Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 672 - 672 671 No one can save you

672: 671: No one can save you 672: 671: No one can save you “Husband, what do you think?” He Ji’s heart was kind, and having just returned to her homeland, how could she stand idly by when encountering such an event?

However, Tang Feng didn’t think the same.

Trouble sometimes must not be touched, those who were pursuing had the power to annihilate a Sect, their strength was formidable, and most importantly, the Cultivation here used Immortal Essence, giving him an abrupt sense of being back in the Immortal Realm.

This Ancient Cultivation World was somewhat peculiar.

The people here were unbelievably strong, take the person who was currently pursuing them, he was at least at the level of a Ming Immortal.

Are these still Cultivators?

He Ji was also shocked, never expecting to encounter such experts after nearly a hundred thousand years away.

Fortunately, she wasn’t alone, or she would have been in trouble by now.

“Who are you two!” The middle-aged man, seeing Tang Feng and her, didn’t attack immediately.

The Cultivation hierarchy had changed; these two were dressed oddly, and he wasn’t overly arrogant.

“We’re just passing by, you go about your business,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

Tang Feng stepped back, and the other party thought he was scared, which changed his mindset.

He no longer considered them a threat and charged toward a man and a woman.

Fu Siyu and Xiao Jie thought they had found a lifesaver, but never expected it to turn out this way.

If he didn’t intervene, they really had only the choice to keep running.

“Why not help them?” He Ji asked, puzzled.

“Just watch.” Tang Feng pointed behind her, and as a group of experts flew towards them, He Ji instantly understood.

“That was close, I’m sorry, I misjudged you,” He Ji said with an apologetic face.

“Silly, how could I blame you?

Let’s go,” Tang Feng said as he pulled He Ji to the side.

“Stop right there.”

A group of people surrounded them, one of the youths, seeing He Ji, had his eyes light up, “Beautiful lady, what’s your name?”

“Get lost!” He Ji’s face turned cold.

“Haha, feisty, I like it.

Someone, take her back with us,” the youth waved, and several Cultivators reached out for He Ji, acting very presumptuously.

“Husband.” He Ji showed her vulnerable side as a woman; these Cultivators were stronger than her, and she really couldn’t resist.

She could only rely on Tang Feng now.

Tang Feng gently patted her, then hummed lightly.

The Cultivators were frozen in place, and with a flick of his finger, several of them were instantly killed.

The youth, terrified, wasn’t a fool despite being a profligate.

Seeing Tang Feng’s extraordinary demeanor, he immediately called for his guards.

The old protectors assigned to him should be capable.

At his command, two elders appeared out of thin air, blocking Tang Feng from the left and right.

They were Loose Immortals of the Profound Immortal level, perhaps?

“What level of Loose Immortals?” Tang Feng asked with interest as he looked at the two.

“Fellow, why not stop here,” the two elders also saw that Tang Feng was no ordinary man, his aura was not weaker than theirs, and his body was brimming with vitality.

“Stopping is not impossible, have that young man come here and kneel to apologize,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Elders, don’t bother talking to him, just kill him, and keep the woman,” the two Loose Immortals heard this and shook their heads ruefully.

Had they not been elders of the Sect, who would care for this spoiled brat?

“Some people, they always dig their own graves,” Tang Feng stated as he walked toward the youth.

Fellow, hold up.

The elder reached out to stop him, but with a glare from Tang Feng, he felt as though death itself had descended upon him, and he dared not move.

He watched helplessly as Tang Feng walked by, completely unable to do anything.

He was a Third-level Independent Immortal, after all.

Completely suppressed by the opponent, the elder was shocked and at the same time worried about the Young Sect Master; his mishap could spark great chaos.

“Elder, please hold off,” the other elder knew he was no match, but out of duty, he felt compelled to try to intercept Tang Feng.

“Move aside,” Tang Feng said calmly to the other.

“Please spare his life, elder, we are willing to compensate.”

“Get lost!” Tang Feng snapped angrily, his shout propelled the old man through the air.

The young man was petrified, thinking just how powerful Tang Feng was that he forgot even to walk.

“Kid, weren’t you acting tough just now?” Tang Feng slapped the young man’s cheek, and the latter fell to his knees in fright.

“Spare me, elder, help!” Dignity was no longer a concern as he broke down crying.

The realization that his cultivation had completely vanished sank in when he looked down to see his Dantian had been pierced; he would be crippled from this moment on, “No, this can’t be real.”

“Do you want to live or die?” asked Tang Feng.

“I want to live, elder, I didn’t recognize Mount Tai; please spare my life,” the young man was terrified.

“Had you known earlier, you wouldn’t have harbored greedy thoughts upon seeing beauty, stealing like a common thief.”

“Yes, elder, your lesson is well received, I will certainly apply it.”

“Such a spineless creature, life is useless if you can’t rely on yourself,” Tang Feng snatched his ring, laughing finally at the items inside.

Plenty of Spirit Fruits, a massive pile of Immortal Stones, and various other rare treasures confirmed that, indeed, money talks in every world.

Damn it!

Watching Tang Feng’s retreating figure, the young man felt helpless; not just he, but the two Loose Immortal elders also couldn’t escape Tang Feng’s grasp.

As for the others, they had already fled.

Meanwhile, the pair chasing after the man and woman seemed determined not to let them go.

The two fleeing were in dire straits, only about a dozen of their sect members were left.

Fu Siyu could no longer run, and Xiao Jie had also exhausted his Primordial Power; they were surviving solely on willpower, their innate quality was indeed commendable.

“Run?

Why aren’t you running now?” The middle-aged man was also quite exhausted, he was determined to eradicate them, risking his own life because it was either them or him.

Clearly, he did not wish to die, so the others had to, he regretted showing mercy for a moment, which almost cost him his life, making him even angrier.

The man reached them, “Miss Fu, Young Master Xiao, it seems you still haven’t realized your situation, would you like to know who betrayed you?” he said with a smirk.

“Elder, just save us, and I’ll give you the treasure map,” Tang Feng stretched out his hand, receiving the map.

Uh, there’s Qi, quite interesting, someone was plotting from behind; it seems the middle-aged man was after this map as well.

“Kid, hand over the items.” After all his hardships, seeing the treasure in someone else’s hands was naturally upsetting and painful.

His rage was thus ignited.

“If you want it, let’s see if you have the ability,” Tang Feng tucked away the map with a contemptuous smile.

This smile was almost deadly for him, “Go to hell,” the middle-aged man yelled as his long knife cut through the sky, instantly reaching Tang Feng.

Like lightning, dodging was already too late.

Bang!

The middle-aged man had great faith in his abilities, surely this strike must have finished his opponent, and the treasure map would be his.

As he approached, what greeted him was a fist.

“You didn’t die, no!” The man couldn’t dodge in time, took a punch to the head, and was sent flying, and that wasn’t all, suddenly countless Sword Qi surged in the air, and he screamed as he was utterly disintegrated by Ten Thousand Swords.

Impressive.

So powerful.

Fu Siyu and Xiao Jie were stunned; Tang Feng was incredibly powerful.