Immortal Doctor Expert in Urban

Chapter 926: 927: Life-or-Death Crisis

Capítulo 926: Chapter 927: Life-or-Death Crisis

Bang.

In the courtyard ravaged by the storm, a thunderous palm strike echoed.

The figure of the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint was instantly sent flying. He staggered backward, retreating over ten steps before he steadied himself. His face was somewhat pale, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Yet Wu Weiweng stood still at the villa’s front door, as stalwart as a pine tree, old yet full of vigor, exuding an innate dignity.

No need to say, the attack from the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint had not harmed him.

Wu Weiweng successfully prevented the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint from entering the villa.

“Wu Weiweng, it seems your martial arts have improved over the decades!” the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, his gaze cold as he looked at Wu Weiweng.

Wu Weiweng’s face showed a faint smile; “With villains like you around, how could I be complacent? Naturally, I must diligently cultivate.”

The Celestial Wolf Martial Saint gave a chilly smile: “Wu Weiweng, don’t be too smug. On this trip to the capital, I anticipated that your National Martial Saints would interfere, so I’ve invited the Yun Meng’s Ala Martial Saint and his brothers.”

Then, the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint looked at Ala Martial Saint and said, “Ala Martial Saint, I fear the next step will require your action.”

“Celestial Wolf, take a rest first. I can handle this person,” Ala Martial Saint said, with disdain in his eyes as they glanced at Wu Weiweng.

The Celestial Wolf Martial Saint nodded: “I’ll leave it to you, Ala Martial Saint.”

With that, the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint stepped back several meters, sitting cross-legged to recuperate. Although he had battled once with Wu Weiweng, he had sustained some injuries.

Rumble.

At that moment, from Ala Martial Saint burst forth the aura of a Martial Saint, forming a storm.

Seen was his large silver earrings whistling in the wind, his Yun Meng robes flapping, and on his wrist, a golden bracelet exuded a peculiar energy aura, radiant with golden light.

In the storm, Ala Martial Saint lifted his foot and strode briskly towards Wu Weiweng at the villa door.

Though he was walking, not soaring forward, his walking speed was as swift as flying. With each step, the ground shook as though an elephant walked.

With the tremor of the ground, within the villa living room, Deng Yuan and Deng Ziyu’s faces turned pale at this power that each of Yun Meng Martial Saint’s steps brought; it was astonishing!

Similarly, Wu Weiweng standing at the villa door frowned involuntarily, a gleam in his eyes. He had long heard of the three great Martial Saints of Yun Meng Kingdom, who dominated the plains, with a reputation spread far and wide.

Seeing today, their fame was indeed not misplaced.

Wu Weiweng dared not be negligent, raising his hands to mobilize the aura of a Martial Saint across his entire being. In an instant, the aura transformed into a majestic presence, flowing throughout his being, safeguarding his body’s vital points.

At this moment, the aura enormous, the speed terrifying, Ala Martial Saint’s fists had already come striking.

Wu Weiweng also summoned all his power, concentrating it on his fists to attack out.

With a crash, the four fists collided, the air shaking violently as if the sky would crumble and the earth rend.

An immense force erupted, Ala Martial Saint stepping back a pace, but Wu Weiweng’s face flushed red, and his entire being flew back like a broken kite, crashing into the villa living room.

With a puff, Wu Weiweng spat out a mouthful of blood, severely hurt.

Deng Yuan immediately rushed forward, helping Wu Weiweng up from the ground, asking anxiously: “National Martial Saint, how are you?”

Wu Weiweng’s face was ashen, weakly shaking his head at Deng Yuan, saying: “I won’t die, just a pity for not defeating the people of Yun Meng.”

Outside, the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint, seeing Ala Martial Saint defeat Wu Weiweng, was overjoyed, not feeling the pain from his own injuries, he stood up, laughing: “Hahaha, Wu Weiweng, didn’t you brag about your National Martial Saints being mighty? In the end, you still fell to Ala Martial Saint.”

In the villa living room, Wu Weiweng showed no fear, replying coldly: “Even if the Yun Meng Martial Saint you brought defeated me, so what? Other Martial Saints in the capital can still defeat you.”

“Heh heh, then you just wait for your National Martial Saints to join you in hell!” The Celestial Wolf Martial Saint sneered.

Following that, the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint looked at Ala Martial Saint, smiling: “Ala Martial Saint, you truly are a hegemon of Yun Meng, these Huaxia National Martial Saints under your hand are simply powerless.”

Ala Martial Saint stared indifferently at the villa living room’s Wu Weiweng, and the four Deng family members, saying: “That Lin Fei should be arriving soon. Let’s execute the plan, you take the Deng family away, I’ll deal with him.”

The Celestial Wolf Martial Saint nodded: “Proceed according to the plan.”

With those words, the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint took a tubular object from his chest, lighting the fuse with a lighter.

Extending his hand, with a whoosh, a flare shot up from the tube, rising skyward, and with a bang, a firework burst open, strikingly bright against the night sky.

Indeed, this was a signal flare.

Simultaneously, Ala Martial Saint’s silhouette, swift as a ghost, raced into the villa living room.

The severely injured Wu Weiweng, and the four Deng family members had no time to react. Ala Martial Saint, in a flicker, rapidly sealed their acupuncture points as fast as lightning.

Swish swish swish.

The signal flare barely ascended when masked figures in black clothing leaped into the Deng family villa’s courtyard.

These masked men carried what looked like barrels of fuel, pouring them on the villa walls, corridors, and living room.

Then, under the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint’s command, these figures in black seized the four Deng family members, leaving the villa with them. Wu Weiweng was left alone in the living room as they, with the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint, vanished into the night.

Minutes later, Lin Fei landed in the Deng family villa’s courtyard, seeing before him the villa engulfed in roaring flames.

Lin Fei could hardly believe his eyes — was the Deng family home set ablaze?

Were the Deng family members inside the burning building?

Who started the fire?

Lin Fei instantly thought that this must be the doing of the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint.

Fueled with anxiety, worried about the Deng family in the inferno, Lin Fei dashed for the villa’s door.

Just then, whoosh, a figure flew down, blocking Lin Fei’s path.

Lin Fei saw an old man adorned in elaborate, colorful attire, face impassive, gaze deep, wearing large silver earrings, with a gleaming gold bracelet on his wrist.

A powerful aura came rushing at him.

Lin Fei couldn’t help but furrow his brow, immediately deducing that this colorfully dressed elder must be the Yun Meng Martial Saint allied with the Celestial Wolf Martial Saint.

“Where are the Deng family members?” Lin Fei’s gaze was sharp, fixed on Ala Martial Saint, his voice cold as he questioned.

“And you are Lin Fei?” However, Ala Martial Saint didn’t answer Lin Fei, instead, he asked in a deep voice.

Lin Fei raised his voice: “Tell me, where are the Deng family members?”

Ala Martial Saint’s indifferent face held a trace of a smile: “So you are Lin Fei, I’ve been waiting for you. The Deng family members you’re seeking, can’t you see them already?”

“They are behind me in this burning villa. If you want to save them, you’ll have to defeat me first!”