Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1270 - 1168: The Cultivation of the Dead Has No Meaning!

Chapter 1270: Chapter 1168: The Cultivation of the Dead Has No Meaning!

Old Master Fang furrowed his brows and looked at Ren Feifan, saying, "What do you mean by this? You say release him and what becomes of Fang’s Family in Xiangjiang? Do you really think that just because you’ve broken through to the True Path Realm, you own the skies of Huaxia? Young man, it’s good to have strength, but being too arrogant can be fatal!"

"Release—he—now." Ren Feifan stated again, emphasizing each word, "My patience is limited, this is the last time."

As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly man suddenly stood out, scoffing, "Kid, I’ve long heard that the Saint of the Sacred Gate is extremely arrogant, not even considering the Huaxia Guardians or those old monsters as threats. Now it seems it’s true! Do you know that the Fang’s Family has grown into such a colossal entity in just a hundred years and even become the Emperor of Xiangjiang? Are you sure you’re in a position to negotiate? If that’s the case, let me personally handle you!"

Next second, a long spear appeared in the old man’s palm!

The spear twinkled with light, clearly not an ordinary object.

Moreover, the spear tip was extremely sharp, wrapped with a strand of Evil Qi—obviously many had died under this spear!

The old man first raised the long spear and ferociously swung it down at Ren Feifan!

The spear was about to crash onto Ren Feifan’s shoulder, but Ren didn’t move an inch, as if frozen.

Seeing this, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of the old man’s mouth.

So much for the mighty True Path Realm practitioner!

This strike would either kill this arrogant lad or cripple him!

But when the spear hit Ren Feifan’s shoulder, there was no resistance—not even a scratch! It smashed into the ground instead, causing the earth to shake and a long gash to form!

Obviously, it missed!

This... how is this possible?

A look of doubt mixed with astonishment appeared on the old man’s face, as he exclaimed, "Where is he?"

"Hey, are you looking for me?"

Just then, a cold voice sounded behind the old man. Startled, the old man swiftly turned around only to see the young man standing in the corner of the villa.

Ren Feifan was leaning against the wall, his eyes unflinching, which only added to the palpable tension.

The old man didn’t waste words, his True Qi gathered in his hand, and the long spear cut through the air aiming directly at Ren Feifan, but it missed again!

"What’s the matter, so arrogant before and now you dare not confront me directly? What kind of hero dodges like this!"

The old man scoffed.

Ren Feifan glanced at the old man and then at the spear, simply shaking his head in resignation.

"I don’t want to waste too much time on a useless person."

Then, his gaze shifted directly to Fang Tianqing, smiling, "You’re worthy!"

His smile was mild, yet behind it hid a boundless killing intent!

Fang Tianqing paid no heed to Ren Feifan; instead, he closed his eyes, as if awaiting some outcome.

The old man couldn’t bear being ignored any longer! With a quick flash, he turned into a blur at his original spot.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ren Feifan.

The spear bent, and the spear wind surged, sending ripples spreading out, and a golden Sword Intent aimed directly at Ren Feifan’s chest!

"Stop putting on airs, boy, today I’ll let you see the power of my Ghost Killing Ground Spear!"

Ren Feifan’s khaki trench coat fluttered slightly, his eyes tightly fixated on the incoming spear.

If it has come to this, then let’s fight!

Ren Feifan extended his hand, gripping the handle of the sword behind him, suddenly! A burst of strength erupted and a sense of ancient power spread from his palm!

A red Evil Qi covered the entire room!

"Ding!"

The Ancient Dust Sword was unsheathed! It pointed directly at the long spear in the old man’s hand without making a move, ordinary and undramatic, Ren Feifan hadn’t even used his True Qi!

"Clang!"

The longsword collided with the long spear, flashing black and red light continuously!

At that moment, a murderous intent burst from Ren Feifan! An extremely fierce Sword Intent was transmitted!

The old man’s long spear suddenly broke into countless pieces, and then the old man only felt his body suddenly attacked by a piercing Sword Qi with murderous intent!

A sense of death crawled all over his body!

"Pfft!" A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out without warning!

His eyes widened, pointing at Ren Feifan, he said in horror, "You, you... what is this..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Sword Qi had already passed through his body, completely silencing his breath, and he heavily fell to the ground.

At this moment, the entire hall became eerily silent, Ren Feifan himself remained motionless, but his eyes swept over the crowd once more!

Aside from Old Master Fang and Fang Tianqing, everyone’s complexion turned deathly pale, clearly frightened.

The elder who had just made a move was familiar to them, he was the Second Elder! But to their utter disbelief, this figure, who in their minds possessed overwhelming strength, couldn’t withstand even one sword strike from Ren Feifan!

Moreover, that strike was simple and brutal, clearly not showcasing the young man’s true strength!

My God, this young man was merely in his twenties and had already reached such a level, who else could stop his strides?

Everyone thought of this, and their gazes couldn’t help but fall on Fang Tianqing.

After all, both individuals were geniuses who had stepped into the True Path Realm from secular life!

Their strength was also enigmatic and ruthlessly decisive!

Fang Tianqing had stepped into the True Path Realm at nineteen and was now twenty-five years old! No one knew the extent of his strength!

All they knew was that, during the day, Fang Tianqing would lazily lie on a sofa and sleep all day, but at night, he would vanish, with no one knowing where he went!

This had become a mystery of the Fang’s Family.

Now the other mystery lingering in everyone’s mind was who was more formidable, Fang Tianqing or this young man named Ren Feifan?

Suddenly, Fang Tianqing’s eyes sharply opened and he looked towards Old Master Fang, "Since someone disrespectful has come knocking, I can no longer just watch, give me five minutes."

Old Master Fang nodded, his eyes shimmering with flowing light!

He too wanted to see just how much Fang Tianqing had grown!

Fang Tianqing cast a brief glance at Ren Feifan, a Formation Flag appeared in his hand, he shot it out of the window, then with a leap, he landed firmly on the ground.

Ren Feifan’s eyes turned cold, his figure also vanished, and next he appeared outside the villa.

Both men stood with their hands behind their backs, neither moving,

Fang Tianqing, looking at the Ancient Dust Sword behind Ren Feifan, smiled and said, "It’s been a long time since I’ve killed anyone. I didn’t expect that I’d break my vow because of someone like you."

These inexplicable words made Ren Feifan frown slightly, but he didn’t delve further, instead he said, "If it’s a fight you want, then let’s fight, there’s no need for so much useless talk."

Fang Tianqing gave a cold smile:

"Years ago when I stepped into the True Path, do you know what my cultivation is now?"

His voice was icy and his lips curled with a faint sneer, his eyes full of disdain.

Ren Feifan took the Ancient Dust Sword from his back, suddenly, lifted the sword in his hand, pointing it directly at Fang Tianqing, he declared loudly:

"I don’t need to know, because the cultivation of a dead man is meaningless."