Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Seeing Viscount Gusa transform, reaching a height of over six meters, the battle intent in the crimson eyes of Posehei and Bert grew even stronger.

"Heh heh, young boy from Huaxia, being able to force Lord Viscount to use a drop of the Poison Bottle Liquid, you can die without regrets."

Posehei saw Viscount Gusa's form rise again and let out a sinister laugh.

However, the next moment, the scene completely exceeded Posehei and Bert's expectations.

Swish!

They saw Viscount Gusa hesitate not a bit, his two strong wolf feet stomped the ground, and like a cannonball, he turned and shot outside the villa.

"Lord Viscount, you…!"

Posehei and Bert's wolf heads were completely stunned; they didn't expect that Viscount Gusa, after using a precious drop of the Poison Bottle Liquid, wouldn't kill that young guy but instead turned and fled.

At this moment, the two of them felt their wolf heads' intelligence was simply not enough.

Wang Hu, Hai Lei, Bai He, and others were also stunned for a moment, then felt great relief; these three werewolves were certainly strong, but even they had to flee like dogs upon seeing Young Master Qin.

"None of you shall leave; you all must die!"

Qin Yang's gaze was icy cold as he swept his eyes over Posehei, Bert, and the fleeing Viscount Gusa.

"Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, go!"

Qin Yang formed a seal with his fingertips and shouted coldly.

Swoosh~!

From beneath Qin Yang's feet, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword shone with icy white light, then transformed into a streak of light and shot out violently.

Posehei and Bert had no time to react.

The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword moved incredibly fast, piercing straight through the throats of Posehei and Bert.

Splat! Splat!

Due to the werewolves' strong heart blood supply, blood from their throats instantly spurted out, reaching several meters away.

Bang! Bang!

The two large wolf bodies collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from their throat, clearly dead beyond saving.

"Gulp."

Watching as Posehei and Bert were instantly killed by Qin Yang, Wang Hu swallowed, and Bai He and Hai Lei couldn't conceal their shock.

"Young Master Qin is just Young Master Qin, these two werewolves, though incredibly powerful, couldn't withstand a single round in front of Young Master Qin."

Wang Hu, Bai He, and others showed excitement on their faces, but also felt some guilt, realizing their own weakness.

In the front courtyard, Viscount Gusa turned to see Posehei and Bert being pierced through the throat by the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword.

At once, he felt his soul leaving his body; it seemed this young guy's strength had increased again. Damn it, is his great Wolf Race Viscount going to die here?!

No!

Viscount Gusa roared, the crimson light in his eyes flashing madly, and sped up.

"Last time, you escaped by luck; this time, you will die without fail!"

Qin Yang's expression was icy cold as he watched the fleeing Viscount Gusa.

Before going to Nanyun, Qin Yang who had advanced to the Immortal Master Realm could treat Viscount Gusa like a dead dog; after going to Nanyun, battling the Black Poison Gu King, and refining the high-grade Spiritual Treasure Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, Qin Yang's strength had greatly improved.

"You can't kill me; if you dare kill a Wolf Race Viscount, the Wolf Race won't spare you!"

Viscount Gusa roared.

"I will kill you like slaying pigs and dogs, go!"

Qin Yang's heart and spirit moved, and the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword turned into a stream of light, shooting out fiercely.

"I, as the great Wolf Race Viscount, will not die, will not die!"

Viscount Gusa turned around, madness in his crimson monocular eye, and stretched out two sharp wolf claws, trying to grab the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword.

Buzz~!

The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword emitted a clear dragon roar, slashing across Viscount Gusa's wolf claws, leaving a bloodstain, then pierced through his forehead.

Bang!

Viscount Gusa's wolf head exploded into a mist of blood, his massive body falling backward.

"This is Young Master Qin, killing three powerful werewolves with a flip of his hand!"

Wang Hu spoke with shock in his heart.

The flying sword was released, and all three werewolves perished!

The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword radiated an icy white light, untouched by blood.

"Retrieve."

Qin Yang's heart and spirit moved, causing the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword to turn in the air and fly back into Qin Yang's Sea of Consciousness.

The longer the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword was nurtured within the Sea of Consciousness, the more closely it bonded with Qin Yang, becoming even more responsive to his control.

This scene left everyone present once again astonished.

Qin Yang descended from the air holding Ruan Xinxue, with the Flying Thunder Eagle also flapping its bloody wings to land.

"Sister Ruan, are you okay?"

Qin Yang looked at Ruan Xinxue and asked gently.

"I'm fine, Qin Yang, your face is a bit pale."

Ruan Xinxue shook her head, her eyes filled with concern for Qin Yang.

"Heh heh, I'm alright, just a little exhausted."

Qin Yang chuckled, exhaling softly; the recent sword control had indeed drained him significantly.

The Sword Control Skill can only be performed after advancing to the Immortal Spirit Realm. This time, Qin Yang forced its use, and the drain on his Divine Sense and Spiritual Power was enormous. Fortunately, it was only over a distance of a hundred miles; any further, and his internal Spiritual Power might have been completely exhausted.

"Big brother Qin Yang, you're amazing, those three werewolves were killed just like that."

Zilan jumped down from the back of the Flying Thunder Eagle, her beautiful eyes shining, looking at Qin Yang, marveling at his extraordinary skills.

"Sorry, Zilan, I also let you be frightened."

Qin Yang smiled, gently ruffling Zilan's hair.

"Young Master Qin."

At this moment, Wang Hu, Bai He, and Hai Lei also approached, their faces full of excitement.

"Roar!"

The Fire Flame Lion let out an excited roar, running in front of Qin Yang, with the Flying Thunder Eagle flapping its wings to join him.

"Thank you all for your efforts."

Qin Yang looked at everyone with heartfelt appreciation.

At this moment, Qin Yang looked around and found Sister Ruan's villa was a mess, with many traces of battle on the ground; Bai He and Hai Lei's robes were covered in blood, their faces pale, clearly severely injured.

The Fire Flame Lion lying at his feet had its crystalline armor shattered, bleeding profusely, and the Flying Thunder Eagle was not much better, its wing drenched in blood, stirring a deeper killing intent in Qin Yang's heart.

"Hmph, those wolf vermin from the Bordeaux Clan, harassing me time and again; I will surely kill you all!"

Qin Yang said coldly, his face supremely grim.

"Young Master Qin, these werewolves are definitely eyeing our Immortal Orange Wine and villa; they won't give up until they get them."

Wang Hu also showed a trace of anger, humbly saying.

"Don't worry, I won't spare them."

Cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes; there was a large group of werewolves under Feipu Manor, and those who dared to covet the Immortal Orange Wine and Feipu Manor would not be spared!

After speaking, Qin Yang flipped his right hand, revealing a White Jade Porcelain Bottle in his palm.

"Huzi, here are some small Primordial Spirit Pills. Take them, sit down, and recover your Inner Power and wounds."

Qin Yang distributed the small Primordial Spirit Pills from the porcelain bottle to Wang Hu, Bai He, and Hai Lei.