.

Diwu Yun'er snapped out of it, tearfully looking at Lin Fan, her lips moved.

Seemed to want to say something but kept silent.

"What are you waiting for? Get up!"

Chance is rare!

Impermanence's appearance had stunned the scene, leaving Yi Gangmu and thousands of soldiers unable to resist.

Taking advantage of this chance, they must leave!

No delay!

Once Yi Gangmu and the soldiers got back to their senses, escaping would be harder than reaching Heaven!

So, this hesitation from Diwu Yun'er made him anxious.

"What are you pondering?! Quick!"

"I... I..."

Lin Fan dashed over, without waiting, directly lifted Diwu Yun'er onto the tiger's back.

"Escort the little princess to a safe place!"

Lin Fan's eyes twitched, cold as frost.

"I..."

Diwu Yun'er cried pouring tears, parting reluctantly with Lin Fan.

Lin Fan took a deep breath.

"I will come back, don't worry."

A promise made Diwu Yun'er more anxious.

She wanted to say something but hadn't opened her mouth.

Only to hear Lin Fan shout.

"Impermanence! Go!"

A dark figure darting through the night sky!

A tenth of a breath!

Vanished from sight.

No one could match the speed of the Two-headed Tiger.

Diwu Yun'er and Mo Ningxiang were finally safe.

Lin Fan exhaled in relief, turned back, coldly staring at Yi Gangmu and the thousands of Shennong Clan soldiers.

Was that farewell just now?

He recalled Diwu Yun'er's gaze, his heart fluttering.

Lin Fan knew, staying here was full of dangers.

Facing the entire Shennong Clan's guards alone, it was tens of thousands of troops!

Chances of survival were slim.

But fortunately, Diwu Yun'er and Mo Ningxiang were safe.

That was enough.

Too bad the Two-headed Tiger couldn't carry a third person, otherwise, he might survive.

Still, so be it!

Death befalls all men, heavier than Taishan or lighter than a feather.

Ensuring Yun'er and the little princess's safety, if he died, so be it!

As long as he stood here!

No one could pass through this gate!

Lin Fan stood boldly at the city gate, single-handedly gripping Xuanyuan Sword.

A heroic figure barring the way!

Expression cold as a glacier, eyes deep as the abyss.

Coldly.

Sullenly.

Calmly.

Watching thousands of troops ahead.

After a while.

Yi Gangmu came to his senses, scrambled up from the ground, face flushing red.

To be toyed around by a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor brat was infuriating!

Hurriedly picked up the hammers from the ground, looked up, but couldn't see Diwu Yun'er and Mo Ningxiang.

Only Lin Fan standing alone at the gate,

Guarding alone.

Humph! Overestimating himself!

Yi Gangmu glared, led the army, charging fiercely!

"Brat, didn't expect you to stay alone! Well then, I'll claim your life to report back!"

Lin Fan smiled slightly, said: "At your leisure."

Arrogant!

Bold!

Raving!

Brazen!

Yi Gangmu's face contorted in rage.

He hadn't expected Lin Fan to face such a vast army, yet remain calm and composed.

Wasn't he afraid of death?!

Took a deep breath, Yi Gangmu gradually calmed.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Lin Fan."

"Lin Fan? Never heard of it."

Yi Gangmu paused, then continued.

"But after tonight, your name will spread across the Sumeru Continent."

"Because your head will hang at Wentian City's gate, forever!"

He pointed at the gate, murderous intent exploding!