Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1110 - 1108: Want to See My Ultimate Move?

Chapter 1110: Chapter 1108: Want to See My Ultimate Move?

As Pharaoh, he possessed supreme power and strength that inspired fear. He had only ever experienced crushing others! Seldom defeat!

That’s why he dared to step into Huaxia territory to find the Spirit Clan and obtain that treasure!

Everything had gone smoothly until today, when he was unexpectedly made to spit out blood by a mere twenty-year-old youth!

For a moment, even he felt fear in his heart!

Fear of a youth!

At this moment, on the lakeshore, everything was calm.

But everyone was holding their breath.

The Egyptians in particular were stunned.

One sword strike had severely injured the Pharaoh, causing him to cough up fresh blood!

What in the world was this kind of strength!

According to the plot, shouldn’t it be the Pharaoh crushing the youth with his staff, and then the youth begging for mercy on his knees?

From the borders of Huaxia to the Inner Island of Purgatory, they had almost always fought their way through, and the outcome had always been the same.

But they turned a new page when they encountered this youth?

Since when were the warriors of the Innate Realm of Huaxia so badass?

The Pharaoh’s disciples glanced unconsciously at the black broadsword on Ren Feifan’s shoulder, swallowing hard, fearing that he might suddenly swing it down upon them.

If the elders couldn’t withstand it, let alone them.

Lin Qingxue’s delicate body trembled, feeling a mix of desire and fear for power. Since Ren Feifan was standing with his back to her, she could only see his silhouette, but in that instant, his figure seemed to grow tall and majestic, even as it drew closer to her master.

He finally understood why his mentor had sent him to Purgatory Island.

It turned out that the seeds had been sown long ago! That sword strike could have a profound impact on her cultivation path.

Everyone was marveling at Ren Feifan’s cultivation level and dominance, but only Ren Feifan knew how awkward his situation was right now!

Because the True Qi in his Dantian had been completely drained by that sword strike!

Not a drop was left!

The sword was a fine one, but the third strike of the Ancient Dust Sword was literally life-threatening.

He had to be more careful the next time he used it.

At this moment, he could only force himself to stand, the Ancient Dust Sword on his shoulder almost crushing him.

But the tough talk he had bluffed out, he had to pretend through tears!

Ren Feifan, while controlling the True Qi in his Dantian to circulate rapidly, was practicing the mental method of the Nine Yang Divine Art, continually consolidating True Qi. All the while, he had a cold smile on his lips, trying to buy time. He turned his head slightly and said indifferently, "Yo, can’t handle a warm-up? I haven’t even unleashed my ultimate move. How did you end up on the ground so fast? Pathetic!"

What the hell, this kid has an even bigger move?

The people around involuntarily took in a breath of cold air, the sword strike earlier still vivid in their minds! They really couldn’t imagine how terrifying his ultimate move could be!

Hearing this, the corners of Pharaoh’s mouth also twitched. A look of apprehension crossed his eyes, which he completely concealed. His face turning red with anger, he shouted, "Huaxia brat, you’re still pretending! Don’t think I don’t know that your last move has already drained all your strength, and you are now like a frightened bird, ready to be slaughtered!"

"Oh, if you don’t believe it, why don’t you come up and try?"

Ren Feifan appeared calm and composed on the surface, but inside he was more nervous than anyone, rapidly gathering True Qi.

To stall for one second was to gain one second, he couldn’t lose momentum!

In just a dozen or so seconds, some True Qi had returned to his Dantian.

The Pharaoh hesitated for a moment, truly a bit afraid!

After a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth, made a hand gesture, and threw his staff into the air where it began to float!

A dim blue light shot into his brow.

Soon after, a tiny black hole appeared on his forehead, and a drop of essence blood emerged, shooting onto the levitating staff!

Suddenly, a chill wind blew! Black mist ascended again!

"I call upon the power of the pyramid spirits with my blood, the Mummy will arrive and serve me!"

As the words were spoken, the earth suddenly shook, numerous trees fell, and the smoke gradually dispersed.

A dark shadow emerged, wrapped by countless bandages stained with patches of blood, and only its withered hands and gloomy eyes were visible.

It was exactly like the mummies seen on television.

The mummy’s two withered claws bore long, sharp nails.

Its body crouched low, fingernails scraping against the ground forcefully, making a series of piercing noises, causing the surrounding people to suffer unbearably.

Suddenly, the Egyptians all knelt down, placing their palms on their chests, muttering as if performing some ritual!

Even the Pharaoh slightly bowed his head, with profound respect!

Afterward, he suddenly stretched out his hand, pointing directly at Ren Feifan in the distance, and an icy voice arose:

"This man has desecrated the gods and must be killed without mercy!"

"Huaxia brat, accept the curse of death. Let’s see what other crappy tricks you have!" the Pharaoh roared again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mummy’s gloomy eyes flickered, and it took a step, moving towards Ren Feifan!

Its speed was extremely fast, and with every step, the ground shook, leaving a deep footprint.

Ren Feifan, carrying the Ancient Dust Sword, naturally sensed the danger, but he was not worried at all, instead, he burst into laughter, "Old geezer, you think summoning is your specialty? Let me show you one of our Huaxia’s evil creatures! I’m curious to find out whether your Western mummy is more formidable, or our Eastern Ghost King!"

Hiss!

In an instant, a rune appeared in Ren Feifan’s hand, and flames shot from his palm.

The rune burned up immediately!

Ren Feifan threw it into the sky, bellowed, "Since you’re so eager to see my big move, I’ll satisfy you! Ghost King, come on, it’s your time to show off!"

When the rune had burned to ashes, billowing black mist arose around them!

"Cackle—"

A chilling voice suddenly emanated from the black mist, sending shivers down the spine of anyone who heard it!

As the smoke cleared, everyone saw an exceedingly hideous behemoth!

The behemoth was covered in blood, with an enormous nose, droopy eyes, and an aura that caused palpitations; it even stuck out its tongue to lick its lips while drool continuously flowed from its mouth!

"What the... what the hell is this thing?"

Watching the Ghost King, the Pharaoh’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Could this really be the young man’s trump card?

"Mummy, quick... tear this thing apart!"

The Pharaoh urged, feeling somewhat frightened by the immense creature!

Perhaps because both the mummy and the Ghost King embodied sinister and deathly presences, but since there can only be one king of the mountain, they both opened their wide mouths and charged at each other!

The black mist became their battlefield!

The mummy struck first, grasping the Ghost King’s body and scoring a direct hit!

The Ghost King’s chest was instantly clawed open, spewing black blood, and it let out a pain-stricken howl!

It pounded the ground with its fists, venting the anger in its heart!

The next second, the Ghost King bent its knees, and its whole body soared up into the sky!

"Boom!"

After reaching mid-air, it fell back to the ground like a meteorite crashing into the earth!

Landing heavily on the mummy!

The entire earth completely cracked open!