Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 378 - 375: No Matter Who You Are! (Eleven updates!)_1

Chapter 378: Chapter 375: No Matter Who You Are! (Eleven updates!)_1

"Old Taoist, do you not question why I killed this man? You want my life without knowing right from wrong?"

Ren Feifan coldly said, looking at the oncoming palm wind.

"Even if the young ones from the Chen Family committed grave sins, they are not for you and the likes to kill!" The old Taoist said.

Ren Feifan sneered, he had no fond feelings for this Huaxia Guardian.

"Humph, Huaxia Guardian, the Guardian my ass! You only guard those in power, not ordinary people! Get lost!"

Ren Feifan’s killing intent exploded, the Nine Yang True Qi in his hand converged onto the Soul-Consuming Needle.

The Soul-Consuming Needle, every activation required 24 hours of Formation cooldown, if not, it would be challenging to activate again.

Only having this chance, he must repulse this Huaxia Guardian.

The Fire Dragon was right now caught in a stalemate with the old Taoist’s horsetail whisk.

It seemed that the old Taoist’s horsetail whisk was an Magic Artifact with an Artifact Spirit!

The old Taoist was taken aback, he had not expected that this youngster would not only dare to kill someone in front of him, but also say that the Guardian was rubbish.

This is absolutely the first cultivator in history to dare to insult the Huaxia Guardian!

Damn it! This kid is really arrogant!

At this moment, the restriction inside Ren Feifan’s Soul-Consuming Needle was activated by Nine Yang True Qi, unleashing a terrifying killing intent!

The powerful True Qi orbited the Soul-Consuming Needle and continued to roll!

Ren Feifan ferociously shot it out!

The Soul-Consuming Needle seemed as if it had torn through the void, causing one to be awed at sight.

The old Taoist whose face was initially dark, his complexion changed drastically the moment he saw the cold light flashing past!

This needle! There’s something strange!

He even felt a sense of terrifying crisis. If he continued to blast towards the youngster in front of him, he was going to die!

He could clearly feel the terrifying pressure covering the surface of the silver needle that was flying fast!

This sort of pressure even made the old Taoist want to surrender!

What the hell is this?

Could it be the weapon of an Innate power?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How could such an Magic Artifact be manipulated by a mere cultivator at the Earth-level Realm!

He didn’t have time to think, withdrew the power of his palm, hastily operated his True Qi through his entire body, and disappeared on the spot.

He thought he had managed to dodge the attack of the silver needle, but to his absolute disbelief, the silver needle was following him closely as if it was conscious!

Damn!

What the hell is this?

Was this silver needle like his horsetail whisk, possessing an Artifact Spirit?

How is that possible, how could an Artifact Spirit attach itself to such a small silver needle!

All of this completely overturned the understanding of this Huaxia Guardian. He realized he indeed underestimated the youngster not far away.

The other party dared to kill people under his watch, there must be a reason for his fearlessness!

The old Taoist knew he couldn’t hide anymore, he reached out his hand and said, "Horsetail whisk, come!"

The horsetail whisk which originally couldn’t get the upper hand against the Fire Dragon instantly flew into the old Taoist’s hand.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he directly applied his True Qi to the horsetail whisk, and then threw it towards the silver needle.

"In the path there’s a horsetail whisk, in the heart there’s a clear flow, go!"

The horsetail whisk turned into a beam of flowing light, crashing towards the Soul-Consuming Needle with a momentum to destroy the world!

"Bang!"

Countless True Qi intertwined in the air, in that flash, the Soul-Consuming Needle unleashed its domineering Nine Yang True Qi striking the horsetail whisk.

The surrounding magnetic field fluctuated like surging waves, but in a blink of an eye, these waves were all swallowed by some kind of force.

The horsetail whisk shattered loudly, numerous white threads were flying in the air.

And Ren Feifan’s Soul-Consuming Needle also fell to the ground, with no energy fluctuations left.

One damaged, one hurt.

The old Taoist looked at the horsetail whisk, which had accompanied him for many years, dissipating between heaven and earth, his heartache was beyond words.

He glared at Ren Feifan, but did not dare to make any further moves.

He had lost his horsetail whisk, but the other party might still have silver needles like this.

At this moment, RenFeifan knew he was already at the end of his tether, once the other party discovered he only had one Soul-Consuming Needle, he was doomed to die today.

So what to do now?

Pretending to be powerful is like the wind, always accompanying me.

Ren Feifan narrowed his eyes to look at the old Taoist, the next second, he had a handful of silver needles in his hand.

Not one!

A handful!

The old Taoist’s attention was already on Ren Feifan, when he saw more than a dozen silver needles suddenly appearing in Ren Feifan’s hand, his eyes contracted.

He even involuntarily took a step back.

Damn, who exactly is this kid?

Is he a peerless disciple from Inner Hidden Gate?

One silver needle almost took his life, now he lost his horsetail whisk, this guy actually took out a whole handful.

The old Taoist didn’t even dare to imagine what would happen if all these silver needles were aimed at him!

A situation where death was certain!

Ren Feifan’s mouth hung a faint smile of disdain, but he was sweating bullets inside, he had to bring out his Oscar-level acting skills now.

He calmly walked a few steps forward, playing with the more than a dozen silver needles in his hand, and casually asked: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Ren Feifan. You broke one of my silver needles, how about I give you these more than a dozen silver needles?"

Ren Feifan approached step by step, hoping to pressure the other side with his momentum.

His voice, although not loud, was clear enough to reach the old Taoist’s ears.

The old Taoist felt a killing intent in the air, slowly brewing.

Silence.

No one spoke.

He felt his back sweating a little, a Guardian at the peak of the Earth-level Realm that was frightened by a few silver needles, if the other Guardian in Jiangnan Province knew about it, he would laugh his teeth off.

He forced himself to calm down and said: "You think I will be afraid of your silver needles, you’re thinking too much. I just disdain to deal with juniors like you."

"Let me ask you, why did you brutally kill the younger generation of the Chen Family?"

Ren Feifan let out a cold huff, it seemed the old Taoist was trying to find a way out.

"Who gave you the courage to question me? Do I need to give you a reason to kill?" Ren Feifan indifferently said.

He did not lose to the old Taoist in terms of momentum.

That’s the effect he wanted.

Probably, in this world, only Ren Feifan dares to talk to a Guardian like this.

The Taoist’s face sank, feeling that Ren Feifan was not bluffing. As long as Chen Xuanwu didn’t get killed, the younger generation of the Chen Family being dead was fine.

He turned the conversation around, saying: "I can overlook the matter of the Chen Family’s younger generation, but today, I must take Chen Xuanwu away. Do you know the crime of killing the clan leaders of the six major families of the Capital City?"

Ren Feifan didn’t get the information about the Cursing Practitioner, he surely won’t let Chen Xuanwu go, so he directly refused: "Thinking about taking someone from me? Impossible!"

The old Taoist couldn’t get off the stage, this kid was deliberately opposing him?

Then let’s go down together!

He was a Guardian, how could he be so humiliated!

Glancing at the silver needle in Ren Feifan’s hand, he said in a serious tone: "What do you need to let go of Chen Xuanwu? If you insist on taking him away, then, I can only fight desperately to keep him!"