Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1199 - 1197: Four Consecutive Heavenly Clan Kills!

Tian Ci knew Lin Fan was powerful, but he had no idea Lin Fan was this formidable!

However, now he finally understood.

But his life was gone too.

The remaining three, Tian Lu, Tian Ming, and Tian Cheng, were so terrified that they didn't dare breathe loudly, their faces as pale as paper, drained of all color.

As if they had been cast with an Immobilization Spell, they stood there dumbfounded, not moving an inch, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Tian Ci... dead?!

They couldn't believe it, but they had no choice but to believe it.

Right in front of them, Tian Ci was punched to death by Lin Fan, his form obliterated into the void.

Thump! Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Their hearts pounded uncontrollably, the fear stemming from the depths of their souls left their minds blank, not knowing what to do.

"This... is this a joke? A-a single punch kill?!"

"Who is this guy... he's terrifying beyond belief..."

"Luckily he's not after us, otherwise... we'd die even more miserably."

"Lin Fan... this guy's name is Lin Fan... where have I heard that name before..."

Jie Yuan couldn't believe it either.

A Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, seemingly an inconspicuous ant, could actually end the battle with a single move.

To kill a Dao Venerate of the Ninth Layer, someone just a step away from ascending to a Heavenly Venerate, so unexpectedly.

Even.

Without giving the opponent any chance.

This was the most hair-raising, skin-crawling aspect of it all.

This is not human!

It's a monster!

Jie Yuan completely forgot about his severe injuries, even forgot the pain, struggling to stand up.

Yet he ultimately fell helplessly to the ground, staring at Lin Fan with a grave look on his face.

The appearance of Lin Fan.

It seems the good days for the Heavenly Clan are numbered.

"Ah! Ah——"

Tian Cheng was the first to snap out of it, screaming in horror.

Not only was his voice shattered, but his whole being was shattered.

He began to tremble violently, his eyes hollow and spiritless, his features twisted with fear, glancing around without even sparing a glance at Lin Fan.

"Help! Help... help!"

Tian Cheng suddenly sprang up and started running up the mountain path like a maniac.

He had only one thought now.

Stay close to Ling Wudeng or Dongmen Buju.

Because only that way could he survive.

This Lin Fan is not a human! He's a monster! A devil!

Due to excessive fear and panic, his speed was not fast, stumbling and staggering, it took him a long while to reach the first step of the path.

"Tian Cheng! Where are you going?!" Tian Ming shouted in surprise.

"I... I I... I..." Tian Cheng was at a loss for words, he felt like his fear was about to make him vomit.

Breathing became increasingly difficult, cold sweat pouring from his body.

Tian Ming never expected Tian Cheng to be so scared that he wanted to flee for his life without regard.

This would only draw Lin Fan's attention even more.

His heart jumped to his throat as he quickly glanced towards Lin Fan to see what expression he wore.

If Lin Fan wasn't furious, he might emulate Tian Cheng's actions.

Yet.

This glance scared Tian Ming's soul right out of him.

"Ah!"

He screamed, scaring the soul out of Tian Lu as well.

"What, what's wrong?"

Tian Ming said nothing, still staring dumbfounded in Lin Fan's direction.

Tian Lu felt a pit in his stomach, hurriedly followed Tian Ming's gaze. But to his surprise, there was no trace of Lin Fan in front of them.

So why was Tian Ming afraid?

Tian Lu was puzzled and was about to ask when a sudden flash in his mind made him cry out too, his voice suddenly raising in pitch.

Since Lin Fan was not in front of them, that meant...

The two exchanged a glance, both simultaneously turning to look back.

Only to see Tian Cheng already struggling helplessly in Lin Fan's hands.

"Tian Cheng!"

Bang!

With another loud noise, thunder struck the ground, echoing around.

The two shut their eyes tightly.

But upon reopening them, Tian Cheng's figure was nowhere to be seen, only a pool of blood remained on the ground.

Signifying that Tian Cheng had been crushed to death by Lin Fan!

Slaughter!

Fierce!

Brutal!

Madness!

They could no longer describe their feelings towards Lin Fan, their bodies seemed to have plunged into an icy abyss, frosty to the core.

"Next, it's your turn."

The voice came slowly from behind, and Tian Lu and Tian Ming jumped up like cats with their tails stepped on, retreating in terror.

Lin Fan's expression was rather calm and nonchalant.

Tian Lu and Tian Ming then understood why Lin Fan dared to deal with Dongmen's son, not because of some trick, but because he truly had such strength.

In that instant.

They realized their Ninth Layer Dao Venerate was naked garbage compared to Lin Fan's Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, beyond any doubt.

Even starting to doubt themselves.

Was it true that a Ninth Layer Dao Venerate was originally weaker than a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor?

"We-we... we won't block your way... you... please go..."

Knowing the times, someone is Junjie.

Tian Ming understood that principle well, immediately stepping aside, speaking humbly and respectfully.

After all, compared to one's life, nothing else mattered.

If you're dead, what's the point of blocking the way?

They couldn't handle these things.

Let Ling Wudeng and Dongmen Buju handle them, they were merely guards, responsible for passing on messages.

Besides.

After losing two brothers, he was not that foolish.

Tian Lu was stunned, looking at Tian Ming in confusion.

Tian Ming, seeing Tian Lu still unmoved, quickly winked, signaling with his eyes.

Tian Lu snapped back to reality and quickly moved aside too.

"Hmph."

Lin Fan sneered, casting a contemptuous glance at the two.

"You think I'll forgive you just because of that?"

"Huh?"

"You're likely planning to let me go up the mountain, then secretly pass a message, right?"

"You!" Tian Ming didn't expect his little scheme to be seen so clearly by Lin Fan, immediately blushed, embarrassed and flustered.

"Mo Ningxiang is still up there, I can't let you pass a message, putting her at risk. If Dongmen Buju takes her hostage to threaten me, I'd have no solution."

Lin Fan chuckled, curled his lips, killing intent visible.

Bang!

Bang!

Another two punches hit. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Before Tian Lu and Tian Ming could react, they were engulfed by Lin Fan's violent aura.

Tian Lu thought he could escape the disaster, thinking compared to Tian Cheng and Tian Ci, losing an arm was already the best outcome.

But he still couldn't dodge.

When Lin Fan appeared before them.

Their fate was already sealed.

As they had become Dongmen Buju's lackeys, they'd already enjoyed enough.

Bam!

Bam!

Tian Ming and Tian Lu didn't make a sound, directly annihilated in the void, completely obliterated!

Killing four Heavenly Clan disciples in a row!

Lin Fan still acted nonchalantly.

His gaze calm and indifferent.

To him, it was as simple as stepping on an ant.

Probably no one would get excited to the point of shouting or crying from stepping on an ant.

If there was, they were a lunatic.

Lin Fan glanced at the four puddles of blood vapor on the ground, unconcernedly moving towards the mountain.

"Lin Fan! What about us? Untie us."

"Hey hey hey, why are you leaving? Weren't you here to save us?"

"We're still here! Don't leave!"

"What's with this guy, really weird as hell."

The attendants saw Lin Fan hadn't even glanced at them, and yelled to get his attention.

Yet.

Lin Fan ignored them completely, straight away leaving.

He didn't have time to bother with such trivialities.