Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1866 - 1863: Why So Polite?

"With this axe swing, that kid’s life is over!"

"Hahaha, not only does he not dodge, he rushes forward. Isn’t he courting death?"

"How ridiculous, does he really think his head is harder than a third-grade treasure?"

The numerous disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect burst into mocking laughter, none of them favored Xu Wendong. In their eyes, Xu Wendong’s actions were utterly foolish.

Having offended Liu Hao, he should be on his knees begging for mercy, that would give him a sliver of hope, instead of sending himself to die!

However.

Amid their jeers, Xu Wendong, in a swift, unexpected move, grabbed Liu Hao’s wrist.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound resounded in the space, and it was as if Liu Hao’s axe was immobilized by an invisible force, unable to move an inch further.

"Is that all?"

Xu Wendong’s lips curled into a mocking smile, his gaze full of disdain.

He slightly exerted his grip, and Liu Hao suddenly felt a sharp pain shoot from his wrist, like a piercing steel needle driving into his marrow.

Liu Hao’s face turned deathly pale, beads of sweat rolling down from his forehead.

He never imagined that his fierce offensive would be so easily neutralized by Xu Wendong.

"You... release me!" Liu Hao snarled in agony, his face contorted with pain.

He desperately struggled to break free from Xu Wendong’s hold, only to find that his strength, compared to Xu Wendong’s, was like an ant trying to shake a tree, utterly futile.

Xu Wendong gave a cold snort, then swiftly kicked Liu Hao in the abdomen.

With a bang.

Liu Hao’s body shot backward like a cannonball.

He landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

At this moment, Liu Hao was utterly weakened, blood constantly spewing from his mouth, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

And his precious third-grade treasure axe had now landed firmly in Xu Wendong’s hand.

"Why are you so polite? Just meet me, and you even insist on giving me a treasure."

"Since you’re so courteous, it would be rude not to accept."

Xu Wendong laughed mockingly, holding the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe, casually waving it around.

This treasure, which hadn’t shown its full power in Liu Hao’s hands, seemed to find its true master in Xu Wendong.

With a casual wave, the axe emanated a fierce stream of yin energy, like a black lightning bolt, striking the ground, instantly carving out a deep ravine, causing the surrounding earth to tremble.

The members of the Heavenly Nether Sect were all dumbfounded as if immobilized by a spell.

Brother Jiang’s pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with disbelief, muttering, "This one, has the cultivation level of the Eighth Level of the Soul Transformation Realm."

"What!"

Liu Hao was shocked, supported by the disciples beside him, his eyes flickering, the fear in his eyes growing thicker.

The last time they met, Xu Wendong was only at the Fifth Level of the Soul Transformation Realm, and in just a few days, his cultivation had soared three layers.

This terrifying cultivation speed was unheard of, leaving Liu Hao incredibly shocked and scared.

If he had known this...

Then he wouldn’t have troubled him at all!

"Good brother, do you have any more treasures? Show them all."

"If there’s something suitable, I’ll gladly accept it." Xu Wendong continued to smile, his eyes gleaming with greed.

In his eyes, Liu Hao was simply a walking treasure vault—if he didn’t scour all the treasures off him, Xu Wendong would feel unsatisfied.

Upon hearing this, Liu Hao gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart blazing fiercely.

His face turned livid with rage, veins popping out on his forehead, like an enraged beast.

The disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect also showed disgruntled expressions.

In their view, this newly arrived disciple was unbelievably arrogant!

To be so brazen and domineering on their turf was really not giving them any regard!

"Whoever can help me take him down, the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe is yours!"

Liu Hao’s face twisted, exuding a gloomy aura.

He shouted at the Heavenly Nether Sect disciples, his voice filled with anger and desperation.

He knew he was no match for Xu Wendong and could only rely on these people to exact revenge for him.

His words, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirred up waves of excitement.

The crowd was instantly overwhelmed by greed, with rich rewards, there are always brave souls.

Enticed by the third-grade treasure, they rolled up their sleeves and got ready to fight.

"Hahaha, Young Master Liu has spoken, brothers, let’s get him together!"

"Take him down, and the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe is ours."

"Humph, it’s mine!"

The crowd roared in unison, like a surging tide, rushing towards Xu Wendong in unison.

Their eyes were set only on the precious third-grade treasure, completely forgetting Xu Wendong’s terrifying strength.

Xu Wendong slightly raised his eyebrows, watching the crowd rushing forward, he sighed inwardly.

Though Liu Hao wasn’t particularly powerful, he sure was good at making bounties.

However, he was not afraid, instead, his eyes flickered with excitement.

To him, these people were just trouble walking into him, perfect for testing his strength.

The crowd surged forward like a pack of frenzied wolves, launching a fierce attack on Xu Wendong without hesitation.

For a moment, the dark wind howled.

In their hands, countless beams of various colors flashed, these lights emitted a mysterious and dangerous aura, the very magic provided by the Heavenly Nether Sect for disciples to cultivate.

Once the magic was unleashed, soul power surged instantly. The dense yin energy spread amongst the crowd, like a thick fog, enveloping the entire space.

And soul power, as the critical force to drive the magic, at this moment gushed out continuously from these Heavenly Nether Sect disciples, making their magic increasingly powerful.

"Heavenly Yin Fist Technique!"

"Nine Nether White Claw!"

"Dark Sky Palm!"

Nearly ten kinds of magic burst forth simultaneously, these disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect were indeed quite formidable.

Each of them could be considered a heavenly pride if placed in the Netherworld City.

However, within the talent-rich Heavenly Nether Sect, they were merely ordinary disciples.

Now, with the magic of various hues blazing, the air turned resplendent with colors.

Xu Wendong, in the face of this tidal wave of assaults, remained calm and composed.

His gaze was steadfast, clenching the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe, he swung forward without hesitation.

"Swoosh!"

A streak of grey axe energy ripped through the air instantly, like lightning swift. This axe energy bore an unstoppable momentum, directly severing several Heavenly Nether Sect disciples in half.

In an instant, blood splattered, the scent of blood permeated the air.

After such a horrific scene unfolded, the disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect stood dumbfounded, a potent fear surged through their hearts!