Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 851 - 849: Bloodline Power!

Chapter 851: Chapter 849: Bloodline Power!

"Years of grievances shall be claimed by me today! Today, I will erase your existence completely!"

Ren Feifan charged out as soon as he had spoken.

Ren Feicheng and the elder in the black robe exchanged a glance and burst out of the dungeon since the space was too narrow and unsuitable for battle.

The group quickly made their way outside to an open area.

Ren Feicheng glanced back at the two men, his eyes sharpened, and said directly, "This is a grudge between the two of us. Let me handle it for now. If things go south, it’s not too late for you to step in!"

The two elders in black robes nodded and replied, "Yes, Sect Leader!"

In that moment, Ren Feifan’s Holy Abyss Sword in his hand was shimmering with a crimson glow, exuding an imposing aura.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, it would settle a Heart Demon in his mind.

Three years of grievances were about to come to an end.

Suddenly, Ren Feifan felt a massive pressure descending from the sky, and to his surprise, Ren Feicheng had eerily flown into mid-air, pointing his sword horizontally. The wave of energy it sent out seemed to press down from above.

The sword in his hand was mixed with a surging power, and it was surrounded by white flames, so bright that they seemed to change the color of the sky, suggesting the high grade of the sword.

Energy waves suddenly converged and hacked mercilessly at Ren Feifan’s head.

Unable to dodge the sudden attack, Ren Feifan knew evading would only expose more weaknesses. Being passive was not an option, so he braced himself for the onslaught.

Ren Feifan left an afterimage where he stood, gripping the Holy Abyss Sword in his right hand, and slashed at the white flames that were rushing toward him!

"Boom!" A ground-shattering strike hit mid-air, immediately causing the air to surge, tiles to fly, and the earth to shake.

Ren Feifan felt the white flames hit the Holy Abyss Sword like a cannonball, transferring the force directly to him!

Without hesitation, he slammed onto the ground, creating a deep crater, kicking up sand and dust in billowing clouds.

"It’s still a matter of the difference in realms."

Ren Feifan shook his head, did a carp flip to regain his footing, and looked coldly at Ren Feicheng.

Seeing his opponent so disheveled, Ren Feicheng’s lips curled into a scornful smile and said, "My dear brother, you just don’t measure up. Maybe this is what you call a difference in strength!

Three years ago, I could crush you, and three years later, it’s still the same!"

As soon as the words fell, Ren Feicheng transformed into a shadowy figure, disappearing in a flash, with a speed that was astonishing.

Yet, Ren Feifan was not intimidated by Ren Feicheng’s formidable strength and speed; instead, he ascended swiftly with the Holy Abyss Sword, quickly confronting him. His sword stabbed out like lightning, each thrust faster than the last at all of Ren Feicheng’s vulnerable points, soon evolving into a dense swarm of sword shadows.

Even with the crushing advantage in strength, so what?

Not even the Heavenly Path can stop me, so what are you, Ren Feicheng!

Ren Feicheng clearly sensed something amiss.

"My dear brother, you think you can beat me in speed? Not a chance!"

Ren Feicheng snorted coldly. While that was so, deep down he was secretly alarmed, for this was speed befitting an Innate master!

He had already realized from their previous battle that Ren Feifan was merely at the later stages of the Heavenly Rank.

Ren Feicheng’s own cultivation was at the peak of the Heavenly Rank, although not a fraction of the original body’s power, it was more than enough to deal with those at later stages.

Moreover, he possessed the memories, martial arts techniques, cultivation techniques, and secret techniques of the original body. So, when he unleashed his full potential, he could even crush someone from the Innate Realm.

"Break for me! Wuji Swordsmanship, third form—Wipeout on the Battlefield!"

Ren Feicheng bellowed, the Sword Qi soared to the skies, and the sword in his hand turned into a several-meter-long Blazing Huge Sword, heavily striking the Holy Abyss Sword.

At this moment, he had mobilized the True Qi within his body, filled with a roaring power!

The powerful Sword Intent, like a giant tiger wrapped in white flames, charged at Ren Feifan!

He was confident that with one hit, Ren Feifan would dissipate between heaven and earth.

However, Ren Feifan remained fearless. Sword Intent coalesced into a horrifying Blue Lotus and charged directly at the approaching giant tiger!

As they collided, an explosion erupted, ripples spread in all directions, and both Ren Feifan and Ren Feicheng were pushed back several steps.

A sword strike, and it was a draw.

Ren Feicheng’s face showed a trace of surprise, his good little brother’s martial arts technique seemed unexpectedly competent.

This Blue Lotus appeared to be a battle technique from some supreme sect of the Hidden Gate.

Too bad, he just couldn’t recall which sect it belonged to.

"My good little brother, not bad in strength, huh? Let’s see how you handle the next move!"

Ren Feicheng’s lips curved in a smile as the aura around him climbed again; his eyes were as red as the burning flames, much like the Spirit Sword in his hand gleaming with light!

Sword Qi was like the wind, invisible and intangible; Ren Feicheng gathered True Qi to form a Blazing Huge Sword and slashed towards Ren Feifan once more, but it only cut through an afterimage!

The real Ren Feifan narrowed his eyes, spun in mid-air, and landed safely on the ground.

He stepped onto a patch of open ground.

"Boom!" The ground collapsed with a roar, and Ren Feifan instantly soared into the air, all the way to the roof!

At the same time, he secretly stirred his Tattoos; his arm bizarrely flowed with a golden Divine Dragon, flickering in and out of visibility, then transforming into a red Blood Moon.

The intertwining gold and red light was somewhat similar to the Holy Abyss Sword in his hand.

The Evil Qi Sword Intent of the Holy Abyss Sword suddenly vanished, and in an instant, a devouring intent that seemed to eradicate all creation emerged, covering the sword blade with a faint golden luster!

"Divine Dragon’s power, aid my sword’s momentum!"

The Holy Abyss Sword emitted burst after burst of golden light, the sword light sparkling, and the world suddenly darkened as if swallowing all light, its might grew even greater.

A golden Divine Dragon apparition charged directly towards Ren Feicheng!

"Boom!"

With this move unleashed, Ren Feicheng’s color changed abruptly; such was the sword intent.

Dragon Clan cultivation technique?

But why would someone of the Dragon Clan wield a sword?

Ren Feicheng’s expression grew extremely grave because Ren Feifan’s swordsmanship was somewhat odd and might even have a significant background. What on earth had happened to this guy in the past three years? Just with this move alone, his combat ability seemed to differ little from his own.

Keep in mind that the young man before him was nothing but an outcast despised by everyone three years ago!

Without much thought, because the golden Divine Dragon was already pressing in on Ren Feicheng.

"My good little brother, you really surprised me, but you definitely don’t know what I cultivated in the Wuji Sect! Let me tell you, it’s the Path of Wuji, the Path of Ruthlessness!"

Ren Feicheng suddenly closed his eyes; his entire being stood still, as if brooding over something.

No one knew that at this moment he had cast aside all emotions, becoming as tranquil as a still well. He concentrated all his True Qi into the sword in his hand, devoid of any emotions, possessing only an endless sharp edge. He knew he could no longer hold back; he had to kill this yet-to-mature menace before him.

Otherwise, in a few years, it would become a crisis for the Hidden Gate.

The Hidden Gate had already produced a Ren Ao Tian; it could not afford to let another monstrous talent like Ren Feifan emerge!

Ren Feifan, must die!

He marshaled his spirit to its peak, and the sword seemed to fuse with him, his body suddenly shimmering with a dazzling light, just like the advent of a Divine Sword.

"Boom!"

The Sword Qi and the golden Divine Dragon collided in mid-air.

And a large crater appeared in the vicinity!

At this moment, everyone present was deeply shocked, even the two Black Robe elders who prided themselves on their strength, which few in the mundane world could match, sensed something unexpected.

Where did this ant get such power?

How could someone of just the Heavenly Rank possess such strength!

Could it be the Bloodline?

Is the Bloodline within him the Divine Dragon Bloodline?