Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Assassin!

Zhou Xuantong is not only the second-highest expert on the combat power ranking but also an assassin lurking in the shadows. Otherwise, he could not have utilized such extraordinary and swift movement technique!

A single strike to kill is the assassin's best skill!

Zhou Xuantong had been waiting in the dark for a long time, just for this chance.

This time, Fang Yu will surely die!

Even those mercenaries who had already advanced to the front believed that Zhou Xuantong's surprise attack would definitely succeed.

...

In that split second—

Fang Yu's right hand remained unchanged, the Dragon Roar Sword continued to spin.

His left hand transformed into a chopping blade, slashing fiercely across.

Zhou Xuantong coldly said, "Too late!"

Bang!

The dagger's cold light stabbed towards Fang Yu's heart.

"Huh? That sound isn't right?"

Zhou Xuantong looked down and saw that the tip of the dagger stopped just one centimeter away from Fang Yu's heart.

This…

How is it possible?

His face turned pale, and his eyes instantly filled with fear!

"Gang Qi?"

"You, you… you really are from the Nine Layers of Heaven!"

The confidence that comes with a lethal strike was completely shattered by Fang Yu's sudden display of protective Gang Qi.

His face filled with despair!

Impossible!

Impossible!!

Zhou Xuantong exerted his Inner Strength desperately, he was so close to succeeding!

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't advance further!

He couldn't help but widen his eyes—

Eh, what's that?

Zhou Xuantong noticed a finger-sized Golden Dragon coiling around the tip of the dagger.

His pupils constricted!

"Golden Gang Qi!" Zhou Xuantong exclaimed.

Fang Yu slightly raised his head, his eyes became sharp... If he couldn't launch an attack now, then he didn't deserve the title of Iron Fist King.

With a raise of his hand, a massive Iron Fist thunderously struck.

Boom!

Zhou Xuantong was not sent flying!

Instead, he was fixed in mid-air by Fang Yu's fist.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

The highly respected, second-ranked Zhou Xuantong on the combat power ranking, his inner core shattered by that punch, his back pierced by numerous bones.

Fang Yu showed no mercy.

Mercy towards an enemy is cruelty to oneself.

"Gang Qi?"

Fang Yu sneered with contempt, disregarding any Gang Qi, and with a Ling Kong kick, sent Zhou Xuantong's corpse flying.

This, is the difference!

The difference between heaven and earth!

The difference between an ant and Mount Tai!

The mercenaries looked over intently.

Zhou Xuantong, dead!

...

Fang Yu's actions didn't stop; he twisted his wrist, and Dragon Roar Sword pointed at everyone.

"It's your turn now!"

This time, no unnecessary words.

With sword in hand, he dashed forward like lightning.

Martial Arts Fifth Layer, Martial Arts Sixth Layer, Martial Arts Seventh Layer...

Like lambs to the slaughter, at the mercy of this wolf.

Slash!

Slash slash!

The dust blurred vision.

The sunlight hurt the eyes.

Cries of anguish and screams persisted...

Severed limbs and body parts flew around like trash.

...

Phew—

Minutes later.

Fang Yu's figure left a lingering shadow, with a flick of his wrist, Dragon Roar Sword lightning-fast slashed through the last person's neck.

Puff!

Blood gushed like a fountain.

With a thud, the Dragon Roar Sword was driven into the ground at a forty-five-degree angle.

It ended.

The lives of over a hundred mercenaries, assassins, and bounty hunters, ended.

Blood soaked much of the square.

Heads and limbs were everywhere.

The wind dried the blood.

Vision gradually cleared.

Fang Yu stood upright beside the Dragon Roar Sword, his face indifferent, his expression calm... as if the recent massacre had nothing to do with him.

...

All of Lu Family's four Great Elders furrowed their brows tightly, staring in disbelief at this "killing demon."

"Tianxun... you, you're going to ruin us!" Lu Tianzong spoke angrily in a low voice.

"I didn't expect... didn't expect his strength to be so formidable."

"All mercenaries are dead, should we fight or retreat?" Lu Tianzong asked.

Seeing Fang Yu's almost numb killing methods, Lu Tianzong already had the idea to retreat.

He wasn't sure he could kill this man, but he was confident he could escape.

"Do you think we can retreat?" Lu Tianxun asked.

"This..."

"His strength, it must be of the Eighth Heavenly Layers! Even with the four of us joining hands, we can't possibly defeat him!" Lu Tianzong said.

"Are you conceding defeat before we even fight?"

Lu Tianxun glanced over the corpses on the ground and said, "Has the Lu Family stood for so many years solely based on Martial Arts strength?"

Hearing this, Lu Tianzong indifferently said, "Well, since we chose the Forbidden City, how can we retreat?"

...

Directly in front.

Fang Yu and Lu Family's four Great Elders stood facing each other from afar.

"Four Elders... looks like the people you found were not up to it."

"Ten billion, better give it to me, I'd consider letting you stab me once."

Hearing this, Lu Tianxun's face twisted.

"Iron Fist King... I admit, you are strong. But don't get too proud too soon," Lu Tianxun articulated word by word.

"I'm not proud."

Fang Yu sighed, "Because, there's nothing to be proud of in front of dead people."

"What a bold statement!"

Lu Tianxun turned to the other three elders, "Gentlemen, have you made up your minds?"

The three elders nodded, having made up their minds.

If not successful, then be willing to die!

"Descendants of the Lu Family, heed my command!"

Fifty core disciples of Lu Family's Law Enforcement Hall, at once, stepped forward in unison.

"The one standing in front of you is a degenerate of the Lu Family, a scourge to humanity, tormenting the living... Now is our time to cleanse our ranks! Kill him!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Fifty disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall said in unison.

Fang Yu's face remained indifferent.

Lu Tianxun brought so many scapegoats, merely hoping to exhaust my Inner Strength before the fight. Yet... he still might not defeat me... So what exactly is he relying on?

Something is fishy here.

But Fang Yu had already made up his mind—

If God blocks, kill God; if Buddha blocks, kill Buddha!

Standing before him were the core disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, unlike these scattered mercenaries, their ability to fight as a unit was far superior...

Fang Yu slowly walked forward, one step, two steps.

He arrived beside the Dragon Roar Sword.

He stretched out his rough right hand—

Swoosh!

Drew the long sword.

Swoosh! Swung it to the right, the blade emitting a buzzing sound.

Fang Yu's deep voice rang out: "The battle that follows will be the proudest battle of your lives! Because, in your lifetime, this is the only chance you'll have to face an opponent as strong as me!"

Tap.

Tap.

Fang Yu stepped again, moving forward.

Thirty meters, twenty meters... ten meters...

Lu Family's Law Enforcement Hall disciples, true to their core member status, well-trained, stood firm.

Fifty people stood in front of the four Great Elders, like terracotta warriors, fearless!

Finally...

Fang Yu approached them.

The long sword raised, his gaze stern.

The Lu Family's descendants, as if facing a great enemy, swish, a dagger appeared.

"Cleanse the household!"

"Cleanse the household!"

"Cleanse the household!"

Fifty people raised their daggers and surged forward!