Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 636 - 630: Want You Dead (3rd Update)

Below, Yu Qingrou and Jun Luoying, who were looking up at the battle, were both silent yet excited!

Even Yu Qingrou, this icy goddess, was excited.

How could they not be excited?

Above the sky, Su Chen was overpowering Qiu Cang!

It was a defiance of the natural order, Su Chen could not merely be described as a genius.

"In this world, there is nothing impossible," Su Chen said softly, as he swung the Heavy Divine Sword again.

"You..." Qiu Cang gasped in frustration.

The power of Su Chen was too immense, and the Heavy Divine Sword was too strong!

No matter how he attacked, it was shattered by a single sword strike!

How could he continue to fight?

But, flee? He couldn’t escape!

Su Chen’s speed was only fast, not slow.

"Now, the only hope is that this brat’s Secret Technique runs out of time," Qiu Cang thought to himself as he looked over at Su Chen, breathing heavily.

"Hah!" While Qiu Cang was pondering, Su Chen’s Heavy Divine Sword was already on its way.

Qiu Cang, while executing his movement technique to flee, struck out with his sword simultaneously for offense and defense.

"Thinking of running?" Su Chen huffed, seemingly having anticipated this move.

Immediately, his Divine Soul rotated, amazingly effective, locking down Qiu Cang’s form.

As the Heavy Sword fell, Su Chen’s other hand punched out, sealing the direction Qiu Cang could flee to.

Qiu Cang’s breathing was completely held, the sense of deadly danger and oppression came again.

Moreover, what caused his heart to race wildly was that on the path he wanted to flee, a fist suddenly appeared; Su Chen seemed to know his thoughts exactly, judging so accurately.

"Damn it!" Qiu Cang cursed angrily.

However, he did not let Su Chen’s punch alter his determination to flee.

In his view, the terror of Su Chen was reliant on that strange, ancient sword.

He would rather be smashed by Su Chen’s fist than by the Heavy Divine Sword.

Thus, he swung his longsword hard, heading face-on towards Su Chen’s Heavy Divine Sword, while his body continued to move recklessly.

A thousandth of a breath later.

Cling!

The two swords crossed, bursting out a blinding light that was hard to look at directly.

It was as if a fierce sun had set, causing Yu Qingrou, Jun Luoying, Zhu Qing, and the others to feel as if their eyes went blind, momentarily plunged into darkness.

Accompanying that blinding light, the Sub-Dao Artifact Sword in Qiu Cang’s hand... actually broke in half, splitting completely!!!

Although both of Qiu Cang’s weapons were Sub-Dao Artifacts, the longsword was ultimately thinner compared to the Heavy Hammer.

So, clashing with Su Chen’s Heavy Divine Sword, the Dao Instrument Hammer only spread with cracks, yet didn’t shatter entirely, but the Sub-Dao Artifact Sword broke directly.

"No!" At that second, Qiu Cang screamed ferociously.

He wasn’t screaming because of the breakage of the Sub-Dao Artifact Sword, but because he roared at his own foolishness.

He thought Su Chen’s fist wouldn’t have much power, and he believed Su Chen’s terror lay in that Heavy Divine Sword.

Thus, in his attempt to flee, he took a punch from Su Chen head-on.

But in that instant, as Su Chen’s fist was only an inch from his back, his heartbeat completely stopped!

What did he feel?

He felt a rich, extreme scent of death!

He suddenly understood, Su Chen’s terror was not only dependent on that ancient Heavy Sword, Su Chen’s strength was also incredibly fierce!!!

Regrettably, understanding this too late.

Thump!

Su Chen’s punch smashed onto Qiu Cang’s back, delivering a terrifying force of four to five hundred thousand Dragon’s Force!

With that punch, Qiu Cang’s back caved in, and bone fragments mixed with blood surged up from Qiu Cang’s throat.

Qiu Cang’s entire body flew downwards like a bullet that had been shot out.

His internal organs were nearly all shattered.

His vitality was wildly draining away.

Everything in front of him rapidly turned dark.

A blink later.

Boom!!!

Qiu Cang suddenly fell to the ground, a huge crater appearing with a diameter of thirty-five to fifty meters and more than ten meters deep.

The visual effect was extremely brutal.

"Hm?" But, Su Chen frowned, "He’s not dead."

Yes!

He could feel that although Qiu Cang was grievously injured to the point that his breathing was almost halted, he indeed hadn’t died, just barely.

Su Chen felt a heavy weight on his heart; the terror of the Creation Realm completely exceeded his imagination!

Such a punch, a solid punch, had not killed Qiu Cang.

That was the Power of Ten Thousand Dragons!

"Kid, the most notable feature of the Creation Realm is its overwhelming vitality and continual creation of Qi, which makes it truly difficult to kill someone in the Creation Realm," Jiuyou spoke up, "Quick! Keep the pressure on and don’t give him a chance to catch his breath."

Su Chen’s eyes lit up.

He directly lunged downward, wielding the Heavy Divine Sword in both hands.

His face was a mask of cold murderous intent.

He locked onto Qiu Cang, descending murderously.

He landed in that massive crater.

No further words.

The Heavy Divine Sword struck again.

Chopping down towards Qiu Cang.

"Even if you are from the Creation Realm, I still want you dead!!!" Su Chen’s murderous intent was nearly palpable.

He had to kill Qiu Cang, otherwise, it wouldn’t be long before Qiu Cang would recover.

If he did, once the power borrowed from Jiuyou faded, he wouldn’t stand a chance against Qiu Cang’s single move.

Thus, within the limited time, it was either his death or mine, Su Chen had no other choice.

Time was of the essence.

However.

Just as the Heavy Divine Sword was about to strike Qiu Cang, abruptly, a bizarre, purple-golden Great Bell appeared, enveloping Qiu Cang in it.

Clang...

The Heavy Divine Sword struck the Great Bell.

The collision was too loud.

It echoed across the entire Qiuqing Continent.

It was as if a Demon Mountain had fallen from the heavens, or as if Divine Thunder punished the earth from above.

The sound wave ruptured Su Chen’s eardrums and caused all his orifices to bleed.

Yu Qingrou and Jun Luoying, too, bled from all orifices.

Zhu Qing and the other two fared even worse, nearly fainting, clutching their heads in utter disarray with blood everywhere, utterly horrified and out of their minds.

The person they had looked down upon was... was so incredibly powerful.

This supreme contrast and peerless turnaround shattered their spirits.

Su Chen’s figure was like a sharp sword forever embedded in the depths of their hearts.

Inside the giant crater.

"What a mighty Defense Bell!" Su Chen’s face twisted savagely as he bleed from all orifices, looking truly frightening; suddenly, he laughed, "Unfortunately, you are facing me, Su Chen!!!"

I want you dead.

And you must die.

No Supreme Defense Treasure can save you.

Clang!

Su Chen struck with his sword again.

Continuing to strike the Great Bell.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

A full ten times.

Until Su Chen’s blood flowed freely from every orifice, until his whole body was soaked in blood, until Zhu Qing and the others were nearly dead from the sonic waves, until Jun Luoying and Yu Qingrou uncontrollably covered their ears.