The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

332: Chapter 328: Cold Blade Buries the Arrogant (Part 2) (Third Update!) 332: Chapter 328: Cold Blade Buries the Arrogant (Part 2) (Third Update!) Bang~~

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ye Yuanshu waved his hand, and a blast of Flame Magic shot out, directly making a huge hole in the ground.

Then, after a moment of silent incantation lasting a full ten seconds or more, a streak of Liuuu Guang shot up into the sky, followed by a glimpse of a black and battered broken sword that pierced through the nearby wall.

Hiss~

Good heavens, is this the power of an Immortal?

Everyone present changed their expressions drastically, and they all took in a sharp breath of cold air.

Yaya, Zhuzhu, and the others all screamed in fright; in addition to their terror, their faces showed a hint of envy and yearning.

Not far away, Jing Ke, who ardently wished to join an Immortal Sect to cultivate the Taoist Technique, had eyes filled with intense desire and greed, his face full of excitement, his hands clenched tightly, his body shaking with exhilaration.

Seeing how powerful Ye Yuanshu was, Xi Zirong seemed to resign herself to fate, closed her eyes, and no longer wished to look at Lin Tian.

“Young Master Ye’s Immortal Law is boundless, we bow down in admiration!”

In the auction house, as people came to their senses, Leizhou Mountain Sect Master Lei Hongrui and Xuanyang Sect Sect Master Wen Zheseng were the first to step forward respectfully, their bodies trembling as they bowed down and spoke in unison.

And the others, too, followed suit, filled with trepidation, they respectfully bent forward and spoke.

Seeing everyone’s reaction, a look of smugness appeared on Ye Yuanshu’s face as he said, “Just a small trick, nothing worth mentioning!”

“Ha ha, who would have thought that Young Master Ye has actually obtained a Flying Sword, and even refined it, really a cause for celebration!”

Standing by the side, Long Zhentian clasped his fists together, smiled, and spoke, “The talent of Young Master Ye’s brother, Ye Qianli, is said to be amazing, having already entered Tongtian Academy!

But now, it seems you’re not at all inferior to him!”

“Elder Long is too modest, I’m still too green compared to you!

As for my brother, he does indeed possess astonishing talent, and I fully acknowledge that!”

He said this, but the pride on Ye Yuanshu’s face did not diminish in the slightest.

He then turned back to look at Lin Tian and seeing the latter staring blankly, he couldn’t help but sneer, “You insect, do you see now?

Do you realize what kind of existence I am?

Have you been scared silly?”

However.

What he didn’t know was that Lin Tian was stunned simply because he possessed a broken sword capable of being wielded!

“Lin Tian, now you know to regret, right?

Idiot!

It’s too late for regrets now!”

Yaya spoke out angrily, her face showing helplessness.

“Damn vermin, don’t you kneel down this instant and apologize to Young Master Ye!”

From the entourage of Leizhou Mountain, Jing Cheng stepped forward, pointing at Lin Tian and shouted angrily.

“Jing Cheng, shut your mouth!”

Hou Qiwen suddenly burst out and yelled at Jing Cheng.

“Hou Qiwen, what madness is this!”

Lei Hongrui, seeing Hou Qiwen actually siding with an outsider, looked dissatisfied and angrily scolded, “Even if Young Master Ye spares him, tonight I’m going to throw this trash into the sea to feed the fish!”

“Sect Master, please be cautious with your words…”

Hou Qiwen’s face went pale in fright and haste, and he quickly tried to advise.

Slap~~

But at that moment, Lin Tian’s eyes grew cold, and with a single slap, he sent Jing Cheng, who had walked up and pointed at him, flying out like flinging a fly.

This sudden turn of events left everyone in shock!

“Heh, a minor spell, a broken low-level magical tool, and you’re still showing off like a fool!”

Having swept Jing Cheng away like a fly, Lin Tian looked up at Ye Yuanshu, shook his head, and spoke with a cold laugh.

To him, the opponent’s Flying Sword was no faster than a snail’s pace, and it took at least ten seconds to activate—enough time for him to have killed his opponent a hundred times over.

“What a load of rubbish Sword Saint Mountain, daring to strut around with such garbage methods!

Watch carefully!”

Suddenly, Lin Tian bellowed, his voice thundering, and with a flick of his hand, the Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword shot out like lightning, slashing directly at Ye Yuanshu’s broken sword.

Crack~

A crisp snapping sound echoed through the space, leaving the crowd gaping in astonishment as they followed the source of the noise.

Swoosh~~

The Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword made a circle in the air above the auction venue and, like lightning, returned to hover over Lin Tian’s head, spinning rapidly while emanating True Qi like a rainbow, piercingly cold.

Moreover, under everyone’s watchful eyes, Lin Tian flipped his hand over, and the glaze-colored Samadhi True Fire surged up, flickering in his palm.

“This…

this…”

Everyone, including Long Zhentian, was dumbstruck in a moment.

Those from Leizhou Mountain, such as Lei Hongrui, had their eyes bulging out, nearly dropping to the ground, their faces filled with disbelief.

Yaya and Zhuzhu, both women, clasped their hands over their wide-open mouths, staring dumbly at Lin Tian.

“He…

she…”

Yaya pointed at Lin Tian, her whole body trembling; she struggled to articulate her words as if she had witnessed a scene beyond her imagination.

Xi Zirong had already opened her eyes wide, her beautiful pupils blinking and staring stiffly at Lin Tian, looking adorably dazed.

Ye Yuanshu was the most overwhelmed; he stared dumbly at his broken sword, now split in two and dropped on the ground, then raised his head to look at Lin Tian, as if his mind was still trying to catch up.

“Ah…

you…

you…”

After a while, Ye Yuanshu suddenly screamed in terror, his mouth wide open, a look of uncontrollable, boundless fear flashing across his face.

“Just now, it was with your right hand that you touched Sister Rong’s chin, wasn’t it?” Lin Tian’s gaze was icy as he stared directly at Ye Yuanshu and said.

“Ah…

forgive…

forgiveness, senior!”

Ye Yuanshu’s haughty heart collapsed instantaneously; the sense of imminent death made him so frightened that he felt his courage breaking.

He realized that the youth before him had the power to crush him completely.

If the other party wanted him dead, it would be as easy as crushing an ant!

He did not wish to die!

Thus, he knelt directly and begged for mercy!

“Mercy?

Your hand is too dirty, an eyesore!

Off with it!”

With a clear shout, the Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword flashed like lightning, severing Ye Yuanshu’s entire right hand.

As the severed hand hit the ground and the blood flowed, Lin Tian remained indifferent, stepping forward.

“Also, your mouth which spouts nothing but filth and arrogance!”

Ssslash~~

The Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword, following Lin Tian’s chilly command, pierced straight through Ye Yuanshu’s mouth.

“Ah~~”

Ye Yuanshu screamed in agony, rolling in pain on the ground.

“A bestial man like you, walking on two legs?

Maybe they should be cut off too…”

Lin Tian’s voice was indifferent as he swung his sword, severing both of Ye Yuanshu’s legs from his body.

Witnessing this scene, many in the venue wore expressions of horror, inadvertently moving far back, their gazes towards Lin Tian filled with inherent awe.

“Does it hurt?”

Lin Tian looked impassively at the anguished Ye Yuanshu and said coldly, “Sister Rong is your woman?

Your tool?

No one can stop what you want?

I’ve seen many arrogant people, but sadly, most become mere spirits under my sword!

Your brother almost met his end at my hands, fortunate to have escaped with his life, lucky for him!

But, you…

you’re not quite so lucky!”

“Mercy…

mercy!”

Ye Yuanshu lifted his head and managed to utter two words, with difficulty.

“Mercy?

Fine!

I’ll spare you a few minutes of life!”

Lin Tian sneered coldly, then silently recited a few phrases.

His face suddenly turned pale, but thereafter he shot out a beam of white light with two fingers, which entered Ye Yuanshu’s forehead.

Lin Tian spoke indifferently, “A single sword strike would be letting you off too easily.

Enjoy the torment of the Soul Suppressing Technique!”

As Lin Tian finished speaking, the white light entered his body, and Ye Yuanshu’s body shook violently.

His face twisted grotesquely as his maimed body writhed in agony on the ground, presenting a picture of helplessness between life and death.