Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1641 - 1637: Who Are You Exactly! (Eleven more!)

Chapter 1641: Chapter 1637: Who Are You Exactly! (Eleven more!)

Jiang Qiu Shui, clad in a leather outfit, couldn’t help but fix her gaze on that young man she had looked down upon.

She felt as if her breathing had stopped.

It was as though Taishan was pressing down in front of her!

The young man was like a fierce tiger, like a giant; nobody wanted to be his enemy because even his mere presence was more than ordinary people could bear.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to sense something, his eyes narrowed, and he looked towards her.

In the second their eyes met, she felt her legs go weak.

His gaze was profound and terrifying, like an abyss, like a black hole.

Jiang Qiu Shui felt a chill run from head to toe the moment her gaze fell upon him, as if even the blood in her body had frozen.

"Who exactly is he?"

How could a person in the Transcendence Realm possibly possess such power?

Or is this person merely a fallen ancient powerful being’s body?

Jiang Qiu Shui’s mind was in disarray, unsure of what to think.

She was even scared that she might be killed by the man in front of her because of her previous mockery.

But evidently, she was wrong. To Ren Feifan, Jiang Qiu Shui was nothing, not even a passerby.

At this moment, Ren Feifan’s eyes were fixed on the elderly man, and he glanced at Bai Ling who was still unconscious on a tiger’s back.

Her body was covered with more than eighty wounds!

A beautiful woman with a pleasant face and naive appearance, who knows what she had gone through these past few days!

Describing it as a living hell couldn’t be more apt!

He clenched his fists slightly and then said in a low voice, "Who caused her injuries?"

His voice was soft, yet it carried an immense authority, seemingly calm, but no one knew what kind of massive turmoil lay beneath that calm.

The elder’s body shook, and although he wanted to resist, with the Eye of the Sky above existing even for a second, he had no qualifications to resist.

Suddenly, he realized something, his face slightly changed, and he took all the blame himself, saying, "It was all my doing."

"Oh, is it?"

Ren Feifan’s lips curled into a cruel smile, then he turned his gaze towards Bai Ling, his fingers forming a spell, and he made a slight movement.

Suddenly, a stream of essence blood floated out of Bai Ling’s body!

The essence blood floated towards Ren Feifan and landed in the palm of his hand.

Ren Feifan extended two fingers, completely covering the essence blood, and with a swipe in front of him, scene after scene appeared before Ren Feifan’s eyes.

They were the origins of every wound on Bai Ling’s body!

The elder naturally saw this scene, his body trembled and his mouth fell open.

"How could he also master such spells? Could this person also be an Array Master?"

The elder was unprecedented in his mastery of Formations, and seeing Ren Feifan’s finger movements, he naturally sensed something extraordinary.

Such obscure spells were rarely known in Hidden Gate, and even those who knew them were old monsters from a thousand years ago!

Yet, the youngster in front of him was merely in his twenties!

A Body Refinement practitioner, a cultivator, an Array Master, these three identities surprisingly belonged to the same person! The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became!

Suddenly, his face changed drastically again, because he saw that the young man with the Black Sword on his back was now looking at his grandson shivering in the corner.

He then remembered that many of the woman’s wounds were caused by his own grandson.

"Not good!"

But his attempt to intervene was clearly already too late.

"Mixing in the underworld, you always have to pay the price eventually," Ren Feifan whispered softly, his voice light and slow.

Then, the Ancient Dust Sword on Ren Feifan’s back soared into the sky!

For some reason, the old man’s heart trembled uncontrollably, the pressure from the Eye of Hell in the sky was so immense that it was indulgent to even think of moving, he could only watch helplessly as the sword in Ren Feifan’s hand headed towards his grandson.

Suddenly.

The sword fell naturally, carrying with it rolling flames and moving forward rapidly, stopping in front of a terrified young man, the distance between them less than an inch!

The young man’s eyes widened, almost feeling the cold aura of the Black Sword in front of him...

Though it did not touch him, the burning heat of the blade left a few marks on his face.

"Grandpa... save me... I don’t want to die..."

His trembling voice sounded, but his grandfather clearly couldn’t save him.

Suddenly, the Eye of Hell in the sky blinked.

In an instant.

Swoosh!

A series of black shadows instantly pierced through all the vital points of the young man’s body...

Rustle.

The Black Robe young man’s complexion changed, his nerves twitched, wanting to retreat but it was already too late!

His body inexplicably bled, wounds appeared all over his body!

It was truly a horrific sight!

He moaned in agony, looking at Ren Feifan as if seeing a demon.

Suddenly, the Black Sword appeared once again in front of him!

"Puff!", the Ancient Dust Sword didn’t hesitate for a moment and directly pierced through his heart, finalizing his demise.

The old man watched as his grandson died before him, overwhelmed with grief, his body exuding waves of bloody aura, using all his strength to enact a spell, wishing to perish together with Ren Feifan.

But Ren Feifan clearly wouldn’t give his opponent that chance!

"You can accompany your grandson on his journey. Eye of Hell, descend!"

The eye above the sky suddenly emitted a terrifying beam of light, directly hitting the old man!

The old man wanted to resist somewhat, but a powerful pressure suddenly fell, and his body couldn’t withstand it! With a "whoosh", he eventually turned into a mist of blood.

Meanwhile, "bang!" "bang!" "bang!" sounds rang out, as the Black Robe experts one by one were annihilated by the Eye of Hell.

This scene was witnessed by three people in a cage, turning their shock into absolute terror.

Even the middle-aged man, usually calm, felt a sense of dread while looking at Ren Feifan.

After a long time, the eyes above the sky completely disappeared, everyone felt a lightness, the pressure had completely vanished.

Luo Fei still had weak legs, unable to stand, he looked towards the middle-aged man and muttered, "Boss, what’s the background of this person, is he really from the Transcendence Realm?"

Jiang Qiu Shui also whispered, "Yes, is he going to seek revenge on us?"

After a long time, the middle-aged man sighed deeply, didn’t answer anyone, instead he said leisurely, "Some people are destined to leave a bold stroke on the historical stage, he is the maker of rules, unrelated to cultivation and realm, a goldscale is not a thing in the pool, once it meets a storm, it turns into a dragon! Truly misjudged this time."

At this moment, Ren Feifan’s face was pale, his body had long been devoid of any True Qi.

His body unconsciously was about to fall to the ground, fortunately, the Ancient Dust Sword flew back, he directly grasped the hilt and plunged the sword into the ground, desperately supporting himself.

Even so, the overwhelming sense of fatigue still assaulted him.

He persisted for about a dozen seconds, the sword in his hand shaking violently!

The next second, unable to hold on any longer, with a "clatter!" the Ancient Dust Sword fell to the ground, and Ren Feifan also closed his eyes, his body falling towards the ground!

He was too tired.

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