Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 193: Shameless_1

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Shameless_1

"Kill!"

Nie Long let out a thunderous roar, his face twisting in a grotesque manner, his pupils turning a bloody crimson.

He lifted his long blade and dashed forward with a whoosh.

This time, he held nothing back as he aimed the blade straight for Mo Han’s chest.

Before the blade even arrived, a surging wave of blade energy assaulted them.

"It’s killing intent!"

Tang Ying’s face suddenly turned pale. He could tell that this was a killing intent built up from countless pools of blood!

If the killing intent alone was so terrifying, how could Mo Han possibly defend against a full strike?

Bai Yunhe and Tang Guowei were both startled by this killing intent, feeling somewhat disoriented. This momentum was not much less than that of Nie Kuangtu five years ago.

Zhou Xintong covered her mouth with both hands, her heart leaping into her throat.

The opponent was a renowned Grandmaster who also wielded a weapon, whereas Mo Han was unarmed. How could he fight?

Nie Feiyang’s mouth curved slightly upward. Ah Long’s Instant Kill had claimed the lives of countless experts in Snake City.

Even if Mo Han could dodge it, he would likely pay a steep price, making it easy for him to collect Mo Han’s head.

In the empty room, Mo Han still stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly oblivious to the overwhelming blade intent before him.

He moved his foot to the left, dodging the blade energy with precise timing.

While Mo Han was moving, Nie Long gripped his long blade, turning its edge and thrusting it diagonally towards Mo Han’s chest.

This technique was known as "Instant Kill," capable of taking a life in a blink of an eye.

The blade thrust was fierce and filled with intent to kill.

It was like an arrow that could pierce the heavens.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by the sound of the air tearing, this blade thrust with the momentum to bring down cities aimed straight at Mo Han’s chest.

Undoubtedly, if it struck, Mo Han would have no chance of survival!

Tang Ying, Tang Guowei, and the others tensed, their palms sweating with nervousness.

"Kill him!"

Seeing that Mo Han hadn’t dodged up to this point, Nie Feiyang sneered. He seemed to have already seen the image of Mo Han being sliced in half by Nie Long.

"Clang!"

At that moment, a flash of cold light streaked by, and a silver needle grazed past Nie Long’s long blade.

Nie Long’s body paused, and his overwhelming killing intent suddenly dissipated like smoke.

Upon closer inspection, the long blade in his hand had shattered into pieces.

"Impossible!"

Nie Long inwardly cried out. On instinct, he hurled the hilt at Mo Han and rapidly backpedaled several meters.

The whole sequence unfolded in merely a second. Even Nie Feiyang, who had been braced for a long time, couldn’t react in time.

"What... What just happened?" Nie Feiyang’s smile froze on his face, his lips twitching unconsciously as he asked.

Nie Long’s face turned deathly pale, and he shook his head, indicating that he had no idea what had just occurred.

To have one’s weapon broken by an opponent without even knowing how, it was an absolute humiliation for a martial artist.

"I... I don’t know," Nie Long said, shaking his head, looking at Mo Han with a gaze full of wariness.

"Damn it! I refuse to believe this!" Nie Feiyang stowed the Snake Skin Drum, then said to Nie Long, "Ah Long, this time we’ll act together. I refuse to believe we can’t kill him!"

As he spoke, he gave his gem-inlaid curved blade a pat and shot a look at Nie Long.

Are you sure you want to use that move?

Nie Long hesitated for a moment, pondered for a few seconds, then finally nodded emphatically.

Even after being defeated in Jiangling City five years ago, he had never felt as frustrated as he did today. If he didn’t kill this person today, how would he ever stand in Jianghu again?

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after a full five seconds, he opened his sharp eyes again.

Instantly, a cold and piercing gaze shot out towards Mo Han.

Everyone was frightened by this gaze—they knew that Nie Long was enraged, and the next attack would come with the force of thunder.

Nie Feiyang put the Heart-guarding Mirror in place and then drew a gem-inlaid curved blade, pointing its tip directly at Mo Han.

"Kill!"

Nie Long spat out the word as he surged forward with a dagger, rushing out like a sudden gust of wind and torrential rain.

Simultaneously, Nie Feiyang’s toes touched the ground, and he too, brandishing the curved blade, came roaring in.

The two attacked Mo Han from left and right in a pincer movement.

"Well done!"

Mo Han’s fighting spirit surged. He tapped his toes and flicked a long blade up from the ground, charging at the two men.

Just as the three were about to clash, Nie Long suddenly changed direction with a swift pivot, stealing past Mo Han’s side and whipping out a handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth.

Mo Han was momentarily caught off guard, then saw Nie Feiyang raising the gem-inlaid curved blade. He pressed something on the hilt, and immediately, a wave of white powder burst forth.

"Despicable! They’re too despicable!"

Zhou Xintong stamped her feet in frustration and shouted angrily, "How could they do this! How could they!"

Tang Guowei, Tang Ying, and the others stood up at once, their looks filled with anger and contempt as they glared at Nie Feiyang.

To resort to such lowly tricks, were these still the deeds of a martial artist?

Mo Han had not expected this move from them, and he couldn’t dodge in time, causing a lot of the powder to get into his eyes.

Seizing the opportunity, Nie Feiyang and Nie Long both swung their blades, shouting, "Kill!"

Whoosh!

Two beams of blade light descended from left and right, sealing Mo Han’s escape routes and leaving him no room to dodge.

Unexpectedly, Mo Han simply closed his eyes, refusing to watch his attackers’ movements. His ears quivered, and in an instant, he raised his long blade.

He thrust out with his blade.

This thrust seemed unremarkable, but it was enshrouded in a faint purple aura.

Bang!

Mo Han’s long blade collided with Nie Long’s dagger, and a surge of momentum pinned Nie Long firmly beneath it.

With a snapping sound, Nie Long’s dagger shattered into pieces, and the massive impact force sent him flying onto a wall pillar.

"How... How is this possible?"

Nie Long, clutching his chest, couldn’t help vomiting a mouthful of black blood. "Could it be... Could it be that he is a Great Grandmaster!!!"

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.