Urban Supernatural Medical Saint-Chapter 1013: Fierce Battle

Obtained the Yang Clan’s promise.

Zhou Qirong felt relieved.

Even if he doesn’t get the Holy Spirit today, recruiting Yang Qiu, who is at the Void Saint level, is an achievement.

Especially in the current world environment, all tribes are in crisis.

With the reorganization of the new world, even ancient races are not confident in finding a foothold in this unfamiliar world.

The development speed of modern civilization far exceeds the imagination of cultivators.

Alliance development has always been a crucial means under the Dark Forest Law.

Zhou Qirong’s eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Boy... don’t blame me for being ruthless... blame yourself for being too foolish!"

Foolish enough to dare to offend a Void Saint.

Foolish enough to snatch a thirty-thousand-year Fierce Beast Core right in front of a Void Saint!

This is seeking death!

Zhou Qirong raised his hand gesture and summoned his weapon! The Eight-foot Snake Spear!

The Eight-foot Snake Spear, infused with Inner Essence, became entirely bright and emitted Cold Qi.

This is a manifestation only of weapons above the Holy Artifact level.

As a strong Saint, how could he possibly not have a suitable weapon?

Zhou Qirong stomped his foot, and with a boom, he cleaved through the Energy Storm using his weapon.

Swish swish!

The Eight-foot Snake Spear swung left and right in the air.

The energy all around undulated like rippling water.

And Zhou Qirong, like a ferryman on a boat, paddled vigorously.

The Eight-foot Snake Spear emitted a chilling light!

"Cloud-piercing Measure! Ninth Layer Skill Overlay!"

Swish swish...

Nine snake staffs appeared and instantly overlaid, crashing towards Fang Yu’s face.

Without the protection of the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor, if Fang Yu takes this move, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Fang Yu’s eyes were sharp.

He searched his mind for available combat skills.

Only to find that, apart from the Seven Stars Colored Cloud Steps for quick evasion, all other combat skills were passive defenses.

Whatever he chooses, it’s passive!

Rather than retreating, it’s better to attack.

The best defense is offense!

Fang Yu’s eyes turned cold, and he shouted, "Dragon Roar Sword!"

The Dragon Roar Sword responded to Fang Yu’s call and immediately appeared in his hand.

The pressure of the Immortal Spiritual Artifact made the Eight-foot Snake Spear shiver!

"Thunder Light! Nine Layer!"

Like a comet streaking across!

Fang Yu holding the Dragon Roar Sword collided with the Eight-foot Snake Spear!

Bang!

Zhou Qirong was sent flying by a distance!

At the same time, the Dragon Roar Sword in Fang Yu’s hand buzzed and trembled violently.

Fang Yu felt his arm go numb, took a few steps back, and stabilized his stance.

Zhou Qirong fell from mid-air, executed a Thousand-Pound Fall, stabilized his form, and glared at Fang Yu, saying: "You actually know the combat skills of the Flame Yellow Divine Race!"

"Flame Yellow Divine Race?"

Fang Yu didn’t know what he meant.

But he was well aware that among the Flame Yellow Divine Race, there was a powerful figure, the Human Emperor!

The combat skills obtained from the Mandala, the Rain Cutting Sword Technique and the Primordial Sword Scripture, were strikes infused by the Dragon Emperor and Human Emperor!

Yet Zhou Qirong recognized them.

"Who cares what combat skills! He must die today! Attack all at once!"

Yang Wen picked up his crossbow again!

Yang Wu, who was severely suppressed earlier, suddenly rushed forward, full of anger!

The three Saints at this moment were perfectly synchronized!

Attacking from three directions simultaneously.

Despite the barrier of the Energy Storm, their speed remained unchanged.

Above was the storm, along with Yang Qiu.

Three directions, three positions, with a stone wall behind!

No escape!

Unless he can burrow underground! But is that possible?

Fang Yu roared, "You forced me!"

The Dragon Roar Sword swung again!

As it swung, a sword seal appeared.

"Qi Sea Discharge!"

"Great Sumeru Sword Technique, Ten Layer!"

Centered around Fang Yu, a vortex seemed to form, swirling the sword seal to constantly overlay!

One, two, three...

Behind the stone wall, Ye Wenjun was shocked... and worried, reminding her of the scene in Dragon Sleep Sacred Land, where Fang Yu fought the eight Great Saints alone.

Why resort to the Qi Sea Discharge?

It’s as if pouring all the sea’s water onto land, the damage caused would be a calamity!

Is it because the Energy Storm above suppressed some power? To achieve a strike kill, he sacrificed Spiritual Energy at any cost?

Ye Wenjun really wanted to rush out!

However, Xu Zhaopei is more crucial at this critical moment.

She knew Fang Yu could handle these three Great Saints, yet she was still very nervous.

Xu Zhaopei felt her palms sweating; she didn’t intend to comfort her, but spoke: "Don’t worry! Fang Yu can handle them! Besides... there’s still Yang Qiu here, Fang Yu wouldn’t stay without a means of self-preservation! Plus, am I not here? Didn’t you notice, Fang Yu has already forced them to use their Holy Artifacts? Once the Holy Artifacts lose their effectiveness, that’s when I make my move!"

Hearing this, Ye Wenjun was taken aback.

That’s right, she almost forgot!

Xu Zhaopei wasn’t afraid of anything but those Holy Artifacts, right?

Thinking of this critical point, Ye Wenjun felt much steadier, continuing to watch the battle—

Under the Qi Sea Discharge, Fang Yu’s ten sword seals formed.

"Cornered resistance, struggling in vain... ignorant of life and death!" Yang Wen said in a deep voice.

Their three weapons advanced simultaneously.

Just at this moment.

The ten sword seals also struck.

"Ten Layer Skill! This is bad!" The storm was too fierce just now, and with poor visibility, they didn’t notice Fang Yu executing such a powerful combat skill!

Boom!

Bam bam!

Yang Wu, at the center, was first to get hit, spat blood, and flew backward!

If not for the energy suppression, he would have vanished like the rebels in Dragon Sleep Sacred Land!

The other two, Yang Wen and Zhou Qirong, had their weapons knocked from their hands, and were also sent flying by the Sword Gang hitting their bodies!

The protective shield shattered.

The two of them fell to the ground, their blood and qi in turmoil.

Yang Wu lay motionless on the ground, as if unconscious!

The little Divine Dragon soared across the sky, and the Eight-foot Snake Spear and arrows disappeared!

Fang Yu slowly landed.

The little Divine Dragon delighted in its feast!

Fang Yu forcibly suppressed the turmoil from the enemy, and said in a deep voice, "You sought death first... don’t blame me!"

The Dragon Roar Sword swung up again.

"Ten Layer... This, how can this be?!" Yang Wen was full of horror.

Having lost their Holy Artifacts and injured, they were no match for Fang Yu.

Fang Yu swung the Dragon Roar Sword, thoroughly intent on killing!

The murderous intent cultivated over tens of thousands of years enveloped the entire palace.

A sword strike overhead!

At this critical moment!

Yang Qiu above pressed down with a massive, pearl-like Energy Cluster in his hands!

"Audacious! Dare to hurt my disciple... get back!"

Boom!

The formidable Spiritual Will, directly hitting Fang Yu. The Spiritual Will dragged much Gang Qi!

Fang Yu instinctively resisted!

Bang! He slid back several steps and stabilised his stance.

"Oh? Even a minor Great Saint has a Spiritual Will level?!" Yang Qiu noticed this.

Seeing Yang Qiu descend.

Yang Wen was so thrilled he almost cried!

"Old Yang... Quickly, kill him! Yang Wu has been heavily injured by him!"

"Heavily injured?"

Yang Qiu glanced back!

Shortly after he landed.

The winds gradually subsided.

The Energy Storm also calmed down!