Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1069 - 1067: The Chief Culprit! Fight! (One more!)

Chapter 1069: Chapter 1067: The Chief Culprit! Fight! (One more!)

Ren Feifan didn’t hesitate, now that he had found the culprit, he resolutely wouldn’t let it escape!

With True Qi circulating in his Dantian, he practically skimmed above the ground, rapidly pursuing the fleeing Black Flood Dragon.

He and the Black Flood Dragon had clashed more than once before, and previously he had relied on Dandan to deal with it. Now, without Dandan, but his own strength should be sufficient to face the enemy now.

Back then, he was half a step into the celestial level, but now he had stepped into the Innate realm, and with the elixirs from Saint Doctor’s Gate, he was even capable of battling someone in the True Path Realm!

What was there to fear!

In an instant, Ren Feifan turned into a fleeting shadow and completely vanished!

At this moment, Yaochi’s mouth curled into a cold smirk. He looked at the distant firelight, feeling an intense sense of control, a thrill to the extreme.

It was as though whatever he wished for, he could obtain.

He planned to devour Ren Feifan’s possessions step by step, until, in the end, Ren Feifan would be left alone, without a single ally!

Then it would be that person’s turn.

By now, Ren Feifan must be in a state of pain and anger.

As for that Fire Dragon, he wasn’t necessarily its match now, but once he made his breakthrough in cultivation, he would surely seek it out and slay it himself!

Having thought everything through, he was ready to return to the East Ocean and proceed with the next step.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed; he quickly sensed a threat coming from behind!

Someone had caught up?

Could it be one of Huaxia’s Guardians or those old monsters?

He felt no fear toward these people and wasn’t scared in the least.

For those Huaxia cultivators to think they could hold him, the legendary Black Flood Dragon of East Ocean, back was utterly impossible.

The shadow behind him drew ever closer.

Yaochi finally recognized the face and the background of the person approaching.

It was actually Ren Feifan!

The moment he saw Ren Feifan, he stiffened, utterly not expecting this man to have shown up.

It seemed that his plan not only had to start earlier but was also completely thwarted.

He knew better than anyone the strength of Ren Feifan from the past; he was no match for him at all.

He subconsciously scanned the surroundings and upon realizing that the dragon didn’t show up, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

That dragon instilled in him an extreme sense of danger, not only due to its overwhelming strength but also because of the power of its bloodline!

And that had become a demon in his heart!

The bloodline of the Divine Dragon was innately noble, and his own bloodline of the Flood Dragon would never surpass that of the Divine Dragon unless he could transform into a dragon one day!

But how many Flood Dragons can become dragons?

Ren Feifan, watching his old rival grow ever closer, grabbed the Ancient Dust Sword without hesitation to prevent the other from escaping.

He hurled the Ancient Dust Sword out with force, shooting it straight towards the Black Flood Dragon!

The speed was incredibly fast, accompanied by the sounds of tearing through the air!

With his current realm and strength, Ren Feifan found that his control of the Ancient Dust Sword was crystal clear!

Even the second sword among the Ancient Dust Ten Swords was powerful enough to be unleashed!

Let alone leaving behind this four-legged beast!

"Bang!"

The Ancient Dust Sword, with the sound of air being torn apart, fell like a meteor!

Heading straight for the Black Flood Dragon!

Yaochi clearly sensed a hint of danger and was slightly puzzled by the approaching shadow, but he quickly reacted, summoning a mass of black fog in the palm of his hand. The fog kept condensing, compressing, and then violently shot out!

It collided directly with the Ancient Dust Sword!

With a "BOOM!", the two forces struck each other, and turbulent energy waves rippled out!

The Sword Intent of the Ancient Dust Sword burst forth horizontally, piercing through the black fog!

Dust and smoke rose!

The Black Flood Dragon didn’t expect Ren Feifan to still have such power, and quickly made hand seals to retreat rapidly, managing to block the spread of the energy waves.

At the same time, a two-foot stick appeared in his hand and he directly slapped it against the relentlessly approaching Ancient Dust Sword.

The Ancient Dust Sword was instantly flung away and fell onto the ground with a "BANG!", instantaneously cracking the earth!

Yaochi felt a strange numbness in his arm from the strike.

His arm was completely numbed by the opponent’s sword!

At this moment, his sense of superiority had completely vanished, and his face took on a look of suspicious awe as he stared at the sword stuck in the ground, murmuring, "This sword... such a domineering power it has!"

Yaochi clenched his fist and looked at the young man not far away with a hint of coldness on his lips, "I didn’t expect that we’d meet again so soon. By the way, where is the dragon that’s always by your side?"

Ren Feifan completely ignored Yaochi’s words, instead responding icily, "You’re behind the explosion, aren’t you? And it was you who caused trouble at the Feifan Pharmaceutical headquarters last time."

"Heh, what does it matter whether it was me or not? What can you do to me?"

The stick in Yaochi’s hands actually turned into a long spear, revealing his murderous intent. He was not the slightest bit afraid of Ren Feifan; killing such a person was only a matter of time.

Since he had brought death upon himself by coming here, then killing him it would be.

"If you sought revenge against me, you should have come straight for me. Why harm innocent people? Many of them have never met me or even know who I am," said Ren Feifan, his voice becoming darker towards the end.

"Innocent?" Yaochi laughed mockingly, "Where do you find so many innocents? In my eyes, there are only two types of people—the strong and the worthless. Those who can’t cultivate are fated to be worthless. What does it matter if they die!"

"In my eyes, you are also worthless."

Ren Feifan moved, and gripping his hand, an ink-black long sword flew towards him!

It was the Ancient Dust Sword!

Yaochi, too, became serious, his eyes filled with murderous intent as scales suddenly appeared on his body, turning utterly bizarre.

Soon, his entire arm was as if covered with a thick black armor.

Then, he smashed his fist against the Ancient Dust Sword.

The word ’worthless’ caused the Black Flood Dragon to roar into a frenzy, his scales completely enveloping him; now Yaochi looked just like a monster!

"BOOM!"

The two forces collided, shaking heaven and earth!

Yaochi staggered back three steps, his Blood Gas surging, yet Ren Feifan remained unmoved!

Shock filled Yaochi’s face. How could this be possible? How had this boy suddenly become so strong?

His strength had been utterly crushed by himself in the past.

If it weren’t for that dragon behind him, his opponent would have long been dead beyond any doubt.

Yaochi did not hesitate, instantly recovering, his True Qi swirling around his feet, and he vanished from the spot!

Ren Feifan’s face showed no fluctuation, his eyes were very calm, and this calm appeared to be the calm before the storm.

"I said, in my eyes, you are nothing but trash," repeated the faint voice of Ren Feifan!

Called trash over and over again, Yaochi was driven into a furious rage, his years of cultivated composure completely shattered!

He stood up, appeared behind Ren Feifan, his eyes slightly chilly, and his fingers turned into sharp claws as he fiercely clawed towards Ren Feifan!

Should he manage to grab hold, death would be certain!