Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1093 - 1091: If You Want the Token, Show Your Strength!

"Damn it! These lovebirds are being so mushy, what a damn hassle!"

Mo Qian clutched his abdomen and stood up.

He was truly taken aback.

That seemingly casual kick from Lin Fan had actually churned his insides, leaving him in pain.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes shooting murderous intent, staring straight at Lin Fan.

Just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, just one man alone.

I've got a massive army and Mo Yunsheng backing me, what am I afraid of?!

Mo Qian pumped himself up internally.

Step by step.

He walked toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan remained calm, expressionless as Mo Qian stopped in front of him.

"What? Still want to protect this woman? General Lin, I didn't expect you to be so indulgent. Aren't all these women enough for you to enjoy? Can't you spare a few for your brothers?"

Mo Qian smirked lewdly, his eyes luridly glancing at Yi Siyu, then at Mo Ningxiang and Diwu Yun'er.

The meaning was clear.

You've taken all the damn women!

What am I supposed to play with?!

Lin Fan's face remained unchanged, his cold smile unwavering.

"If you had the skills, everyone would naturally flock to you. It's not your lack of capability and skill, who can you blame? Instead of snatching, why not..."

Lin Fan glanced up and down at Mo Qian, his face full of disdain and disgust.

"Instead of tidying up yourself, looking no better than a damn beggar, it's good enough if nobody throws you a coin, who'd bother with you."

A sudden laugh erupted among the crowd.

Mo Qian turned abruptly, glaring fiercely at the army, his face flushed with rage and shame.

The reason for his anger was simple.

Because Lin Fan was absolutely right, his current disheveled appearance truly was very embarrassing.

Especially since he couldn't even capture the forward post, while Lin Fan single-handedly took Wentian City.

Such disparity made his heart incredibly unbalanced.

Extremely upset!

"You're damn crazy!"

Mo Qian instantly lost his temper, disregarding the gap between them, swung a punch at Lin Fan!

A sound of shattering the void!

Void burst apart!

After all, he was a Dao Venerate of the Seventh Layer, to others, still formidable and terrifying.

But in Lin Fan's eyes, it looked less impressive.

Lin Fan stood motionless!

Not even raising an eyelid.

Bam!

Just as the fist was about to land, he suddenly extended a hand.

Calm.

Effortless.

Graceful.

Firmly caught Mo Qian's punch.

It was a heavy punch from a Seventh Layer Dao Venerate!

Yet without breaking a sweat, not moving an inch, not even an eyelid!

Easily resolved.

The sound of shattering void abruptly ceased!

Replaced by a chorus of startled cries from the soldiers.

Involuntary exclamations!

Though soldiers had seen it many times before, each encounter still stunned them.

The gap between Mo Qian and Lin Fan was like a chasm, unbridgeable.

"Is this it?"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, chuckling mockingly.

"You damn..."

Mo Qian was livid, so furious he could burst.

He suddenly tried to yank back the hand Lin Fan had caught.

However.

Not budging an inch.

The fist seemed to be sealed, even with every ounce of strength Mo Qian couldn't pull it away.

Leaving him red-faced with frustration, the flush extending to the base of his neck.

"What's going on with General Mo Qian? Can't move?"

Lin Fan sneered, effortlessly.

Mo Qian said nothing.

Gritting his teeth, veins popping. He refused to believe it!

Swoosh!

He changed his mind, swung another punch fiercely!

If you won't let me go, I'll just hit you again!

But he didn't expect the other hand to follow suit.

Gripped firmly, unable to move.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Mo Qian looked increasingly awkward and pathetic, losing all sense of being a general.

Completely like an ant! A beggar!

Among the soldiers, whispers erupted.

"General Mo Qian can't even beat Lin Fan?"

"Comparing the two, Lin Fan does seem more like a general."

"Besides, don't forget, Wentian City was captured by General Lin alone!"

"That's right, what did General Mo Qian do?"

"..."

The crowd exchanged glances, speechless.

After thinking for a long time, no one seemed to know what Mo Qian had actually done.

The murmurs reached Mo Qian and Lin Fan's ears.

"Seems like your men are going to turn on you."

"Impossible!"

Mo Qian roared furiously, glaring at Lin Fan, his eyes wide open. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Even without Lin Fan saying it, he could feel it.

His authority within the army was gradually diminishing, as if going from a revered general to a contemptible underling.

Falling from heaven into hell, indeed, didn't feel good.

Mo Qian instantly became frantic.

There's only one way to preserve his prestige.

"Give me back the General Token!"

Mo Qian's teeth bared, his voice like a sound emerging from hell, deep, dark, and eerie.

Suddenly!

A yellow sandstorm swirled around him.

A terrifying force burst out from his body!

This was a desperate last stand!

However, Lin Fan continued to sneer.

"If you want the token, you have to be capable."

"Give it here!"

A mad roar!

A black mist spewed from Mo Qian's mouth and eyes!

Instantly transforming into a giant serpent, lunging at Lin Fan with its tongue out!

Lin Fan furrowed his brows slightly.

This guy is going into demonic deviation!

He immediately pushed Mo Qian away, turned around and wrapped his arms around Yi Siyu's slender waist, tip-toed, and swiftly retreated!

The black serpent opened its bloody maw before them, its sharp, venomous fangs clearly visible.

"Break!"

Retreating several meters, Lin Fan shouted.

With a flash of golden light, the black mist serpent vanished without a trace.

The entire process took only moments.

Yi Siyu was completely petrified, curling up in Lin Fan's arms, trembling like a frightened little animal.

Lin Fan's heart softened; is she really here to spy on me for Yi Tianqiu?

Yet, there was no time for such thoughts.

Mo Qian's second wave of attack came overwhelming!

Black clouds pressed on the city!

Blotting out the sky!

For the General Token, and also for his status in the Xuan Clan.

Mo Qian wagered everything, including his life!

"Return it! Give me back my belongings!"

He howled, screeched, his throat making a raspy sound like friction, his eyes sunken, utterly mad.

A breath!

Mo Qian was instantly in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan quickly pushed Yi Siyu aside!

Mo Qian's furious fists were already unleashed!

One breath, hundreds of punches!

"I'll kill you! I must kill you! Kill you!"

He chanted, eyes glowing with madness, staring straight at Lin Fan, obsessed with nothing else.

Lin Fan concentrated his Qi in his Dantian, not daring to slack off.

The two instantly entangled.

One black, one gold, exchanging blows.

Void shattered!

The air was filled with low growls.

Everyone felt a shiver down their spine.

"Damn, a lunatic!"

Lin Fan cursed under his breath, Mo Qian unleashed his full power, even surpassing his current strength.

"Since you want it so badly, here you go!"

A gap opened.

Lin Fan drew the General Token from his waist, threw it far behind Mo Qian.

"Whoever gets the General Token will be the general of the Xuan Clan army!"

Those words weren't meant for Mo Qian.

But spoken to tens of thousands of Xuan Clan soldiers!

For a moment, everyone froze.

Power, was within reach.