The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 650 - 650 646 Kill You Over Thousands of Mountains and Rivers Part 2

650: Chapter 646: Kill You Over Thousands of Mountains and Rivers (Part 2) 650: Chapter 646: Kill You Over Thousands of Mountains and Rivers (Part 2) Just moments before, Lin Tian, in everyone’s eyes, was but a common boy, an existence as insignificant as an ant, his life as worthless as weeds.

If they told him to crawl through a dog hole, he had to crawl; if they told him to die, there would be no path to life!

However, in the blink of an eye, someone as strong as Foundation Establishment Cultivator Huang Hongfeng couldn’t withstand a single move from Lin Tian.

With one slap, he was flattened into a mist of blood!

A proud Foundation Establishment Cultivator met his demise so promptly and neatly, as if he had been an ant crushed to death!

Even an ant may let out a scream when it faces death.

But Huang Hongfeng did not even have a chance to scream before dying, leaving not even particles behind!

The previous contempt and angry shouts from the crowd towards the commoner ant, turned in an instant when that same boy slapped a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to death, bringing visual impact and shock to the hearts of everyone, absolutely violent beyond compare, leaving no one able to accept or believe in the moment.

Many people were stuck in a daze of shock for a long time.

Heavens…

how could this be?

Wasn’t he just an ordinary person?

Didn’t he not know our identities?

How could he perform spells?

Wang Simeng’s mind buzzed explosively, a total mess, her face equally chaotic, etched with shock and disbelief.

Previously, when entering the valley, her senior brother had asked her to protect the boy in front, the one who now turned out to be so terrifyingly powerful!

“Ah…

you…

you…

he…

Great…

Great Senior Brother, he’s also a cultivator…

he killed Huang Hongfeng…

he…

he is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!”

In the end, Wang Simeng couldn’t help but scream out loud, her face a mix of shock and anger as she glanced at Lin Tian and then stumbled towards Hee Tianci.

At this moment.

Hee Tianci had just shaken off his shock and astonishment.

He shuddered and then took a deep breath.

Huuh~

Then, he took a long breath and bitterly smiled, “We misjudged!

No wonder, at the entrance to the valley, when Huang Hongfen and Song Zidong and others appeared, he said he would lend us a hand…”

Hearing this, Wang Simeng also remembered the event, at that time she had thought it extremely laughable.

In the end, she had not stopped ridiculing Lin Tian, and now thinking about it, her face couldn’t help but burn with embarrassment.

This bastard, clearly so powerful, why did he conceal it so deeply?

Wang Simeng thought bitterly and could not help but be irritated with Lin Tian.

But she didn’t consider that even if Lin Tian had claimed to be very powerful before, she would not have believed him!

At the same time.

Standing behind Hee Tianci and the others, Situ Xiu, beyond his shock, felt endless fear in his heart.

Remembering his threats to Lin Tian back at the antique market, he was so scared that his face turned pale, and he collapsed onto the ground.

Oh my grandma’s bear, damn it!

The person I threatened before was actually a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, if it wasn’t for Hee Tianci and the others coming, I would probably already be a pile of ashes!

Situ Xiu scolded internally, both frightened and panicking, his heart pounding with lingering fear.

And those who witnessed Huang Hongfeng being killed, the disciples of Wind Demon Castle and Zhenxian Sect, regained their senses only to be scared into instantly flying back a distance.

The one closest to Lin Tian, Yan Yu, was shaking all over at this point.

“Pre…

Senior, spare me!”

Yan Yu, engulfed by endless terror, knelt down to beg for mercy, repeatedly saying, “I’ll crawl through the dog hole, I’ll crawl through the dog hole, and then I’ll get lost immediately…”

The previously commanding and haughty Sect Disciple was now lowering her proud head, with only the desire to survive remaining.

“Crawl through a dog hole?”

Lin Tian raised his eyebrows and sneered, “No chance now!”

Buzz~~

He flicked his finger, and a glaze-like flame shot out from Lin Tian’s hand, landing on Yan Yu.

It was Samadhi True Fire, so incredibly terrifying in power that it brushed over Yan Yu and instantly turned her into ashes.

“Ah…

he’s a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he’s cultivated Samadhi True Fire!

Run!”

With this strike, everyone present finally saw clearly, and someone uttered a scream of utter terror.

As the cries fell, the people in the hall scattered in escape, the various rotting tables and chairs in the hall being knocked into a mess.

Even Song Zidong, who was also at the Foundation Establishment level, turned and fled.

Huang Hongfeng couldn’t even withstand a single palm strike, and he certainly didn’t think he could save his own life if he didn’t flee.

The youth before him was too terrifying!

Fear gradually spread in Song Zidong’s heart as he raced toward the entrance of the grand hall.

But, halfway there, a pillar in the grand hall collapsed and smashed heavily onto the ground, cracking the bluestone flooring and dislodging a stone—in which, surprisingly, three fist-sized Spirit Stones rolled out, shimmering with crystal luster and brimming with immense Spiritual Energy.

“Damn, Mid-grade Spirit Stones!

A full three of them!”

Song Zidong shouted, his hand swooping down to snatch the Spirit Stones and then darting out of the grand hall like his life depended on it, vanishing in an instant.

While everyone else in the grand hall was fleeing, Lin Tian had been ready to make his move, but when he saw Song Zidong picking up the three Spirit Stones from the ground, he hesitated.

“Mid-grade Spirit Stones!

These can be used for breaking through to the Golden Core Stage!

I must get my hands on them!”

Lin Tian was inwardly excited, took a deep breath, and after Song Zidong disappeared, he gave his hand a flick, and Evil like Xiaotian rushed into the sky, sweeping those who were prepared to flee the grand hall.

“Ah, Flying Swords…”

Screams of terror and shock erupted from the disciples of Wind Demon Castle and Zhenxian Sect.

Gulp, gulp~~

But, as soon as the shouting began, it was immediately followed by heads tumbling through the air.

With the exception of the foundation Establishment Cultivator Song Zidong who had fled, everyone from Wind Demon Castle and Zhenxian Sect had been beheaded, dead within the Ancient Wind City grand hall.

Whoosh~~

The desolate and chilling wind blew into the grand hall, stirring up a whiff of blood, and Hee Tianci and others who stood by felt a chill in their hearts.

Especially, the Flying Sword that shot out from Lin Tian paralyzed the others, their bodies turning rigid as their hearts violently spasmed with fear.

Flying Swords!

Flying Swords!

These were the legendary Flying Swords, which even the old ancestors of the Wind Mountain sect did not possess half of one!

It was said that in some major sects, only those with extreme talent and strong backgrounds—evil in their genius—would have a damaged Flying Sword.

“Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives!

Without you, we would have had a hard time escaping!”

Coming back to their senses, Hee Tianci was the first to bow deeply, his voice trembling with gratitude toward Lin Tian.

The remaining three shuddered and hurriedly followed suit with respectful bows.

“Se…

Senior, before I failed to recognize the immense presence of a Taishan…”

At this moment, Wang Simeng stuttered out, her petite frame trembling.

Lin Tian turned around, his gaze sweeping over the four people.

As Situ Xiu met Lin Tian’s gaze, his corpulent body trembled and he knelt to the ground with a thud.

“Senior, please spare my life, it was my fault for being blind…”

Situ Xiu repeatedly knocked his head on the ground in a flurry, begging for mercy.

“If it hadn’t been for the gains this time, I would have shown you no mercy!”

Lin Tian glanced coldly at Situ Xiu, then turned on his heel and swept out of the grand hall, leaving behind Hee Tianci and the others who looked at his retreating figure with a mixture of shock and fear.

As he swept out of the grand hall, Lin Tian’s Divine Sense spread out instantly, quickly locating Song Zidong’s figure.

With the grand formation of the valley shattered, this man had actually climbed over the steep valley ridge and was escaping north at breakneck speed.

Song Zidong was already a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and his speed was remarkable.

Although he was still slightly inferior to Lin Tian, the difference was not significant, and it was too late for Lin Tian to kill him with the Flying Sword.

“Three Mid-grade Spirit Stones, I must have them!

Thinking of escaping?

Even if you cross thousands of mountains and rivers, you won’t get away!

Even if you enter Forbidden Curse Ridge!”

Lin Tian shouted loudly, his Cultivation roaring and exploding like a raging flood, the terrifying suppression instantly enveloping the entire valley.

With a single stomp at his feet, his Flying Sword soared, carrying him into the sky, trailed by a ten-meter long light of True Qi, sweeping through the vastness majestically.

Those who rushed out of the grand hall, like Hee Tianci and the rest, were knocked to the ground by the descending terrifying suppression.

“How terrifying, could he…

could he be at the Golden Core Stage?”

Hee Tianci murmured in horror.

Beside him, Wang Simeng and the others shuddered at his words.

Meanwhile.

Song Zidong, who was fleeing ahead, heard Lin Tian’s roar from afar and nearly tripped over in fright.

“Damn, this person is so terrifying; where did he come from?

Could he be a demon from the Second-level Cultivation Domain?”

Song Zidong cursed out loud, and the fear in his heart grew stronger, causing him to accelerate his frantic escape even further.