The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 814: Man Against God, One Against Three

Chapter 814: Chapter 814: Man Against God, One Against Three

"Last time you lost to me, do you think you can win against me this time?"

Ning Fan’s eyes blazed with an unparalleled, biting intent to kill, as the spiritual power around his body erupted violently, almost without any reserve.

Bang!

The Witch God was struck squarely by this surge of spiritual power, sent flying backwards and plummeting down Mount Everest.

Without pursuing to kill him, Ning Fan pressed his legs forcefully, transforming his figure into a shadow that dashed before the Wind God and the God of Fire.

"You..."

The God of Fire wore a look of astonishment, having not expected Ning Fan to send the Witch God flying with such ease.

"Shut up, insect!"

Ning Fan’s face was indifferent, filled with a chilling murderous aura, appearing even more high and mighty than the so-called deities.

He reached out and grabbed hold of the God of Fire’s head, fiercely infusing spiritual power into his body, filling his entire form, then erupted outward.

Bang bang bang!

The body of the God of Fire exploded like it had been fitted with small bombs, one after another.

Blood splattered, and a blood rain began to fall atop Mount Everest.

They occupied these mortal bodies, so they could also be injured.

Ning Fan loosened his grip, and the God of Fire’s body fell from midair, crashing heavily onto the mountain’s peak and causing a burst of powdery snow.

"Now, it’s your turn."

He turned his head toward the Wind God, whose eyes churned with undisguised killing intent.

Yet the Wind God showed no fear, but erupted with a formidable divine power, "Kid, your strength is indeed not simple, let this deity see what you can do!"

With that, he raised his hand, divine power spreading out as a sudden gale kicked up!

Thousands of wind blades instantly condensed in midair.

Each blade contained immense power, capable of easily shredding steel.

This power belonged to deities, beyond the reach of common folk!

"Turn to pieces in the power of the Wind God," the Wind God elevated his figure, pressing his right hand down.

"Swish swish swish swish swish!"

The countless wind blades howled down, each blade’s trajectory unpredictable, enough to tear a tank to shreds were it right in the center!

However, when these wind blades struck Ning Fan, they crumbled into countless gentle breezes, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"This..."

The Wind God was taken aback, this being the first time he had witnessed such a phenomenon.

Ning Fan looked up, sneering, "Is this the power of the Wind God?"

He enveloped his whole body with spiritual power; these wind blades couldn’t affect him at all.

Ultimately, the divine power couldn’t compare to his spiritual power in quality, and naturally, it had no effect.

The Wind God felt belittled, his eyes filled with intense fury, "Kid, don’t get cocky! This deity has more tricks than you can fathom!"

"Too bad, you won’t have the chance to use them."

Ning Fan had no desire to wait for him to perform any more fancy tricks; his pressing concern was to help Xu Yourong recover her original form.

With a push of his right palm, the spiritual power gathered into a Spiritual Sword Ray, which he swung at the Wind God.

Slash!

The sword ray whistled out, wrapped in peerless might, cutting straight towards the Wind God.

"Kid! Don’t know the height of heaven and the depth of earth, thinking you can deal with this deity like that?"

The Wind God roared lowly, a series of Wind Shields condensing in front of him, hoping to block Ning Fan’s sword.

Crack!

However, the sword ray shattered through the Wind Shields, dispersing them into a sky full of gentle wind.

"How is this possible?"

The Wind God’s face was full of shock but before he could react, the sword ray had already cut through him.

Schlack!

The next moment, blood spattered the sky as the Wind God’s body also fell.

Ning Fan rushed to Xu Yourong’s side, supporting her up, and asked with concern, "Yourong, are you alright?"

Xu Yourong was almost consumed by the suppression of two divine powers.

Hearing Ning Fan’s words, she shook her head and said, "This deity is fine, just a bit weak..."

After standing up, she immediately took a step back, distancing herself from Ning Fan.

"These scoundrels dared to ambush this deity, this deity will make them pay!"

Ning Fan looked at her somewhat sadly, but remembering that Xu Yourong’s memories hadn’t returned, he temporarily suppressed the feeling of disappointment.

It’s okay, Yourong’s memories haven’t returned yet.

Once they do, she will remember everything.

"You should rest for a while. You’ve just become a deity, your power isn’t strong enough yet."

Ning Fan stepped forward, shielding Xu Yourong behind him, and once again surged with an imposing spiritual power as he faced the Wind God and the God of Fire who were standing back up.

"The two of you, come at me together."

Saying this, he waved at the Witch God as well.

"And you, today is the day you deities meet your end!"

The Wind God and the God of Fire stood side by side, their wounds slowly wriggling, gradually healing.

"Witch God, you didn’t say before coming that there was such a formidable human!" the God of Fire said angrily.

Being brought down by this youngster in one move was an utter disgrace.

Yet shame was secondary; the strength of this human was outrageously strong!

As a long-standing deity, the God of Fire had a significant understanding of the human world, knowing they had various methods to develop their own abilities.

Theoretically, even if a human reached beyond a Great Grandmaster level, they still shouldn’t be a match for a deity.

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