Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 293 Flesh Scattered Everywhere

Amid the conversation between Hu Yong and Zhu Shuanghai.

Xu Nansheng, Xu Huifang, and Shen Feng also stepped out of the car.

Looking at these two traitors, Xu Nansheng felt a swell of anger he couldn't keep down. In the past, they had saved the lives of Hu Yong and Zhu Shuanghai, even imparting them with cultivation techniques. Yet at the moment of crisis, these two had joined the Paradise Club without hesitation, revealing themselves to be nothing but cowards.

So what if they had entered the ranks of One-Star Ultras? If Shen Feng were not with them, Xu Nansheng might have been full of anxiety, but now, what was there to worry about? One must remember that even the Three-Star Ultra Eric had merely had his head directly severed by Shen Feng; what were two mere One-Star Ultras considered?

The gaze of Hu Yong and Zhu Shuanghai was quickly drawn to Xu Huifang, and they stared at her clothes and dress for quite some time before Hu Yong tentatively asked, "You... you are Xu Huifang?" Read exclusive chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

Xu Huifang's expression was cold, "A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water!"

"We never asked you to repay us. Have we ever wronged you? Why choose to betray us?"

After hearing Xu Huifang's voice, Zhu Shuanghai spoke, "It really is you! It seems your face not only recovered but did so perfectly, and even your hair has turned completely black. I didn't expect you'd be such a beauty. You've recovered at just the right time. Before we head to the Paradise Club, let me have my enjoyment!"

Even though Xu Huifang always wore a veil before, Zhu Shuanghai and the others had guessed there was an issue with her face.

The now youthful and beautiful Xu Huifang naturally attracted Zhu Shuanghai; after all, Xu Huifang had many pursuers back in the day.

Hu Yong licked his lips, his eyes sweeping over Xu Huifang's body as he laughed, "Not bad, not bad. Now, let us repay you, we'll make you feel ecstatic."

Then, his gaze fixed onto Shen Feng.

Seeing a trace of Xu Huifang on Shen Feng's face, and remembering how Xu Huifang had always been in search of her son, he immediately realized, "Is this brat the one you've been looking for?"

"Kid, want your mom to have some fun with us? You wouldn't refuse, right? Just kneel down and call me 'daddy', and I might just spare you. After all, the past events have nothing to do with you."

Upon hearing this,

Xu Huifang's brows knit slightly, her face filled with displeasure and disdain, while Shen Feng took a step forward. Although the Spiritual Energy inside him had not recovered fully, dealing with two One-Star Ultras was well within his means.

Hu Yong's words were simply too foul. Shen Feng didn't even want to waste words – not only did he insult him, but he also dared to insult his mother. He must be tired of living.

Seeing Shen Feng take a step, Hu Yong and Zhu Shuanghai wore a look of disdain on their faces. But the very next second, they suddenly realized their eyes couldn't keep up with Shen Feng's speed and immediately panicked, knowing they had kicked an iron plate. They shouted, "Mr. Stan—"

There was a "Bang!"

The rear door of the white sedan that belonged to Hu Yong and Zhu Shuanghai was blasted open from the inside by a tremendous force.@@@@

Sounds of "bang! bang! bang! bang!—" kept ringing out.

The wind blades assaulted Shen Feng's body, but regrettably, every blade that struck him turned into nothingness in an instant.

In just a short time.

All of the wind blades disappeared, leaving Shen Feng completely unscathed.

What a joke.

Did he really think a measly hundred wind blades could injure Shen Feng's flesh? Although his physical body was not in peak condition, it still wasn't something that could be harmed by such strength.

Seeing that his wind blades had no effect, Stan broke out in a cold sweat. How incredibly resilient was the other's body?

Having lost the composure of a master completely, Stan shifted his steps, hurriedly trying to leave the area.

At that moment.

Another gust of wind began to blow, and a smile appeared on Stan's lips. He planned to use the power of the wind to escape.

However.

Shen Feng's arm also began to move. Back in the Immortal Realm, he had once grasped the Mystique of the wind. When it came to using the wind, he was much stronger than Stan.

Releasing a bit of the spiritual energy that had recovered inside his body, he casually reached into the air with his palm, feeling the surrounding wind under his control.

But Stan's face changed dramatically, as he found himself unable to control the wind anymore.

When he looked at Shen Feng, he saw the latter's arm move, and the surrounding air instantly began to swirl and form a small tornado that rushed toward him with incredible speed.

The other person also had the ability to control the wind? And was much stronger than him by more than a notch or two? His eyes nearly popped out as his figure hurriedly fled into the distance.

But his speed was no match for the small tornado's.

In just two breaths' time, Stan was swept into the small tornado.

"Ah!" A scream of agony emanated from within.

When the screaming stopped, Shen Feng swung his arm again, and the small tornado disappeared, leaving nothing but a pile of flesh on the ground, presumably what remained of the Six-Star ultra-capable, Stan.