Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1665 - 1661: What Right Do You Have to Fight Me!

Chapter 1665: Chapter 1661: What Right Do You Have to Fight Me!

The Wuji Sect elder looked at the ghost face not far away, then at the one they had captured, and instantly understood, his old face flushing red.

He had been in the cultivation world for so long, yet he was fooled by a brat!

What a cunning strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

He angrily stretched out his hand and tore off the ghastly face mask, and then used the True Qi from his Dantian to lift the ghoul, tossing it onto the ground.

At this moment, the ghoul’s body was covered with numerous sword wounds, bleeding incessantly!

Fortunately, the ghoul possessed special self-healing abilities and an immortal body; otherwise, it would have long been dead at the hands of these Wuji Sect fellows.

"Master... I’m sorry, I haven’t... haven’t held out..."

The ghoul reached out a hand, his complexion somewhat self-reproachful.

"A piece of trash, hold out my ass! Scram!"

The next second, a long-haired Wuji Sect disciple suddenly appeared and kicked the ghoul on his body, sending him flying straight to Ren Feifan’s feet.

In that instant, Ren Feifan was completely enraged!

His eyes flickered with a cold light, a towering rage rushing into the skies, affecting everyone present.

The temperature of the entire world suddenly dropped at this moment.

Ren Feifan squatted down, holding the ghoul, guiltily saying, "Ghoul, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have let you go."

The ghoul smiled weakly, trying to stand but finding that no matter what he did, he couldn’t do it.

"Master, it’s my weakness. I will definitely train hard in the future... Once I’m recovered, I will help you deal with these scumbags!"

Ren Feifan took a deep breath, placed the ghoul properly on the ground, and then clenched his fist, stood up straight like a tall pine tree.

"Don’t worry, the corpses of these people will be your nourishment."

Ren Feifan’s heart was ablaze with raging fury!

Though the ghoul had an immortal body, he would not allow anyone to insult the ghoul like this!

Even when beating a dog, one should look at its master, let alone the ghoul who is not a dog but his brother through life and death!

He raised his head and roared: "Sword come!"

A black light flashed, and the Black Sword landed in his palm.

He tightly gripped the Ancient Dust Sword, his cold gaze piercing through, landing on the Wuji Sect disciple who had just kicked the ghoul.

"What’s your name?"

Ren Feifan’s voice was extremely cold, even making the other party shiver involuntarily!

The kicking Wuji Sect disciple took a step back in fear, but quickly remembered he stood behind the elder of the Wuji Sect, along with over a dozen Wuji Sect brothers!

And right across from him was Elder Brother Ren Feicheng!

On the other side, there were only two people, one of whom had lost his ability to fight! What was there to fear!

He puffed up his chest, sneering, "I won’t change my name or sit with a different surname. I am Yuan Chuan! Do you plan to kill me in front of all these people? Just with you?"

Having said that, Yuan Chuan even burst into laughter.

Ren Feifan didn’t speak, but instead turned to look at the ghoul: "Was it that foot that he kicked you with just now?"

"Seems like it was the... left... foot," the ghoul said weakly.

"Good." Ren Feifan nodded and the next second, even closed his eyes.

Everyone was left puzzled, even Ren Feicheng, who had been ready to kill the ghoul, stopped in his tracks.

In his view, the ghoul was like a caught turtle in a jar, utterly incapable of any resistance, but he was not in a hurry to kill. He wanted to see what tricks the ghoul could still play.

After all, with so many Wuji Sect disciples, plus the elder and himself, the ghoul couldn’t fly away even if he grew wings!

Even if he had wings, the flying swords of the Wuji Sect could still slash him down, for the Wuji Sect was a sect that mastered the Sword Control Technique!

The whole venue fell silent for several seconds, when suddenly, Ren Feifan with the mask opened his eyes, his lips subtly moved: "Fire Dragon, come forth."

As the words fell, everyone felt the ground beneath them shake, as if something was stirring underneath.

The tremors grew stronger and stronger.

And a crack had already appeared beneath Yuan Chuan’s feet, spreading out in all directions!

But he was completely unaware!

The elder of the Wuji Sect sensed that something was wrong and quickly noticed the anomaly under Yuan Chuan’s feet, urgently shouted: "Yuan Chuan, watch out!"

He wanted to rush forward, but it was already too late!

The ground beneath Yuan Chuan’s feet completely gave way, and a stream of flames soared into the sky!

The Nine Yang True Fire blazed a hundred yards high, followed by the burning of his entire aura, the endless flames shooting straight into the sky; even the sun above seemed to dim by a third, as though fearful of the raging True Fire that had burst forth.

The flames gradually transformed into a giant dragon!

It was none other than the Fire Dragon returning to Ren Feifan’s Dantian.

The Fire Dragon clamped onto Yuan Chuan’s left leg, instantly ripping it apart!

This strike, majestic and grand, shocked everyone present, for they actually saw a giant Fire Dragon soaring into the clouds, even carrying Yuan Chuan into mid-air!

But this was only the beginning! The dragon emitted an angry dragon chant, furiously flinging Yuan Chuan away!

He landed right in front of Ming!

This fall, coupled with his severed leg, left Yuan Chuan almost half-dead, but after all, he was a cultivator and had entered the late stages of the Life Loss Realm! He quickly regained consciousness; just as he tried to stand, he lost his balance due to the missing half of his leg and fell to the ground again.

Soon, he saw a pair of eyes filled with a deadly coldness.

They were Ming’s eyes.

Rage! Indifference! Hatred!

These made Ming’s eyes turn bloodshot, and with all the strength in his body, he bit down on Yuan Chuan’s neck, then clawed fiercely at his Dantian.

Yuan Chuan’s blood essence and True Qi were crazily absorbed by Ming!

Pain drove Yuan Chuan to howl madly, his face twisted to the extreme!

The Wuji Sect finally awoke from the bloody scene, a disciple even aggressively drew his sword and charged towards Ren Feifan’s side!

"Absorbing the blood essence of a Wuji Sect disciple, how can such a monster be allowed to remain in the world!"

The disciple struck first, lunging at Ming, but was split in two by Ren Feifan’s sword.

Smeared with fresh blood, he was dead for good.

It was at this moment that Ren Feifan sensed a strong intent to kill coming from behind him!

Ren Feifan spun around instinctively, placing the Ancient Dust Sword in front of him; he saw a golden spear with an intimidating power surging towards him!

Just as he was about to make a move, he realized it was too late, and the spear smashed heavily onto the blade of the Ancient Dust Sword.

The powerful recoil nearly made Ren Feifan’s Blood Gas surge, and the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand was sent flying by the golden spear!

It landed on the stone wall, the Ancient Dust Sword trembling faintly and emitting a series of sword chants!

Ren Feifan steadied himself and turned towards the man with a smirking smirk on his face!

The golden spear had returned to the man’s hand!

The one who launched the attack was Ren Feicheng!

With a derisive smile on his lips, Ren Feicheng seeing Ghostface weaponless, sneered:

"Ghostface, I see without your sword, what standing do you have to fight me!"

The masked Ren Feifan gave a cold smile, stepping forward: "Ren Feicheng, my most important weapon is not the sword, but myself."

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