Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 631 - 631 631 Killing Path - Rebirth Sword!

631: Chapter 631 Killing Path – Rebirth Sword!

631: Chapter 631 Killing Path – Rebirth Sword!

The shockwave’s deafening uproar made the entire path tremble, kicking up clouds of dust!

Once the dust had settled, Feng Lingdu looked on in surprise at the scene before him, “You took my Nine Dragons Technique, and you’re completely unscathed?”

“Now try my Nine Dragons Technique!” Qin Han suddenly exclaimed, shocking everyone!

Hearing this, Feng Lingdu’s face was a picture of shock, “How do you know the Nine Dragons Technique?”

But Qin Han did not answer him.

Instead, his hands began to move, his starting form exactly the same as Feng Lingdu’s just now, the only difference being that Qin Han’s nine dragons were red, and in solid form, they were stronger than Feng Lingdu’s.

“Boom!”

After the second shockwave, a trickle of fresh blood spilled from the corner of Feng Lingdu’s mouth, his eyes full of terror as he looked at Qin Han.

“Impossible, how could you possess such a strong slaughtering aura?

This is a time of peace; there’s simply no place to cultivate such an aura!”

Qin Han pressed his advantage unremittingly, his myriad of palm shadows enveloping Feng Lingdu, who, after his initial shock, regained his composure and leaped up to meet Qin Han in the air.

The two exchanged countless moves in the air before Qin Han landed a palm on Feng Lingdu’s chest, and Feng Lingdu a palm on Qin Han’s abdomen.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; their encounter was brief and their separation even quicker.

But upon landing, both men were somewhat disheveled, with a trace of fresh blood at the corners of their mouths.

“Good!

Good!

Today I finally met a worthy opponent, exhilarating!” Feng Lingdu’s face erupted in an excited smile.

“Worthy opponent?

You seem to be feeling a little too good about yourself!” Qin Han said with a smile.

Stunned by the comment, Feng Lingdu then said helplessly, “Do you always talk so arrogantly?”

“One must have the capital to be arrogant!” Qin Han said with a hint of a smile on his lips.

“I don’t feel it.

I just think your words are a bit annoying,” Feng Lingdu said with a curl of his lip.

The two chatted like old friends who had known each other for years.

This encounter, rather than being about seeking revenge, seemed more like long-lost friends sparring after many years apart!

“If only you had a weapon handy,” Feng Lingdu said with a twist of his mouth.

“Actually, my strongest is the Sword Dao!”

Qin Han also smiled and said, “What a coincidence, my strongest is also the Sword Dao!”

“You…

really, but what’s the use of saying all this?

Next time I’ll bring you a suitable weapon!” said Feng Lingdu as he bent down to pick up his Soft Sword and fasten it to his waist, preparing to leave.

“Who says I don’t have a suitable weapon?” Qin Han replied with a faint smile, walked over to his car, opened the trunk, and took out the Zhanlu Sword!

Seeing the Zhanlu Sword in Qin Han’s hands, Feng Lingdu’s initial delight turned to shock as he stuttered, fingers pointing at the Zhanlu Sword, “How is that sword with you?

Shouldn’t it be in…”

“Could it be that you infiltrated the Divine Dragon Society…”

Feng Lingdu’s face turned pale immediately.

They, as martial artists, although they could rampage through the martial world, cherishing both friends and feuds, all adhered to a certain bottom line, which was not to provoke the imperial court.

Because they knew, from ancient times the heroes who used martial arts to break the law were nothing but sparrows at the court.

And now, in Qin Han’s hands was the Zhanlu Sword, the personal sword of that person!

In Feng Lingdu’s eyes, a new respect for Qin Han emerged.

Daring to target the head of the Divine Dragon Society was no small feat, no wonder he was able to consecutively slay fourteen great generals of the Gate of Life and Death!

Seeing Feng Lingdu react this way, Qin Han was taken aback but did not go into much explanation.

“Shall we continue?” Qin Han asked with a smile.

Feng Lingdu raised his Soft Sword and softly said, “The sword’s name is Dishui Cold Light, the work of a famous master.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two entangled again, the clashing of metal sounding nonstop, while the contact between the two treasure swords in the darkness sparked bursts of light.

Although both were masters of the Sword Dao, their styles were markedly different.

Feng Lingdu wielded a Soft Sword, favoring tricky and unpredictable methods, while Qin Han’s Swordsmanship was bold and wide-ranging, manifesting a style of ‘the heavy sword without edge, a great skill without delicacy’, and yet, the Zhanlu Sword was a rather light treasure sword.

So the swordsmanship of both was quite elegant.

After just a quarter of an hour, red appeared on both of their bodies.

Qin Han’s brow furrowed slightly as he seized an opportunity to leap out of the fray.

Feng Lingdu panted heavily, the brief quarter of an hour feeling as long as a century.

Never before had he felt so exhausted by battle.

Throughout the entire exchange, he dared not relax in the slightest, as Qin Han’s method of combat was definitely not one of simple offense and defense; rather, he adopted a stance of sheer desperation.

His defense was his offense!

Feng Lingdu couldn’t afford even a moment’s relaxation, for in a clash between experts, every second counts!

Even the slightest distraction could give one’s opponent the opening to claim one’s life!

Qin Han stood silently opposite Feng Lingdu, his eyes coldly watching him.

Feng Lingdu looked up and saw no trace of life in Qin Han’s eyes; he looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man.

“Killing Path—Rebirth Sword!”

Qin Han uttered these five words, his sword point directly targeting Feng Lingdu!

At that moment, Feng Lingdu felt that Qin Han was a sword personified, his Sword Qi daunting.

He was certain that he couldn’t withstand Qin Han’s next sword move; his only option was to meet it with his strongest attack!

“Flowers in the Mist!” Under the pressure of Qin Han’s sword intent, Feng Lingdu’s Soft Sword became specks of cold light, like flowers seen through a fog in the darkness of night.

The stars in the sky dimmed and all the brilliance of heaven and earth seemed to converge on the two swords.

The two immortal swords thrust forward.

The thrust was not swift, and there was still some distance between Qin Han and Feng Lingdu.

Their sword tips did not touch but began to move incessantly; their bodies moved slowly, but the changes of the sword tips were rapid because the movements of their swords were already heart-driven.

If others had been present, they would have found this battle neither fierce nor spectacular.

But had there been experts there, they would surely have broken out in a cold sweat.

Both had reached a realm in swordsmanship where the heart willed and the sword followed—a supremely exalted level in the martial arts!

Now, within inches of each other, they both had thrust with all their might; it was the final strike, the one to determine victory or defeat!

Blinding light shimmered beneath the night sky, illuminating the entire lane.

As the light faded, two figures stood on the ground.

Leaning on the Zhanlu Sword for support, Qin Han remained standing…

Feng Lingdu leaned against a tree…

The one thing they had in common was their pale faces and the trickle of fresh blood from their mouths.

“I had an advantage!” Feng Lingdu declared with a smile.

Qin Han then leaned against the carriage and said indifferently, “As I said, arrogance requires capital.”

“Had it not been for the golden silk armor I’m wearing, I probably would have died by your sword!” Feng Lingdu coughed up some blood as he said, “I’m all ears!”

Qin Han, however, didn’t speak.

He simply reached into his pocket, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out two pills, placed one in his mouth, and the other…

With a flick of his finger, the pill shot through the air, landing in Feng Lingdu’s hand.

Feng Lingdu didn’t even glance at it before popping it into his mouth.

Within a quarter of an hour, the color returned to their faces, no longer pale and weak as before.

“It’s hard to imagine you didn’t kill me!” Feng Lingdu said, laughing.

Qin Han replied coolly, “It’s rare in life to find a worthy opponent; it would be a pity if you died!”

“Sounds like you’re treating me as your plaything!” Feng Lingdu said with a smile.