Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1001 - 999: Old Zheng, Finally Can’t Sit Still Anymore! (Second Update!)

Chapter 1001: Chapter 999: Old Zheng, Finally Can’t Sit Still Anymore! (Second Update!)

Ren Feifan knew that the great battle was inevitable, so to avoid any damage to the Sword Marquis’s ashes, he turned around, walked over to Luo Yin, and handed her the Sword Marquis’s ashes box.

"Luo Yin, keep this ashes box safe for me. If anything goes wrong, you are the one to answer for it!"

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

Having received the ashes box, Luo Yin’s eyes bore an unprecedented seriousness.

Ren Feifan’s words were a command!

After giving these instructions, Ren Feifan turned to Guo Xinlei and the Holy Sect disciples behind him and ordered, "Holy Sect disciples, listen to my command, all of you step back fifty meters!"

The battle was about to erupt!

However, within a few seconds, nobody moved, and the Holy Sect disciples behind him even drew their weapons and knelt on one knee!

"We wish to fight the enemy alongside Your Holiness!"

With these words, a new surge of momentum once again gathered above the Holy Sect disciples.

This time, the momentum took the form of a flag!

A bright red flag emblazoned with the words "Holy Sect"!

Ren Feifan was quite satisfied with this show of spirit and nodded. These Holy Sect disciples who followed him through life and death had indeed reached a commendable realm of strength.

Although, if a real battle were to break out, these people could definitely challenge True Path Realm experts!

But the losses would be heavy.

Ren Feifan did not wish to lose any more brothers.

One Sword Marquis was enough!

Besides, in this battle, he wanted to test the limits of his own strength.

His master had given him some trump cards, which should be enough to cope with the current situation.

Seeing that the Holy Sect disciples behind him had no intention of retreating, Ren Feifan commanded, "Luo Yin, if anyone doesn’t retreat fifty meters, apply the Holy Sect’s discipline immediately!"

"Yes!"

But still, no one moved.

They did not want the Holy One to fight alone!

The next moment, all Holy Sect disciples quickly moved to place themselves in front of Guo Xinlei and the Sword Marquis’s ashes box!

What they intended to do was to protect the last step of the Sword Marquis’s journey up the mountain!

Ren Feifan, moved by the scenes before him, said no more. Flipping over the Ancient Dust Sword, he propped it on his shoulder, and step by step, he walked towards those ancient monsters of Huaxia!

Ren Feifan found that with every step he took, several waves of terrifying pressure invaded, trying to stop him.

But he kept walking, seemingly unaffected, until suddenly the pressure doubled, and Ren Feifan’s forehead began to bead with sweat the size of soybeans!

With a step forward, Ren Feifan immediately plunged the Ancient Dust Sword into the ground, unleashing the power of the ancients, causing the ground to almost crack open. The crushing pressure disappeared entirely!

In its place came danger!

Elder Qin snorted coldly, glanced at Old Zheng and directly said, "Old Zheng, I’ve recovered most of my strength, you needn’t make a move. This kid doesn’t have that dragon with him this time, he’s not a threat! I’ll personally avenge my lost arm!"

Old Zheng’s brows furrowed, but he still said, "Alright, but be careful with this boy. He’s very tricky. If you can’t beat him, I’ll step in immediately."

Elder Qin nodded, walked toward Ren Feifan, flipped his arm, and a golden blade appeared in his hand!

The golden blade was surrounded by a wisp of Evil Qi, obviously of no low grade, and he flipped the blade in an instant, leaping into the air. In the moment he came to a stop in midair, he grabbed the hilt and swung fiercely, creating a rain of golden light that spread everywhere, sending violent energies scattering in all directions towards Ren Feifan!

"Ren Feifan, I’ll see how you fight me today!"

Ren Feifan, facing those violent energies, did not show the slightest fear!

He was in no rush to take the elixir his master had given him, thinking that if his current strength wasn’t enough, there would still be time to take it.

He reached out with his arm and shouted angrily, "Sword, come!"

The Ancient Dust Sword, originally planted in the ground, trembled slightly before violently shooting up and flying into Ren Feifan’s hand!

The moment the Ancient Dust Sword was in his grip, the Nine Yang True Qi in his Dantian erupted, instantly forming a terrifying flame!

With the flame in hand, Ren Feifan faced the violent attack head-on! To the onlookers, it seemed as though he was holding a blazing flame!

Without hesitation, he struck the flame fiercely into the midst of the rain curtain!

The rain curtain tore apart in an instant!

Just as the curtain of rain split, a golden blade pierced through, heading straight for Ren Feifan’s chest!

"Golden Blade Breaks Water!"

Ren Feifan heard a roar beside his ear, his eyes narrowed, and he hastily retreated!

The Ancient Dust Sword was cleaved forth!

As the two Sword Intents collided, Ren Feifan felt a great rebounding force assailing him, pushing him back five or six steps!

Furiously, he stabbed the Ancient Dust Sword into the ground, leaving a deep scratch – the ground seemed to crack open.

Only then did Ren Feifan stabilize his figure.

He coldly glanced at the Huaxia Guardian wielding the golden blade.

Elder Qin chuckled with a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth, "So what if you severed one of my hands? Today, I will not kill you with a single slash; I will chop off your limbs one by one, leaving you utterly helpless, haha! Without that dragon, what right do you have to battle me?"

The next second, as his words fell, Elder Qin raised the long knife in his hand and split the air towards Ren Feifan once again!

This slash carried the might of splitting the heavens and the earth!

He enjoyed this sensation! The thrill of overwhelming power!

Ren Feifan drew out the Ancient Dust Sword, sensing the essence of the second sword of the Ancient techniques, he knew he still needed to fight!

Only battle could fully unleash the second sword!

"Get back!" Ren Feifan roared, as the power of his tattoos activated! A golden dragon surged continuously around his body!

The strength in his arms erupted suddenly!

Sword and blade ferociously collided in the air!

Black and golden lights seemed to form a massive wave of energy, constantly expanding!

Although Elder Qin was of the True Path Realm and unable to channel his True Qi because one hand had been severed, he still had the other.

Even so, his strength was almost at the peak of the Innate level.

He should have easily overpowered Ren Feifan, but as the fight progressed, he realized he was evenly matched with Ren Feifan!

When did those at the early Innate stage become so powerful?

He was shocked, hastily retreating.

But Ren Feifan didn’t retreat, taking such a strike head-on; his black clothes were shredded into countless pieces by the force of the blast!

Exposing his exceedingly firm muscles!

And the bandages scattered, fully revealing the golden dragon tattoo!

No more delay, the real opponent was Old Zheng, who was watching him like a tiger eyeing its prey.

Any carelessness, and the opponent might strike to kill him!

Ren Feifan suddenly erupted, the Ancient Dust Sword sweeping forth!

"Ancient Ten Swords, the First – Break the Mountains and Rivers!"

A desolate aura wrapped around the entire mountain base in an instant.

Then, a terrifying Sword Intent surged forth, like a herd of wild horses charging at Elder Qin!

Elder Qin wanted to dodge but found the wild horses too ferocious, too fast, leaving him no time to react. The ground shook, and eventually, a fireball slammed into Elder Qin!

Elder Qin was no match, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The next second, in this moment of danger, an elder grabbed his shoulder and threw him out!

At the same time, the elder formed a mysterious sign with his fingers, and a green palm strike shot out!

The aura of the True Path Realm spread out!

Even though they were far apart, many felt a surge of Blood Gas!

The horse formed by Sword Intent suddenly dissipated!

Old Zheng could no longer sit idly by!