Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1152 - 1150: You Really Think I’m Afraid of You?

Chapter 1152: Chapter 1150: You Really Think I’m Afraid of You?

"Pff!"

Ren Feifan only felt an overwhelming force strike from behind, blood surging upward. Unable to suppress it any longer, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The fresh blood gradually stained the surface of the Ancient Dust Sword.

His body inclined further forward, but fortunately, he clutched the Ancient Dust Sword which was thrust into the ground, cushioning the force from behind and stabilizing his posture.

He discovered that the realm of this Destroy Holy Temple disciple was somewhat peculiar; on the surface, it appeared to be of the True Path Realm, but his actual combat ability far surpassed any pinnacle expert of the True Path Realm he had ever faced!

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind. Ren Feifan then realized that he was within the opponent’s formation, which certainly bolstered the other’s strength.

After dealing with that protector, he had planned to draw these people out, but in the end, he couldn’t resist and started the fight right inside the hall.

Since it had begun, he might as well fight earnestly, as the opponent was unlikely to leave this place.

He swept his gaze slightly and already spotted Lin Qingxue in the corner, pale-faced.

Although Lin Qingxue’s life was unrelated to him, his master did have an old acquaintance with him, so he might as well help if he could.

Moreover, their common enemy was now these people from the Destroy Holy Temple.

Since they had encountered each other, they must be killed!

Ren Feifan steadied himself, forcefully pulled the Ancient Dust Sword from the ground, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on Fang Zhenglin.

The stronger the enemy, the stronger he became. He didn’t realize that his eyes were growing redder and redder, nearing that state.

Fang Zhenglin wore a disdainful smile on his face, looking at Ren Feifan as if he were a mere ant.

He sneered sinisterly, "Would you have thought that Saint Doctor’s Gate has fallen to such an extent at this time? An Innate Realm youngster still wishing for revenge, haha, you are simply too weak for me."

"Oh, is that so? You’re just relying on that Extinguishing Holy Seven Killing Formation set up by Destroy Holy Temple. Without that formation, do you think you would still be my opponent?"

Ren Feifan’s icy voice rang out.

Fang Zhenglin was taken aback, never expecting this detail to have been discovered by the young man.

It’s said that disciples from Saint Doctor’s Gate are all-round geniuses, claiming to be experts in alchemy, medicine, and formations. He didn’t believe it at first, but it seems he was right.

Unfortunately, this youngster coming here alone was undoubtedly seeking death!

If he had chosen to lay low in the secular world for many years, then perhaps he might have grown to a frightening extent!

But now, this fellow only has himself to be destroyed by him!

"Since you’ve guessed it, I won’t hide it anymore. This is indeed our Destroy Holy Temple’s Extinguishing Holy Seven Killing Formation. The power of any Destroy Holy Temple disciple will double within it, but knowing this changes nothing for you! Enough with the chatter, it’s time to end this!"

Fang Zhenglin declared, and his figure vanished once more, the surrounding black mist growing denser, permeated with a deadly stillness.

Observing the changes around him, Ren Feifan’s lips curled into a sinister smile, muttering to himself, "You have your Extinguishing Holy Seven Killing Formation, but we Saint Doctor’s Gate have the Spirit Demon Saint Body Pill! I shall see who is more formidable!"

With that, True Qi surged in his palm, suddenly revealing a crimson elixir.

Although Ren Feifan had said he did not want to rely on this elixir, at this moment, he had no choice but to use it one more time!

Using this pill to kill disciples of Destroy Holy Temple would indeed be quite memorable!

He fiercely swallowed the elixir, and a rich fragrance of the medicine instantly collided within his body, filling his entire being!

A sensation of exhilaration nearly made Ren Feifan cry out in madness!

Then came that sense of agony and tearing.

Yet, the more intense it became, the wider the smile on Ren Feifan’s face grew!

Slowly, the horrible pain completely vanished, Ren Feifan felt lighter, and he even felt his strength had doubled, his body’s toughness had expanded manifold!

This was the sensation he wanted!

"Destroy Holy Temple, one day you will be trampled under my feet, and you are the first!"

Ren Feifan roared furiously, his aura bursting forth continuously, with the four Blood Moons on his arms emerging, and his eyes turning even redder!

His body was covered in scarlet Evil Qi!

Fang Zhenglin sensed something was amiss!

This disciple of Saint Doctor’s Gate had actually soared from the later stages of the Innate Realm directly into the True Path Realm!

What Secret Technique was this!

He couldn’t delay any longer!

A hint of ferocity flickered in Fang Zhenglin’s eyes, and a Blood-Colored Long Sword appeared in his hand, from which rolling black vapor shot out!

The Blood Sword suddenly expanded dozens of times.

It charged directly at Ren Feifan!

Ren Feifan watched the Blood Sword breaking through all restraints, a slow smile forming on his lips, the Ancient Dust Sword held high, suddenly cleaved downward!

"Bang!"

The Blood Sword was directly split into two parts!

The next second, Ren Feifan’s figure completely vanished!

Fang Zhenglin had never imagined that his Blood Sea Sword, condensed with the essence of Destroy Holy Temple’s three great secret techniques, would be directly split by the opponent’s sword. He was slightly surprised, but soon, he sensed another threat approaching fast!

"Crack!"

A pair of hands clamped around Fang Zhenglin’s neck.

The whole world suddenly quieted down! Fang Zhenglin’s pupils dilated suddenly!

"Don’t be surprised; the real show has just begun!"

Ren Feifan whispered into Fang Zhenglin’s ear. Then, the power from his arm tattoos exploded, hurling Fang Zhenglin away!

He was flung hard!

Fang Zhenglin only felt the roaring wind against his cheek before he, with a "bang," smashed directly onto the ground!

Countless fragments of stone flew wildly! A pool of fresh blood appeared on the ground.

This was not at all a cultivator’s way of fighting; it was like a mundane brawl, yet it had caught him off guard!

Fang Zhenglin vanished from the spot again, but Ren Feifan was not in the least bit afraid. His eyes grew even redder, his entire demeanor as if he had become another person.

Suddenly, a black spear shot out from the mist!

Then another!

Countless black spears surged forth like a tide, carrying with them Fang Zhenglin’s hatred!

The people of Destroy Holy Temple being beaten up by a "trash" from Saint Doctor’s Gate was an insult to him!

Rlooking at those dense black spears, Ren Feifan helplessly shook his head and murmured, "Since this is a technique of Destroy Holy Temple, then I will counter with a Martial Art Technique from Saint Doctor’s Gate!"

"Holy Spirit Nine Skies!"

Ren Feifan roared, a drop of his essence blood shot onto the Ancient Dust Sword, then his fingers formed seals, turning the sword in his hand from one into ten, ten into a hundred...

With a "boom," it spread out, countless sword shadows charged toward the spears!

Layer upon layer.

Like ripples, they spread out in circles.

The myriad spears struck the ripples and suddenly shattered! Turning into dust!

This move, Ren Feifan used it rarely. This was the second time, and this time it was effective.

"Alright, the game should about end now, winner winner, chicken dinner!"

He blurted out a nonsensical phrase instinctively, then his eyes narrowed, his hand shot out to grab onto the black mist!