Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 1046: 1046: Ghost Face 18 Riders, Death!

Chapter 1046: Chapter 1046: Ghost Face 18 Riders, Death!

Zhong Yuanliang was knocked to the ground by the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask, his face full of unwillingness.

He screamed in his heart, “Why is it always me?”

Dugu Wushang saw this and quickly came to Zhong Yuanliang’s side, his eyes fixed on the nineteen people opposite them, yet he said, “Are you okay?”

“I won’t die, but…” Zhong Yuanliang said with a face full of reluctance.

At this moment, Qin Han, seeing Zhong Yuanliang’s expression, said calmly, “It’s not your fault this time. Among those present, only Wushang can withstand them.”

“If the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask could be defeated by you with just a casual move, then they wouldn’t be the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask.”

After hearing Qin Han’s words, Zhong Yuanliang felt a little better in his heart.

Finally, Qin Han slowly walked toward the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask, and when he arrived in front of everyone.

Qin Han slowly opened his mouth and asked, “Has the Hall Master of Eternal Life Hall arrived?”

“Do we need the great leader to deal with you?” the leader of the black-clad men said disdainfully.

Qin Han raised his head and glanced at the black-clad man, then said, “Has the Hall Master of Eternal Life Hall become so old and confused now? Doing things in such a disorderly manner.”

“Impertinent, the great leader can’t necessarily be openly criticized by you!” the leader of the black-clad men shouted.

Immediately, he charged toward Qin Han ahead of the others.

This time, however, the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask did not overestimate themselves. As the leader charged toward Qin Han, they followed closely behind.

Chi Zihuan, witnessing this, frowned and said to Wang Pingchuan, “Aren’t you going up to help?”

Upon hearing Chi Zihuan’s words, Wang Pingchuan grinned and said, “Help?”

“Ask them if they dare to?”

Zhong Yuanliang also approached the two and said, “Just a bunch of insignificant riffraff, if we go up, wouldn’t that be an insult to Mr. Qin?”

“We don’t want to get beaten up.” Zhong Yuanliang said, looking quite apprehensive.

Chi Zihuan saw Zhong Yuanliang’s expression and asked in confusion, “Why do you have that expression? Have you been beaten up by Qin Han?”

Wang Pingchuan heard Chi Zihuan’s words and laughed heartily, saying, “You’ve asked the right person, he’s the one who can speak on this most authoritatively.”

Upon hearing Wang Pingchuan’s words, Zhong Yuanliang said with a face full of grievance, “If you don’t speak, no one will mistake you for being mute.”

At this moment, Qin Han had already confronted the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask.

As soon as they met, the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask used their strongest attacks.

The curved blades in their hands carried a trace of electric glow, slicing toward Qin Han one after another.

But to everyone’s surprise, the curved blades of the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask couldn’t even touch Qin Han’s body.

Qin Han did not make a move, still with his hands behind him.

However, his figure swiftly and repeatedly dodged like lightning, the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask could not land a hit, and their speed of attack accelerated.

In just over ten minutes, everyone could no longer see the figures of both sides clearly.

Suddenly, a masked black-clad man shouted, “Always dodging, what skill is that?”

Then Qin Han and the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask immediately disengaged.

The Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask looked at Qin Han with cold expressions.

One of them pointed at Qin Han and said, “Dare to fight?”

“Gui Yi, I didn’t expect the task our master gave us would be to deal with such a coward,” the leader of the black-clad men said disdainfully.

“Deputy emissary, don’t be careless. Just now under the attack of nineteen of us, not even a side of him was touched; this person is no ordinary, his movement technique is strange so he must be highly skilled in martial arts.”

“You forgot when we came, the master repeatedly warned not to underestimate Qin Han, this person is, after all, a mid-level expert in the Heaven Realm at such a young age.”

“If he didn’t have some formidable skills, how could it be possible?”

The deputy emissary heard these words and snorted coldly, “I’ve never forgotten the master’s words, don’t need your reminder.”

Then he turned to Qin Han and said, “Escaping is useless, come out and accept your fate!”

Before Qin Han spoke, Zhong Yuanliang chuckled, “If Mr. Qin had made a move, you would all probably be lying down by now.”

At this time Qin Han said calmly, “Did you two see clearly just now?”

Zhong Yuanliang, upon hearing, asked with confusion, “See what clearly?”

Dugu Wushang, standing next to him, spoke up, “Saw clearly!”

Wang Pingchuan glanced up at Zhong Yuanliang and said, “Now you understand why Qin Han values Wushang so much.”

Zhong Yuanliang then reacted, exclaiming, “You mean to say Mr. Qin was just teaching us the movement technique?”

Wang Pingchuan looked at Zhong Yuanliang as if he were a fool, “Can’t you tell? Otherwise, with Qin Han’s power, would he play with them for so long?”

After hearing Wang Pingchuan’s words, both the deputy emissary and the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask changed their expressions.

The deputy emissary was particularly angry, “Such boastful talk, even with late Heaven Realm power, you wouldn’t dare claim that a battle with us Eighteen Riders is mere play.”

“You…”

Before the deputy emissary could finish his words, everyone felt a blur before their eyes, Qin Han’s figure disappeared from the original spot instantly.

When Qin Han’s figure appeared again, he was already in front of the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask.

Before they could react, Qin Han unleashed his palms at the group.

As Qin Han struck, the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask felt an overwhelming momentum coming.

At the same time, a tremendous pushing force emanated from Qin Han’s palms.

The nineteen men made hasty moves, raising their hands towards Qin Han.

“Boom!”

After their palms met, the whole Chinese Medicine Street erupted with a loud noise.

Looking toward the center of the field, they saw the deputy emissary and the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask sitting on the ground, spitting blood.

The deputy emissary raised his right hand, tremblingly pointing at Qin Han, “How is this possible?”

“Even the Sect Leader of Holy Medicine Sect at that time wouldn’t defeat us in one move.”

“How do you know about our weaknesses?”

Qin Han still stood with his hands behind him, looking at the nineteen people on the ground.

“To think all these years, your skills haven’t improved at all, a bunch of useless trash!”

Upon hearing Qin Han’s words, the deputy emissary said with a face full of shock, “Who exactly are you?”

“I swear we’ve never met before!”

“How could you know us so well?”

Dugu Wushang and the others, upon hearing Qin Han’s words, also looked at the scene in front of them with amazement, not understanding why Qin Han said so.

Qin Han did not answer the deputy emissary, slowly turning around, and at the moment he turned, nineteen Sword Qi shot out from Qin Han’s back.

They headed straight for the nineteen people on the ground.

In the next second.

Of the nineteen Sword Qi, eighteen directly slit the throats of the Eighteen Riders of the Ghostly Mask.

And the final Sword Qi pierced directly into the deputy emissary’s body.

“Ah!”