The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 923 - 506: An Explosive Step
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Jumping down from the Flying Sword, he landed on the roof of a building, with an explosive step, Yan Xiaobao lunged at the Saints Team that attacked him a moment ago, his speed increased, reaching them in the blink of an eye. Looking at the roof top beneath his feet which was now inscribed, Yan Xiaobao's sheer power numbed everyone's hearts. He simply couldn't be compared to his former self.
Yan Xiaobao showed a toothy grin in front of the three leading experts; his killing intent was boiling, and his desire to kill was ignited. Right in front of him was the first expert, just like Wu Wei forming in front of him, clasping a large hand shape, Yan Xiaobao's sharp claws descended from above. They ravaged Wu Wei in front of the expert and the Saint's chest he attempted to attack.
The expert looked helplessly at Yan Xiaobao, and the expert's state plummeted; his life left him, and his eyes darkened.
At the moment of his death, Yan Xiaobao felt a powerful energy enter his body. This energy was the life force left by the Saint. Feeling the power entering his body, he understood he had gained nearly a hundred years. The Saint's life force revitalized his body, making him younger, stronger, and even more formidable than before.
When another attack from Wu Wei descended upon him, he quickly dodged to the side, needing this explosive power. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"Everyone gather!" one of the masked men shouted out, every Saint rallied and gathered together. A group now composed of fourteen instead of fifteen people.
The Emperor tried to emulate, but with five Emperors on each side, neither side had an advantage, retreat was not easy, as Lao demonstrated his martial power attack, Deng Wu's soul shadow flickering back and forth, launching sneak attacks and maintaining the opponents' positions. Xu Biao also exerted his abilities to the fullest. His most popular attack was, Wu Wei's palm flying relentlessly, hitting one expert after another, keeping the opponents on alert, or they would suffer severe harm.
Wang Julong did not participate in the front line, but plants here and there chased opponents, preventing them from escaping, advancing, or moving in any way. Every time stunned by the plants, their attacks would become chaotic.
Sha Yun's battle style was completely different from Wang Julong; she didn't stay at the back but at the front. Her tail was like a whip, her hands constantly maneuvering the ground. Yan Xiaobao had given her the skill of tremor, the ground constantly shifting. Spikes appeared randomly, hands sweeping from the ground, or slapping the experts.
Yan Xiaobao stood on the roof of a building, watching the again gathered group of Saints. His eyes narrowed, the red flame within them continuously burning. Being in his Wolf Form did not lead to energy depletion, so he wasn't in a rush to attack.
The other group was the same. Though they had accounted for Yan Xiaobao's Blizzard Prison, they didn't anticipate more powerful cards up his sleeve. Seeing this, they had to reconsider their chances of defeating him. Behind Yan Xiaobao, Xiao Ning and the three-man team were always ready for battle. They backed Yan Xiaobao, making it even more difficult for the masked experts to attack.
It was clear they were contemplating when suddenly, the group of fourteen Saints was immediately attacked. Wu Wei flashed everywhere, as their attacks weren't targeting one specific person, but everyone, including the King.
"Xiao Ning, protect the others!" Yan Xiaobao hurriedly shouted, even though the elderly man moved as quickly as possible, Wu Wei's attack quickly reached the King-level experts. Whatever they were going to do, they knew they couldn't avoid the timing. Their faces turned pale, filled with fear.
Xiao Ning's shield arrived in front of the King, but Qiao was still in the corner, her shield not large enough to protect her. Her face was filled with fear, and just when she was about to retreat, a shadow appeared in front of her.
Yan Xiaobao moved as quickly as possible, using his body to stop the attack. The incident knocked him to the ground, forming a two-meter-deep crater.
After the crack on his neck, Yan Xiaobao stood up, a black sword appearing at his feet, and then quickly flew into the sky.
His body was bleeding from the many wounds he sustained, but due to the life force he gained earlier, his wounds healed almost immediately, and his red fur didn't show any blood.
After witnessing Yan Xiaobao violently crashing to the ground with his body enduring so many attacks, still able to stand up, as if nothing happened, without any visible injury, the masked experts' mood turned cold.
If their direct attacks were useless, what chance did they have to defeat him?
"Retreat!" one of the masked men shouted out, and as he did, the others nodded and began to head for the sky. Many of them used Flying Swords to try to scatter, but laughter echoed through the sky.
"You tried to kill me, I can accept. You tried to kill my friends, I cannot endure, but worst of all, you tried to kill my child! For this, I will never let you live! Hear my words, if I don't kill you today, then I will surely hunt you down and kill you all! We cannot coexist! Don't believe your silly masks will save you! I wish you all dead!" As Yan Xiaobao finished dealing with the first expert, his sword blurred again as he reached the second expert. Before his body landed on the ground, he once again grasped the expert's neck with his hand.
