Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

The disciples of Wind Thunder Pavilion all have remarkable Cultivation Levels. Any one of them, placed in the Heavenly Nether Domain, would be akin to the elite disciples among the Three Great Forces.

But unfortunately, they encountered Xu Wendong.

Song Qing was quite annoyed now, having thought Xu Wendong was foolish enough to give him the antidote. He only realized now that he was the fool, and in his fury and shame, decided to kill Xu Wendong directly.

Given two hours, the four Tongyou Realm Eighth Layer experts could definitely take down Xu Wendong without issue.

”Quick, eliminate him and we can get the antidote!”

Song Qing commanded the group and then charged in himself.

Faced with the scene, Zhao Ying’er was about to intervene, but Xu Wendong held her back.

”This small situation doesn’t require your action.” Xu Wendong laughed heartily, wielding a blade in his right hand and an axe in his left, striking a pose like the War God.

His face was full of mockery, looking at the four as if they were already corpses.

”Arrogant!”

The disciples of Wind Thunder Pavilion shouted furiously, brandishing their Treasures at Xu Wendong.

Instantly, a Slaughter Array formed, with three attacking simultaneously from above, middle, and below, their speed astonishing.

But Xu Wendong casually blocked them.

”Clang!”

A loud noise erupted as their attacks were blocked by his blade and axe.

”What is this?”

The woman among the three was stunned. Her attack between Xu Wendong’s legs was blocked by his axe, and she sensed something strange, suspecting he had some treasure hidden in his pants, with a surge of Yang Energy making her blush.

”This is not a treasure you can touch!”

Xu Wendong sneered, pushing the three away.

Meanwhile, Song Qing was ready, leaping up and fiercely slashing towards Xu Wendong’s head with his sword.

This strike could deter even an individual at the Ninth Level of the Tongyou Realm.

Yet Xu Wendong showed no fear, lifting his blade overhead.

”Let me test your skills.”

With that, Xu Wendong struck with his blade.

With a bang.

Song Qing’s sword broke apart.

”This is impossible!”

Such a scene left the people of Wind Thunder Pavilion stunned.

The blade in Xu Wendong’s hand was able to break Song Qing’s sword?

”That... seems to be a Fifth-grade Treasure!”

Song Qing swallowed nervously, his eyes filled with covetousness, not expecting Xu Wendong to hold such a prized item.

”Damn it, how could a mere waste from the Heavenly Nether Domain possess such a treasure?” Others cursed, but they were answered by Xu Wendong’s chilling blade light.

In just a blink, life and death were decided.

One of them was struck by the blade light, a bloodstain instantly appearing on his neck, blood gushing like a spring.

He clutched his neck in shock, eyes filled with disbelief.

As the hot blood hit the ground, he fell heavily.

Xu Wendong’s eyes showed a hint of disdain, sensing that these might not be the core disciples of Wind Thunder Pavilion, as though they held the Tongyou Realm Eighth Layer Realm, their strength didn’t match up.

In contrast, the Heavenly Nether Domain’s geniuses, though weaker in Cultivation Level, had extremely solid foundations.

Once Realm matched, these people could only be crushed by Heavenly Nether Domain disciples.

”His blade is strange!”

”Everyone be careful!”

Song Qing screamed, having long wanted to break off the facade. Today was for the antidote, but he ended up being toyed with by Xu Wendong. Now, unless Xu Wendong was dead, he wouldn’t survive either.

”Never mind, all at once, his blade cannot attack us all at the same time.”

The remaining two Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples shouted excitedly, charging in the blink of an eye.

”Lin Mo, be careful.” Zhao Ying’er shouted from behind, worried.

After all, Xu Wendong faced powerhouses at the Tongyou Realm Eighth Layer.

”Hmph, do you dare speak out?” Song Qing snorted, rushing towards Zhao Ying’er.

Unable to deal with Xu Wendong, he’d target Xu Wendong’s woman first!

Song Qing quickly reached Zhao Ying’er; with her strength, she couldn’t possibly contend with him.

But the next second, Zhao Ying’er pulled out the Gold Chaos.

This was a Fourth Grade Nether Talisman.

”Explode!”

Zhao Ying’er swiftly threw the Gold Chaos, sticking it right on Song Qing’s face.

”Huh? What is this? A Nether Talisman?”

”Do you think you can fight me with a Nether Talisman? Just you?”

Song Qing was utterly unconcerned, holding the Nether Talisman with disdain in his eyes.

”Boom!”

A loud explosion; before Song Qing could react, the Nether Talisman exploded.

The terrifying force would deter even any from the Ghost Control Realm, let alone Song Qing.

With the explosion ended, Zhao Ying’er was also affected.

Thankfully, Xu Wendong quickly noticed, rushing to shield Zhao Ying’er and taking her from the explosion’s range, while Song Qing wasn’t so lucky.

His entire body was turned to ashes from the blast.

A huge pit was left on the ground, and the other two Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples were caught in the blast, knocked down, spitting blood. It wasn’t even a direct hit or they’d also be annihilated.

”Hmph, want to kill this lady, without considering your worth!”

Zhao Ying’er said proudly, holding the Gold Chaos given by Xu Wendong, her biggest life-saving trick.

With the explosion ended, Song Qing no longer needed the antidote.

His Physical Body was gone, completely reduced to ashes; only a Storage Bag remained floating there, catching the attention of the remaining two Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples, their pupils constricting, bodies tense.

”Run... quickly!”

The two exchanged glances, recognizing each other’s thoughts.

Xu Wendong was too strong, beyond being just a War God, and even Zhao Ying’er had Nether Talismans, making them unable to budge her either.

The only way was to flee quickly; they had not consumed Xu Wendong’s poison, so they naturally had no fear.

”Trying to escape?”

Xu Wendong sneered, seeing the two turn to flee, immediately understanding their intent.

Having already killed three from Wind Thunder Pavilion, why not finish off the other two to prevent them from reporting?

With a flash of his blade, it swiftly struck the two Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples.

The previously arrogant Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples were instantly all dead.

Zhao Ying’er gasped, covering her mouth in shock.

Unexpectedly, they were so strong.

Those were disciples of the Seven Great Forces of the Da Yin Dynasty, and they were all killed just like that.

”Settled, let’s see what’s in their Storage Bags.”

Xu Wendong laughed heartily, reaching out to seize the fallen Storage Bags, eager to check the spoils...