Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 2287 - 2554: You Canโt Kill Me!
Pfft...
Under the fierce impact, Ren Feifan was the first to spit out a mouthful of blood. ๐ป๐โฏโฏ๐ค๐๐๐๐ฐ๐๐๐.๐ธ๐๐ฎ
His body couldnโt withstand the deployment of the five-colored flames now!
Old Qiao was not in much better condition. Heart-wrenching pain emanated from his body, and he could clearly feel his veins groaning, as if they could collapse at any moment!
He too spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale, and a painful expression flashed across his face.
In this confrontation, both sides were severely wounded!
Old Qiao never imagined he would end up in such a lose-lose situation against a God Monarch Realm youngster!
This was simply an insult!
The next moment, Ren Feifan stomped fiercely on the ground, producing a sharp screech, as his shoes rubbed against the ground, leaving a deep mark.
"Ancient Sword Slash!"
Ignoring his bodyโs burden, Ren Feifan once again unleashed the Ancient Sword Slash.
A gale howled, crimson light surged skyward, heading straight for the retreating Old Qiao.
Seeing Ren Feifan unleash this move again, Old Qiaoโs expression remained unchanged.
This time, the momentum was strong, but nowhere near as unstoppable as the earlier strike.
Just as Ren Feifan was about to charge, Ye Yuntian moved!
"Sect Leader, let me handle this. Youโve sustained serious injuries; go to the back and rest for a while."
Ye Yuntian rushed out, wielding the Divine Sword, a murderous intent enveloping the day!
Seeing both of them approaching, Old Qiao was unnerved, with a hint of astonishment and fear in his eyes, he hurriedly retreated.
"Die!"
Seeing Old Qiaoโs hesitation, Ren Feifanโs lips curled into a cold smile.
He knew well that at this moment, the guy was nothing but a spent arrow.
His overconfidence led to this embarrassing situation, underestimating Ren Feifan, and now he was bound to pay a painful price.
In the blink of an eye, the combined strikes of Ren Feifan and Ye Yuntian landed atop Old Qiao.
"Despicable..."
Stunned, Old Qiao roared furiously.
Disregarding everything, he fired another shot.
Boom...
Instantly, the three strikes collided again, making roaring sounds.
Boom...
At the same time, a roaring sound erupted from within Old Qiaoโs body.
Though his power was strong, how enormous must be the burden on his body.
"Bang!"
Another explosion of energy sent Old Qiaoโs body crashing into a mansion!
Five or six walls shattered in an astonishing scene!
Debris was scattered everywhere!
Only finally stabilizing his figure, Old Qiao spat out another mouthful of blood.
In the whirlwind, Ye Yuntian retreated five steps, while Ren Feifan steadied himself, panting heavily.
He felt the power of top experts on Pilgrimage Mountain, his body nearly depleted, and the Little Sapling withered.
Continuing the fight was impossible.
Simultaneously, Ren Feifan sensed a hint of breakthrough.
This battle wasnโt a loss.
"Sect Leader, leave the rest to me. Your recent strike has heavily injured him. Thereโs something I donโt know if I should say." Ye Yuntian said.
Ren Feifan took a few breaths and said, "Speak!"
Ye Yuntianโs expression turned peculiar and said, "Sect Leader, are you still human? You are the most defying God Monarch Realm I have seen, although I know that move was due to special power, but a trump card is still part of strength."
"Forget it, wonโt say more. Iโll just kill that Old Qiao a bit." Ye Yuntian said.
Saying so, Ye Yuntian dashed out like an arrow released from the bowstring.
Ren Feifan took out several Elixirs, needing rest, proper rest now.
His gaze turned to Ye Yuntian and Old Qiao, glows flickering around them.
Each move carried a hint of Dao charm.
"I donโt know when I can become a strong one of such caliber. Without the Little Sapling, couldnโt even withstand a single strike from Old Qiao."
"Yet Ye Yuntian is already strong, but in front of the injured Old Qiao, still canโt kill him. It seems Old Qiao truly isnโt ordinary atop Pilgrimage Mountain!"
In the battlefield.
Their strikes showcased immense power, leaving countless spectators below gaping in astonishment.
This is the battle between masters. This is the clash of the strong. Each strike reached the pinnacle of terror!
Boom...
With unparalleled momentum, the strikes collided, and the roaring sound echoed endlessly, gusts swept the area, Sword Qi scattered everywhere. Nearly collapsing the surrounding barriers.
Ka-boom...
As the mighty powers clashed, the ground revealed stunning sword marks.
Thump thump thump...
White and red lights entwined, ultimately perishing together, turning into void.
After the move, Ye Yuntian let out a muffled groan as his form retreated explosively backward.
His blood churned within, and Ye Yuntianโs arm felt a sensation of numbness, causing a slight tremble.
This Old Qiao, such formidable strength! A hint of astonishment flashed in Ye Yuntianโs eyes.
In this strike, it could be said, both sides clashed purely in strength, with no skill involved.
"I admit youโre strong, but killing me isnโt that easy." Old Qiao wiped the blood off his mouth and said calmly, "Iโm curious why you call that youngster Sect Leader. Your strength is more than enough for his position."
"And what sect are you from?"
"Youโre not qualified to know!" Ye Yuntian replied.
"Courting death!"
With an angry shout, Old Qiaoโs weapon emitted a sharp piercing sound again as it rushed straight for Ye Yuntian.
Seeing the spear flashing and instantly appearing before him, a solemn expression flickered in Ye Yuntianโs eyes, quickly defending against it.
Creating waves of invisible force and countless sharp Sword Qi.
Boom...
Another clash, turbulent waves radiated in all directions, with thunderous sounds constantly echoing and reverberating.
Direct booming confrontations repeatedly, direct face-offs repeatedly. The battle between the two bore no hint of embellishments. This was pure forceful collision, power comparison.
Repeatedly frantic collisions brought deafening roaring sounds.
Repeatedly frantic collisions generated unparalleled gusts.
