Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 883 - 881: Had Enough Fun? My Turn!

Chapter 883: Chapter 881: Had Enough Fun? My Turn!

"Hmph, mere child’s play! I’ll show you what true power is!"

For Ren Feifan’s strike, Mr. Feng’s eyes still held disdain, even though the other’s Sword Intent did seem very powerful, but for him now, it still looked pathetically weak.

What’s the big deal with superficial strength? The path of cultivation is not so easy!

Suddenly, he curved his five fingers, with a strand of True Qi flowing through each joint, and even faint blue light flickered!

A blue, ethereal palm covered the top of his own hand!

He had thought he could catch the other’s longsword, but only upon touching it did he realize the terrifying force contained within the Sword Intent.

Only then did he realize he had underestimated Ren Feifan. His face changed dramatically, and his body rapidly retreated. At the same time, his knees bent and his legs powered up, bursting forth explosively with two deep indentations appearing on the ground. He went directly to Ren Feifan’s back.

Seeing that Ren Feifan failed to react, as if in a daze, Mr. Feng brought his palm chopping down!

"Go to hell!"

Mr. Feng’s shout was exceptionally crisp. Before his palm even hit Ren Feifan, the terrifying wind from the strike had already torn shreds off Ren Feifan’s clothing.

In his eyes, Ren Feifan was already a dead body.

He enjoyed the process of killing, even more so the scene of piercing through someone’s body and blood gushing out!

Just as Mr. Feng’s palm was about to hit Ren Feifan’s back, an icy voice suddenly rang out:

"If you think you can kill me with your current strength, you really are still too green."

Hmm?

Mr. Feng was startled. The guy wasn’t dazed and had actually reacted?

But what of it? It’s already too late!

He gradually saw a palm face, that face was somewhat handsome with a corner of the mouth revealing a slight smile, a smile that was somewhat wicked but filled with confidence, and yet with a bone-chilling coldness.

This was Ren Feifan’s most characteristic face.

But now he saw another side of Ren Feifan because he saw a pair of eyes, a pair with a touch of faint blood-red Blood Moon.

Icy cold.

Chilling to the bone.

Seeing this scene made his heart a bit jittery, but he still spurred all the True Qi in his Dantian towards Ren Feifan!

This boy must die today!

"Bang!"

Just as his palm was about to make contact, Ren Feifan suddenly flipped his body and extended a hand. He firmly grasped Mr. Feng’s palm.

Everything stopped.

There was no burst of air, nor any energy fluctuations around.

The air seemed to suddenly solidify, this sensation was exquisitely intense!

Mr. Feng’s eyes were filled with bewilderment because his devastating palm seemed to have hit a mass of cotton, unable to exert any force whatsoever, an extremely uncomfortable feeling!

"Stop struggling, it’s my turn now."

Ren Feifan’s arm suddenly exerted force, and a "snap!" was heard as Mr. Feng’s hand was abruptly broken.

A red Evil Qi continuously spilled out from around the two, rippling across the entire arena like ripples on water.

"How does it feel to have a hand broken?"

Ren Feifan spoke indifferently, as though he was doing something utterly mundane.

"Ren Feifan, if I don’t kill you, I’ll..."

The next second, another longsword appeared in Mr. Feng’s other hand, with a flash of cold light slashing straight towards Ren Feifan’s neck!

"Still want to play? I don’t understand you."

Ren Feifan’s lips curled into a cold smile, the crimson of the blood moon in his eyes growing denser. His elbow suddenly powered up, and before the Sword Intent could fall, it slammed against Mr. Feng’s other sword-holding arm!

"Snap!"

Once again, the sound of a bone breaking was heard, and that arm was completely shattered.

A heart-wrenching pain echoed throughout the entire arena.

"Still got a tough mouth?"

Ren Feifan’s arm shook, directly flinging Mr. Feng out!

His body heavily crashed against the arena’s barrier, causing a loud noise, and then he fell to the ground.

The crowd below was inwardly shocked. The fight had been so fierce just moments ago, how did the tide of battle turn so one-sided so quickly?

Mr. Feng was actually completely no match for Ren Feifan?

Moreover, the aura emanating from Ren Feifan now was somewhat terrifying, like a death god from hell, so much so that even those outside the ring felt an intent to kill that struck deep into their souls.

Everyone looked towards the old leader, their own grandson trapped in dire straits, yet he had no reaction at all.

An old man with white whiskers couldn’t stand it any longer and advised the old leader, "Old leader, if this goes on, Mr. Feng is in danger! Won’t you step in and stop this?"

The old leader shook his head, "Feng has had it too smooth these years, letting him face some setbacks isn’t necessarily a bad thing."

"But didn’t Mr. Feng make it clear before that this is a life and death duel? What if Ren Feifan decides to make a ruthless move?"

This was everyone’s greatest concern. Everyone knew Ren Feifan’s temperament— a violent lunatic who didn’t regard anyone. He might just act recklessly at any moment.

The old leader pondered for a moment, then lifted his head to glance at the sky, saying indifferently, "That will absolutely not happen, everyone rest assured."

...

Atop the platform, Ren Feifan was taking steps towards Mr. Feng, one by one.

The sound of his footsteps was quiet yet made one’s heart palpitate.

At this moment, his eyes had hints of a blood-red moon, and the evil Qi around him grew denser.

How terrifying it was!

Just as he arrived in front of Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng truly felt terror, but both of his hands were broken!

He could not perform hand seals, let alone hold a sword! He was like a cripple!

In the end, he could only mobilize his True Qi, attempting to perform a carp’s flip to stand up, but a dark shadow swiftly descended!

"Thud!"

A foot stepped heavily on his chest!

"Did I allow you to get up?"

Ren Feifan’s foot directly caused Mr. Feng to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, and the True Qi inside his body became utterly chaotic!

Mr. Feng felt an unprecedented humiliation!

Having cultivated for so long in the Hidden Gate, he was now beaten into such an embarrassing state by a mortal ant!

And now he didn’t even have the right to resist!

"If you have the guts, kill me! Otherwise, once you let me live, I will destroy everything about you!"

Mr. Feng spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes cold!

His hatred for Ren Feifan seeped from his heart into his blood.

"You really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"

Ren Feifan chuckled coldly, his arm roared from its depths, "Holy Abyss Sword, come!"

A streak of golden-red light flashed instantly on the platform, and a longsword interlaced with gold and red flew towards him.

As soon as the longsword was in hand, Ren Feifan didn’t utter a single word, not even blinking as he slashed straight down!

He was truly slashing!

The Holy Abyss Sword didn’t pause even slightly.

To Ren Feifan at that moment, the Blood Moon made him cruel, and in his world, what did it matter to kill one more person!

Even if it were the Thunder God from the heavens, he wouldn’t frown!

If someone tried to stop him, they’d be killed too!

Ren Feifan’s actions almost scared everyone beneath the platform half to death. Mr. Feng was the old leader’s own grandson, and yet here you are not giving the old leader the basic respect and directly attacking!

Isn’t that akin to slapping the old leader’s face?

Don’t you know to leave room for maneuver so that future encounters can be had?

Everyone’s gaze fell on the old leader, and this time, the old leader didn’t have his previous composure; his complexion turned utterly dark!

He certainly didn’t hope to see his grandson, whom he had raised, die so early!

A setback was a setback, but definitely, it shouldn’t lead to loss of life!

"Won’t you take action now?"

The old leader roared towards the heavens, and almost instantly, a terrifying pressure came forth. The protective wards on the platform were torn into countless fragments, and then the Holy Abyss Sword in Ren Feifan’s hand was abruptly stopped!

Following that, an irresistible force collided with the Holy Abyss Sword in Ren Feifan’s hand, sending the Holy Abyss Sword flying straight out!

It was embedded in the wall!

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