Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1267 - 1265: The Heavenly Clan Army, Upheaval!
Dongmen Yuanwu's breath halted for a moment, and his body trembled violently.
The next second.
He suddenly snapped back to reality, stumbled to his feet, and turned to run back.
Reinforcements hadn't arrived yet, all his subordinates were lying on the ground, even Deputy General Xu Qi had betrayed him, no one could protect him.
He could only run back, running for his life.
Panic-stricken, utterly terrified.
Dongmen Yuanwu tread over the ground covered in fresh blood, stumbling over countless dead bodies, trying to get away from Lin Fan.
But after just a few steps, he looked up.
Only to find Lin Fan standing in front of him.
Dongmen Yuanwu hurriedly skidded to a halt and stood frozen in place.
He looked behind him, then at Lin Fan in front of him, with a face full of confusion and terror.
"You... how did you... weren't you..."
He pointed behind him, unable to form a coherent sentence.
"Where does General Dongmen plan to go? Weren't you just very arrogant, planning to kill me? Why now do you want to run away?"
"You... wait... I'll... I'll call for help!" Dongmen Yuanwu's face turned red, his body shaking uncontrollably.
"How many more people do you plan to call?" Lin Fan laughed, dismissively.
"I... I..." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Just as Dongmen Yuanwu was too panicked to speak, his gaze slipped past Lin Fan's shoulder, and suddenly a look of delight appeared on his face, his mouth grinning uncontrollably.
Suddenly.
He panted heavily, his voice carrying a hint of laughter, returning to his previous ferocity and arrogance.
"You're done for! Lin Fan, you're completely done for! Do you think you're so great? To me, you're nothing more than a pile of shit. You may be able to fight hundreds, but can you fight thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands?! Hahaha! You're surrounded, you're dead."
Dongmen Yuanwu laughed wildly.
Lin Fan, with no expression on his face, looked back, seeing a vast expanse of yellow sand, dust billowing.
A massive army was charging fiercely in his direction, if not millions, then at least hundreds of thousands.
The scene was incredibly majestic.
Wave after wave, squad after squad, all on the scale of launching a grand battle.
However.
The hundreds of thousands of troops were facing a single individual, himself.
"You really overestimate me, mobilizing so many people just to deal with me alone. But unfortunately, to me, these people are all nothing but air, or rather, they're already dead."
"What?!"
Dongmen Yuanwu was stunned, but Lin Fan had already drawn a shimmering Xuanyuan Sword.
"You..."
Before he could speak.
Lin Fan stared intently at Dongmen Yuanwu, smiled slightly, and swung his sword backward without looking back.
The sword's blade suddenly burst with golden light, stabbing at the eyes painfully, like staring directly into the sun, dazzling to the point of being unable to open one's eyes.
At the same time.
A Sword Qi was unleashed, carrying an overwhelming momentum, flying parallel to the ground at the speed of light.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
With a chilling sound.
A gust seemingly from Hell swept through, instantly placing people in Nine Netherworld Hell, grim and terrifying, bone-chilling cold.
Dongmen Yuanwu was completely dumbfounded, his body trembling even more violently.
This guy... what on earth is he doing?!
However.
He soon found out.
A thousandth of a breath!
The Sword Qi had already reached the front of the army, and in an instant, countless bodies were separated, many heads launched into the sky like fireworks, finally exploding in the air, flesh and blood flying!
The first wave of the army charging ahead didn't even have time to scream before being dispersed into ashes, shattered into debris, leaving only soulless, headless torsos, falling straight to the ground.
One sword strike.
Killed nearly ten thousand!
"What happened?!"
"What on earth happened?!"
"Help!"
"Too terrifying... what kind of monster is the opponent?!"
"Just now... what did I see..."
Countless terrified screams erupted instantly within the army, some even beginning to doubt their reality.
They couldn't figure it out.
Was this really the Human World, or Purgatory!
Everyone was driven mad, completely insane.
No one had ever seen such a spectacle.
Hundreds of thousands of troops besieging one person, yet being so utterly defeated by the opponent, unable to advance.
Humiliating.
Utterly humiliating!
Nothing could be more humiliating than this!
As long as Dongmen Yuanwu had been a general, he had never lost a battle, hadn't even encountered anything that could make him lower his head.
But the Lin Fan before him completely shattered his confidence.
Inside and out, thoroughly wrecking it.
"I'll kill you!"
Dongmen Yuanwu, having lost face and reason, charged at Lin Fan with fists raised, ready to strike.
A breath away.
Just one breath was enough to hit the opponent.
After all, he was a Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate!
Fear nothing.
In an instant.
Dongmen Yuanwu had rushed in front of Lin Fan, but the latter casually kicked him, sending him flying.
He flew backward, spinning several times in the air, his eyes full of disbelief.
Bam!
After landing heavily, his legs exploded directly.
He hadn't even regained his senses, didn't even feel pain, looking dumbfounded at his exploded legs, then at the calm and composed Lin Fan.
"This..."
Pff!
Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, soaking his armor.
He never expected that the mighty Heavenly Clan army would be turned upside down by a mere boy, suffering heavy casualties.
The hundreds of thousands of troops were shocked, driven insane.
Terror struck, scalp numb.
They seemed to be collectively petrified, staring blankly at Lin Fan, while a deep-rooted fear spread within.
"The General is severely injured!"
"Damn it... the General was actually injured by this kid..."
"Quick, save the General!"
A few slogans rang out within the army, each person glaring furiously with veins bulging in their eyes.
But.
No one took action, still standing in place, not daring to step forward.
Everyone understood clearly.
Whoever rushed up now was nothing more than cannon fodder, dying without a trace.
"Go! Go for it!"
Dongmen Yuanwu shouted hoarsely, blood still dripping from the corners of his mouth, eyes almost popping out.
But his command had no effect.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were so terrified by just one Lin Fan that they didn't dare move an inch.
Daring even to defy General Dongmen Yuanwu's orders.
Lin Fan gave a contemptuous sneer, leisurely walking over to stand in front of Dongmen Yuanwu.
"What... what do you want to do?"
Dongmen Yuanwu shouted in terror.
The smile on Lin Fan's face suddenly vanished, replaced by a serious and stern expression.
With one hand, he grabbed Dongmen Yuanwu by the neck, brutally lifting him off the ground.
Dongmen Yuanwu flailed his limbs like a turtle.
But to no avail.
His futile struggle only made him bleed out faster, soon forming a crimson pool on the ground.
"General, it's not that I want to kill you, but rather you've sought your own death. If you had agreed to my request at the start, you might have lived three more days, but now, you must pay for your choices."
"I... I was wrong... I was wrong... I beg you... please spare me... I..." Dongmen Yuanwu cried urgently, his features contorting, looking extremely unsightly.
"It's too late, saying this now is meaningless, say your goodbyes to your army."
Lin Fan spoke icily, cold and merciless.
He turned Dongmen Yuanwu towards the tens of thousands of troops, allowing everyone to witness his pathetic state, also to bear witness to Dongmen Yuanwu's death.
Dongmen Yuanwu glanced at the tens of thousands of soldiers, yet not a single one dared to step forward to rescue him, a profound sense of desolation overwhelmed him.
He opened his mouth, about to speak, but his body suddenly exploded, the void annihilated!
The general of the Heavenly Clan army, Dongmen Yuanwu.
Dead!
