Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Yi Mingyue in the midair.

The top warrior of the Heavenly List, the Killing God, finally made a move!

Somehow, a butcher knife had appeared in his hand.

A thick and broad butcher knife!

The blade, under the dim light, emitted a chilling coldness!

Can this youngster withstand Yi Mingyue?

Everyone watched expectantly.

The first on the Heavenly List, mysterious and unpredictable! But this youngster was no ordinary either, having slain fifteen Martial Artists from the Martial Arts Fourth Layer with a single sword strike. The clash between these two was bound to be intense and evenly matched.

Every person harbored their own thoughts.

When two tigers fight, one is bound to get hurt!

Then, the rest could reap the benefits like a fisherman watching from the sidelines!

At the same time.

Chen Daotian gasped in surprise, staring fixedly at Yi Mingyue attacking from the sky and nudged Fang Yu again: "Yu bro... Quick, dodge!"

Yet, Fang Yu remained utterly still.

Expression calm, eyes indifferent, heart like still water.

At this critical juncture.

Fang Yu's right fist was faintly glowing.

In a breath's time, Yi Mingyue's broad knife was chopping down!

Whoosh!

Fang Yu lifted his left hand!

Bam!

The knife was stopped!

It couldn't advance any further!

Breath halted.

The air turned stagnant.

Everything seemed frozen, like an old black and white photograph from the last century!

Silence.

A silence that was terrifying!

Fang Yu's index and middle finger forcefully clamped onto the blade of the butcher knife!

Cool and stylish!

Chen Daotian was staring with wide eyes!

"Yu bro... I freaking want to fall in love with you... So cool! Is this even possible?"

But keen-eyed observers could see, the place where the knife was clamped was also flickering with a faint golden light.

Yi Mingyue, witnessing this scene, his pupils shrank, and his heart churned with shock!

"Are you from the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven?"

Seventh Layer Heaven?!

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Somehow, everyone stepped back in fear.

How could it be?

The person they were scheming to kill was from the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven!

Upon hearing this, Chen Daotian snorted and shouted: "Idiots! My brother Yu is from Martial Arts Tenth Layer Heaven, for crying out loud! If you don't know, don't blabber! Don't you believe that my brother Yu could knock all of you down with a single punch?"

"..."

Fang Yu's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, he was quite speechless towards Chen Daotian.

This guy is typical, embellishing wherever possible; you have to take his words with a grain of salt.

Tenth Layer Heaven!

Who would believe that?

Only a fool would!

Yi Mingyue stared with wide eyes, his Inner Strength surging, attempting to pull out his butcher knife.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out!

The more he struggled, the more unbelievable Yi Mingyue found it!

How could this be?!

Impossible, absolutely impossible, my strength is also from the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven. The gap shouldn't be this vast!

Then, Fang Yu finally spoke up.

"The first on the Heavenly List?"

"Killing God?"

"Yi Mingyue?"

"Contemporary butcher?"

"Thirty thousand heads?"

Each word dropped into Yi Mingyue's ears. Fang Yu's speech was not fast, but each word seemed like a death knell—

"Merely this!"

When these four words left Fang Yu's mouth, his right fist, already charged with Inner Essence.

Buzz!

Buzzing—

He lifted his fist and swung it towards Yi Mingyue.

"Don't!"

Yi Mingyue widened his eyes, realizing the deadly threat from that punch, and immediately decided to let go of the butcher knife, lifting both arms in a desperate resistance!

Boom!

The fist smashed onto Yi Mingyue's arms.

Yi Mingyue, like a kite with its string cut, flew backwards.

Walls as hard as iron were actually smashed into a human-shaped groove by Yi Mingyue!

Thump, falling to the ground.

Motionless.

Clearly breathless.

…

Drip.

Drip.

The air conditioning above the venue stopped working. It led to the venue becoming very hot, so hot that droplets formed and fell from above.

Hitting the ground, they sounded particularly piercing.

It was too quiet.

After a long time, Fang Yu slowly turned around, facing everyone, and spoke indifferently:

"This…is the consequence of not taking advice."

"I'll ask again, is there anyone else—"

"Is there anyone else—"

The echo reverberated.

The martial artists who had just attempted to attack Fang Yu collapsed in their seats.

Killing God Yi Mingyue, beaten to death by his punch!

Who else dared to step forward?

The martial artist closest to him couldn't stand the shock and immediately wet his pants, sobbing as he ran towards the gate—

"Mom… I need to get out! I need to get out… Please let me out! Please let me go!"

…

Fang Yu shook his head and said:

"Anyone who wishes to die, come. I always like those without strength offering themselves to death."

He had once said the same thing to Ji Qiubai.

Time has changed, but now it applied to the martial artists present.

Zhao Youdao standing not far away was stunned.

His body began to tremble.

"Now, I require you all, don't move. Whoever moves, I'll kill."

Everyone was as stiff as wood, not daring to make a move.

"It's your turn, Chen Daotian!"

"Alright, Brother Yu, the vengeance of the Chen Family, it's best if I handle it myself!" Chen Daotian grinned and moved towards Lu Haoran.

Lu Haoran's face was ashen.

He thought of begging for mercy.

"Please, please... spare me... as long as you spare me, your Chen Family—from now on... won't need to pay annual fees. Please..."

"Don't come over."

"Really, don't come over!"

Chen Daotian completely ignored Lu Haoran's pleas and coldly said: "Do you remember three years ago? You killed my sister."

As he spoke, Chen Daotian's eyes became cold and bloodshot: "My sister was only 15!"

"At the prime of her youth! Just because she didn't want to be your woman! You ruthlessly harmed her!"

It was for this reason, Chen Daotian was bent on revenge.

After meeting Fang Yu, united in their suffering, they became best friends!

Hearing this, Lu Haoran instantly understood.

He struggled, crawling on the ground—

"I was wrong, I bow my head to you, I was wrong..."

Thump, thump.

His forehead was bleeding.

But Chen Daotian laughed, his laugh mixed with tears!

"Little sister, may your spirit in heaven rest in peace..."

Chen Daotian raised his huge fist, without saying another word, he was about to smash down—

Just at this moment, a harsh voice came.

"I want to see who dares to run wild on my turf! Who dares to touch Young Master Lu!"

Whoosh!

A dark figure burst in through the back door.

Incredibly fast!

Bang bang bang!

Three palms struck!

Chen Daotian was instantly repelled!

"Who?"

Rustle rustle rustle…

The dark figure stood up.

Wearing a black robe, with deep-set eyes, his eyeballs almost sunken in. His skin was loose, and wrinkles were mottled.

Rustle rustle rustle…

About thirty men in black Sun Yat-sen suits surged in immediately behind him!

"Jin Shiji!?"

"Jin Shiji has arrived!?"

The martial artists present, as if seeing their savior.

At the same time, Zhao Youdao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly walking up to Jin Shiji, and said solemnly: "Old Master Jin, lucky you arrived in time! Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

Jin Shiji swept his gaze across, saying sternly: "Which one is Fang Yu?"

"That's him!" Zhao Youdao pointed and said, "Old Master Jin, this lad probably has Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven strength. Be careful!"

Jin Shiji, with his dim old eyes, glared and exclaimed: "What? Seventh Layer Heaven!?"

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