Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1876 - 1877: If You Want to Kill Him, Kill Me First!

Suddenly, the feverish atmosphere that had persisted for so long came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a silence as dead as the grave.

No one dared to come within ten meters of Ye Xuan!

Indeed.

At this moment, Ye Xuan looked to be in the worst possible state, yet his increasingly fiery and mad gaze made people’s hearts quiver with fear.

Especially just now, Ye Xuan had erupted with an unstoppable torrent of energy, directly blasting away the powerful enemies within dozens of meters around him. To this day, no one had been able to get back on their feet.

Wasn’t Ye Xuan’s predicament dire enough at that time?

Who could guarantee that while Ye Xuan looked on the verge of death, he was not actually preparing for another unstoppable surge?

In this world, no one is truly unafraid of death.

Thus, in this enormous palace, even though the number of people surrounding Ye Xuan was probably over a thousand, the scene still plunged into a stalemate, with no one daring to step forward and launch another battle.

Finally, someone spoke: "Go on, keep going, what are you afraid of? This man has exhausted his last bit of strength and is as good as a waste; any cat or dog can easily kill him!"

"Easy for you to say, why don’t you go? Do you take everyone else for fools?"

"This guy is quite dangerous; it’s better to be cautious!"

"A bunch of cowards, cowards!"

"..."

Amidst the crowd besieging Ye Xuan, a sudden flurry of disorder broke out, with countless people yelling and cursing, making the scene messy in an instant, yet no one dared to be the first to advance on Ye Xuan.

Seeing the crowd in such a state, Ye Xuan, half-kneeling on the ground, tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a grim sneer of mockery.

A bunch of wastrels dreaming of seeking treasure?

Ridiculous!!

Just as the scene was extremely chaotic and stuck in a standoff.

Suddenly.

Two figures, one following the other, appeared on the scene, as if out of nowhere.

Ye Xuan raised his bloodied eyes and immediately recognized the two people in front of him.

It was indeed Zhan Ying of the Qiao Family, and his lapdog!

In fact, Ye Xuan had long been aware of their presence, only they had not appeared until now.

This showed that Zhan Ying, despite his seeming recklessness and arrogance, was actually a very cunning and insidious person.

He purposely didn’t appear at the first moment because he wanted others to exhaust Ye Xuan and Ye Xuan to exhaust them as well.

After all, everyone wanted the treasure. If these people weren’t significantly exhausted, even if Zhan Ying killed Ye Xuan and seized the treasure, he’d still be in danger.

By that time, perhaps it would be Zhan Ying who was half-kneeling on the ground, unable to rise again.

No doubt, if the situation hadn’t reached a stalemate, Zhan Ying still wouldn’t have appeared; he might even have waited for Ye Xuan to be worn down to death, and then take the spoils like a fisher...

"Damn it!"

From afar, Lou Yaoyao, seeing Zhan Ying finally appear, her delicate face turned extremely grim, her fists clenched tightly, wishing to kill on the spot.

Zhan Ying’s appearance at such a time, how dangerous it was for Ye Xuan, goes without saying!!

Yet today, Lou Yaoyao felt powerless in the face of everything...

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

On the field, Zhan Ying looked at the extremely battered Ye Xuan, shaking his head repeatedly, before letting out a mocking chuckle: "Ye Xuan, your lousy life is surprisingly tenacious, isn’t it? Still not dead by now, are you defying the heavens?"

Ye Xuan stared coldly at Zhan Ying, giving no response.

Zhan Ying twitched his lip into a menacing sneer: "You shouldn’t have come to this treasure competition in the first place, but since you’re here, I’ll have to take your head back along with the treasure."

Ye Xuan tightened his grip on the Dragon Blood Sword, wanting to raise it to fight again, but no matter how hard he bit his tongue, he couldn’t lift the sword in his hand.

He was already as good as a spent force, his lamp burnt out!

People might fear Ye Xuan, but Zhan Ying, how could he not see through Ye Xuan’s current state?

The smile on his face gradually vanished as he waved his hand, ordering directly: "Do it, cut off his head!"

"Yes!"

The young man nodded in response, then directly drew his sword from his waist, the energy within him surging like thunder and lightning, rushing straight towards Ye Xuan.

This sword aimed to sever Ye Xuan’s head!

The scene fell silent in an instant.

Countless gazes converged simultaneously on Ye Xuan, expecting the young man to decapitate Ye Xuan and restart the battle for the treasure.

And Ye Xuan, half-kneeling in place, his eyes fixed on the approaching young man, gritting his teeth, yet ultimately powerless.

He was truly exhausted.

He truly couldn’t fight any longer...

As the young man was about to take his life with a sword.

A flash of sword light streaked across.

Before Ye Xuan appeared a figure stunningly beautiful as if crafted by the gods.

She wore tight leather clothing, her curvaceous and graceful figure was exquisitely outlined, with a doll face, long legs, and a bosom like a mountain, undeniably a peerless beauty.

Her face was covered with frost.

The white long sword in her hand dripped with a streak of blood.

She stood with the sword, heroic and valiant, like a contemporary War God, unparalleled.

And in front of her, the young man stood motionless as if a statue frozen in place, his face which should have been filled with murderous intent now filled with bewilderment and shock, his contracting pupils fixed on the woman, filled with disbelief.

A thin line of blood appeared at the young man’s neck.

Clang!

The head fell to the ground.

Bang!

The headless body finally toppled, the blood still gushing forth, reminding others that the air had not stopped.

"This..."

Instantly, the entire field was shocked.

Who is this?

What a powerful woman!!

And Ye Xuan, seeing the familiar silhouette appear before him, his expression changed dramatically, his entire face twisted: "Who let you come?"

Ye Xiaoying slightly tilted her head, glanced at Ye Xuan, her beautiful eyes roiling with murderous intent.

She had never seen Ye Xuan so badly wounded.

These people, they all deserved to die!!

Ye Xiaoying poutingly said: "Just passing by."

"Passing by?" Ye Xuan gritted his teeth: "If you’re passing by, then get out of here, stop being an eyesore!"

"I want to, what’s it to you?" Ye Xiaoying said.

Ye Xuan: "Get lost!!"

Ye Xiaoying ignored Ye Xuan, her delicate hands gripping the sword tightly, her pretty head turning, her cold and angry eyes looking towards the grim-faced Zhan Ying opposite.

With just one glance, Ye Xiaoying could feel that even though she had successfully broken through to the Qigong realm, the person before her was still an unmovable mountain.

Ye Xiaoying bit her teeth, her whole body tense, yet there was not the slightest thought of retreating.

In the extreme dead silence, her heavenly voice rang out bright and resolute.

"His life is mine, if you want to kill him, kill me first!!"