Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1301 - 1299: Before I Kill You, There’s Something I Need to Take Care Of!

"Be careful."

Zhu Qilue helplessly accepted this reality, he could only let Lin Fan avenge him, as he himself couldn't even stand up, and in this situation, he definitely wasn't a match for Dongmen Buju.

Going there would be going to meet his death!

Dongmen Buju is a Middle Heavenly Venerate at the Ninth Layer, half a step into the Upper Heavenly Venerate, an absolutely formidable opponent.

Zhu Qilue looked at Lin Fan's back with confusion, this guy's cultivation was only showing as a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, on what basis could he be so arrogant and openly talk about avenging him.

Could it be that apart from a sword, he's hiding some other weapon?

He furrowed his brows, carefully scrutinizing Lin Fan. But he suddenly remembered, wasn't Lin Fan's legs disabled just now? How did he recover so quickly?!

He himself had been stabbed, lost half his life, and if it wasn't for Lin Fan saving him with his blood, he might not have recovered until now.

What on earth is with this guy?

Lin Fan stood sternly in front of Zhu Qilue, facing the murderous Dongmen Buju not far away, a contemptuous and disdainful smile on his face.

Clang!

The Xuanyuan Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, its golden light shining brightly, each ray of light filled with immense energy.

"Come, Clan Leader Dongmen. This time, let's not use those despicable and shameless tricks, let's have a fair fight and see whether you, a half-step Upper Heavenly Venerate, are stronger or I, a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, am stronger."

Lin Fan spoke slowly and composedly, without a trace of fear in his voice or expression, calmly fixing his gaze on Dongmen Buju.

He was, after all.

Confronting Sumeru Continent's strongest person, bar none!

A half-step Upper Heavenly Venerate, a realm countless people couldn't reach even in a lifetime. Even a Middle Heavenly Venerate is a rare, monstrous existence.

The higher up, each increase in rank becomes dramatically difficult, reaching such a level signifies nothing short of a heaven-defying genius.

It can be said that Dongmen Buju is a prodigy among prodigies, defying the heavens among the defiers.

However.

Lin Fan, just a trashy Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, actually dared to challenge such a heaven-defying prodigy.

Utterly ridiculous!

Under normal circumstances, everyone would be laughing uproariously, wantonly ridiculing Lin Fan's overconfidence.

But now.

There was utter silence.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, all eyes wide open, afraid to miss even a tiny bit of the scene.

*Gulp...*

*Gulp...*

*Gulp...*

Everyone was swallowing nervously, restless inside, their hearts involuntarily tightening. On one side was their own clan leader, Dongmen Buju, and on the other was Lin Fan, protector of the Sumeru Continent.

The crowd was thrown into confusion, unsure whom to support.

Dongmen Buju chuckled ominously, his laughter growing louder and more piercing.

As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"So funny, too funny. The young people these days really overestimate themselves. I admit that becoming a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor at your age shows great talent and ability, even my son Dongmen Nu doesn't have such talent. If you were my son, how great would that be, I could impart everything to you, and together we would rule the Sumeru Continent, wouldn't that be grand?"

"I'm not your son, I'm your dad," Lin Fan rolled his eyes and sneered.

Dongmen Buju's face darkened, showing slight embarrassment. But he pretended to laugh magnanimously, as if he didn't care about Lin Fan's mockery.

"But you probably don't understand the terrifying gap, even the phrase 'a chasm as wide as the sky' falls short, you'll know what it's about when we start. But right now, you still have a chance, I can spare your life and let you become my follower."

"Follow your damn self, who wants to be your watchdog. But I might consider letting you be my watchdog, bark a couple of times and let me hear it," Lin Fan countered back, giving Dongmen Buju no respect.

"You..." Dongmen Buju's anger boiled over, his face turning red, his eyes furious. "Fine! You asked for this, don't blame me for being ruthless,"

"Wait! Before I kill you, I have to settle another matter first."

Just as Dongmen Buju was about to make a move, Lin Fan suddenly extended a hand, coldly throwing out a statement.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

In a swoosh.

All eyes focused on Lin Fan, unsure of what this guy was up to.

Everyone's foreheads were sweating with tension, their clothes unknowingly soaked by the sweat.

"Release your dog leg."

A cold gleam flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, sharp, ferocious, merciless.

Everyone, including Dongmen Buju, was taken aback, not understanding what Lin Fan was saying.

"I'll give you three seconds."

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

Lin Fan's lips curved into a smile, an aura of murderous intent sent chills down one's spine.

"Clan Leader Dongmen, excuse me, before making a move, I must first teach your subordinate a lesson, how can he be so disrespectful to another clan's leader."

"Hm?"

Before Dongmen Buju could react.

Instant Escape!

Lin Fan's silhouette vanished abruptly, as if swallowed by the void.

Boom!

A loud noise was heard from a hundred meters away.

Everyone quickly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Lin Fan standing beside Mo Ningxiang, punching a soldier.

The soldier's foot was stepping on Mo Ningxiang's body!

The soldier didn't even have time to utter a sound, his heart was blown through, and Lin Fan held it in his palm.

A gentle squeeze, blood spattered!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The soldier's body started exploding, flesh and blood flying everywhere, extremely gruesome.

In less than a breath.

The soldier's entire body turned into a pool of blood and mud.

"Ah..."

The surrounding soldiers finally snapped back to their senses, gasped, and were just about to run.

Shua!

A flash of golden light, dazzlingly bright.

Thud, thud, thud...

Several heads fell to the ground, rolling like balls, and the bodies without heads collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

The whole process took less than three breaths, and ten people were dead!

Dongmen Buju became even angrier, the muscles on his face twitching violently.

This kid dared to kill his soldiers right in front of him, paying him no regard at all!

Lin Fan indeed paid no one any regard, because in his eyes, there was only Mo Ningxiang.

"Ningxiang, how are you, are you hurt?"

He knelt down, wiping the dirt and tears off Mo Ningxiang's face, gently caressing her hair.

"N-no..."

Mo Ningxiang could no longer hold back her emotions, burying her head into Lin Fan's arms, crying loudly, Feng Qingshui's death had hit her hard, and the sight of Lin Fan's legs being crippled had pushed her to the brink.

But fortunately, Lin Fan was alive!

"Hush, don't cry, so many people are watching, you are now the Xuan Clan Leader..."

"No, I'm still your woman."

Mo Ningxiang pouted, interrupting Lin Fan, who helplessly smiled and lovingly held her in his arms.

Dongmen Buju felt vexed by this display of affection, naturally feeling quite displeased.

"Damn it, are you pretending I don't exist?! Looking for death!"

He bellowed, spinning like a whirlwind towards them.

But just halfway through.

Boom!

A wall of fire appeared, blocking his path.

Zhu Qilue used a fire technique to stop Dongmen Buju.

"You're stopping me from killing Lin Fan? Fine! Then I'll kill you first!"

Dongmen Buju suddenly changed direction, charging fiercely towards Zhu Qilue.

Half a breath!

The figure was already before Zhu Qilue, a powerful attack heading directly towards him.