The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 721: Chapter 717: One Hand, One Sword (First Update!)

Ancient-style tea house architecture, with carved open spaces inside and corridors on all four sides, housing various compartments with wooden stairs spiraling upwards, ancient and aromatic.

However, at this moment, on the corridors of the eight-story building, dense figures stood, holding firearms.

On the first floor, facing the direction of the main door, was a deep corridor, with no end in sight.

But one could see several figures standing still there, their shadows elongated by the light at the end.

A man, kicked away by Lin Tian, exploded into flesh and blood, and many gunmen inside the tea house remained frozen in place, daring not make a move.

Lin Tian’s words, brimming with killing intent, fiercely struck at their hearts, causing each one of them to panic.

In the deadly silent tea house, only slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

“How ruthless!”

Watching Lin Tian kill as if slaughtering dogs or mowing grass, Yang Guoqun secretly gasped, swallowing his saliva as he watched Lin Tian’s back, feeling profound respect.

Initially, Yang Guoqun thought the young man in front of him was a conceited fool, but now he seemed like a death god, taking lives with a flick of his hand, without even blinking.

At the end of the first-floor corridor.

Those figures also took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Soon, five figures appeared not far in front of Lin Tian.

Three elders stood in the back, one a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and two at the Earth-level Peak, all Ancient Martial Cultivators with condensed breaths and impressive strength.

Following them was a dark-skinned man with a silver earring on one ear, and snake-like eyes above his flat nose, seeming ready to strike at any moment.

This man bore a striking resemblance to Parra Songkan but had an aura several times more terrifying!

“Vimong Song Kan!”

Lin Tian’s eyes sharpened as he roughly guessed the man’s identity, then his gaze shifted to the middle-aged man walking in front, tall and burly, with a scarred face and a fierce look, “This man must be Qiu Yaoping, the Gang Leader of Hengling Gang!”

Meanwhile.

Qiu Yaoping was also sizing up Lin Tian, his eyes filled with shock and trepidation.

Having failed to remain calm just now, he regretted letting a Martial Arts Grandmaster die for nothing, which left him secretly bitter and helpless.

The current youth’s strength, capable of exploding a Martial Arts Grandmaster with one punch, was unimaginable.

Beside him, Vimong Song Kan, too, looked serious and uncertainly fixed his gaze on Lin Tian.

“Sir, you seem unfamiliar. We should have never met before, and you are not an Ancient Martial Cultivator!”

Qiu Yaoping had completely calmed down now and said to Lin Tian in a grave voice, “We have no grudge, yet you attacked my Hengling Gang’s people, stormed here with the people of Nine-Headed Mountain, what is your intention? Are you trying to stand up for Nine-Headed Mountain?”

Hearing Qiu Yaoping’s tone, Yang Guoqun standing behind Lin Tian slightly exhaled in relief.

Facing the densely packed, threatening firearms aiming at them, his heart had been in his throat.

A barrage of bullets could fly through the building; Lin Tian might protect himself, but he had no way to dodge, and in a real melee, he might become the first to fall.

“You are Qiu Yaoping, the Gang Leader of Hengling Gang, right? Roll aside for now, I’ll talk to you later!”

Lin Tian coldly said to Qiu Yaoping, then turned to Vimong Song Kan, “You’re Vimong Song Kan, right?”

Seeing that Lin Tian had given him only a single sentence in a domineering tone, Qiu Yaoping’s expression inevitably faltered.

But, looking at the pitiful state of the Martial Arts Grandmaster on the ground who hadn’t yet died, he opened his mouth but decided not to speak again.

To kill a Martial Arts Grandmaster with one punch, the young man before him was too terrifying!

At such a close distance, if the other party were to strike, he would have no chance of survival!

“Who exactly are you? We haven’t met before, but you specifically came to find me this time, didn’t you?”

Vimong Song Kan kept his eyes fixed on Lin Tian, but he couldn’t gauge his depth, nor could he figure out when he might have wronged this young man. He glanced at the severely injured Parra Songkan on the ground and spoke coldly, “You’ve gravely wounded my brother and crippled one of his hands. Your recklessness in killing the innocent could provoke the discontent of the Thainan Cultivation World. When a war breaks out between the cultivators of the two countries, can you handle that responsibility?”

“A war between the cultivators of two countries? What does that have to do with me? I don’t care whether we fight to the death! Furthermore, do you think you possess the significance to warrant a war between both sides?”

Lin Tian sneered and shook his head, replying, “I don’t mind if you come after me, but you shouldn’t create chaos and almost kill my family by mistake. You, deserve to die!”

“Create chaos? You must be mistaken, sir. Our visit was genuinely for the purpose of exchanging and cooperating!”

Vimong Song Kan furrowed his brows and spoke in a dissatisfied, deep voice.

“Cooperating? I’ve already killed both Ban Cai Suanqiu and Song Pashila!”

Lin Tian shook his head slightly, his expression growing colder, and a killing intent filled the air.

Seeing this, Vimong Song Kan’s expression changed slightly, his look turned utterly grim, and a chilling aura began to slowly swirl around him.

“Hand over the items and I’ll give you a quick end!”

Lin Tian’s eyes were icy as he stared at Vimong Song Kan.

“You’re a Huaxia cultivator, possessing the strength to defeat Parra at such a young age—your talent could indeed be described as shocking and extraordinary! But, even with heavenly defiance, surely you haven’t reached the Golden Core Stage yet? Such arrogance, truly, is overconfidence! This might lead you to an early death, cutting off your talent…”

Vimong Song Kan’s eyes were filled with a cold lethal intent as he stared at Lin Tian and said, “You’re the first to dare say such a thing to me directly! I don’t know what you’re after, but you might as well fetch it from beneath the ground!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vimong Song Kan’s aura burst forth, forcing Qiu Yaoping and others to retreat rapidly.

Immediately after, one by one, chilling long-haired white skeletal figures burst out from him, the aura of death pervasive. His hands shifted, unleashing streams of dark green poisonous insect poison, and alongside, a bone-white Bone Technique manifested… The terrifying suppression swept through the tea house, startling everyone so much that they couldn’t stay on their feet and fell down, faces filled with terror.

Even the remaining Martial Arts Grandmaster by Qiu Yaoping staggered and had to sit down on the ground.

In that moment, Vimong Song Kan might be said to have displayed his full strength, his entire aura as grand and unstoppable as a rainbow!

Such power could be compared to the Peak of the Foundation Establishment!

Faced with Lin Tian, he felt an extremely dangerous aura immediately and, enraged, he opted to strike first with full force!

“Is this an Immortal’s technique?”

Someone couldn’t help but cry out in amazement.

The severely wounded Lu Haoxuan and Parra Songkan’s eyes had already widened.

“Big brother, kill him! I yay neey dee bin la stylad neeb…”

Parra Songkan, face filled with excitement, looked at Lin Tian as if looking at a dead man, and using his poor Huaxia mixed with the unpleasant Thainan language, roared, “Boy, you’re doomed! My big brother, a Seven Bone Realm powerhouse, in Thainan, is practically unbeatable!”

Yet.

Facing Vimong Song Kan’s attack, Lin Tian’s expression remained unchanged, and he ignored Parra Songkan’s gibberish, shaking his head at Vimong Song Kan, “The mere Thainan cursing techniques are unimpressive! With one hand, one sword, I can defeat you!”