Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 2127 - 2124: Nothing More Than This

Xu Wendong stood to the side with a half-smile, half-smirk. He could clearly see a flash of cold intent in Hu Fang’s eyes—obviously, the guy had already developed the urge to kill him!

This brat was clearly eaten up with jealousy, yet insisted on putting on a righteous, upright act.

Thinking that, Xu Wendong suddenly wrapped his hand around Jiang Manyu’s slender waist, and under her stunned gaze, bent down and pressed his lips over those tender, fiery-red ones.

The kiss was domineering yet brief, but it made Hu Fang and the others’ eyes practically split open.

"You!" Hu Fang’s face went livid, the knuckles of his fingers turning white from how hard he was clenching.

The lackeys behind him were gnashing their teeth even harder, itching to rush up and attack on the spot.

Jiang Manyu froze for a moment, then her charming face flushed bright red!

She gave Xu Wendong a playful little punch, but her eyes were filled with joy she couldn’t hide!

That little move, seen by Hu Fang, was just pouring oil on the fire!

"Get out while I’m still in a good mood." Xu Wendong’s voice was deep, carrying a trace of the domineering aura of the Ghost Control Realm, making the few people opposite him pause slightly before their expressions twisted into ferocity.

"This brat told us to get out?"

"So arrogant—he really doesn’t know how high the sky or how deep the earth is."

"Give him a lesson. Should we cripple his hands, or break his legs?"

The disciples of Liufeng Sacred Land cracked their knuckles, vicious grins on their faces, the aura of the Ghost Control Realm spilling off their bodies—clearly, they were no pushovers.

At the same time!

They stepped forward, each one unleashing a powerful surge of killing intent!

"This brat’s pretty cocky. Cripple that middle leg of his—let him learn just how terrifying we are." Hu Fang’s expression was full of contempt as he stood there, hands clasped behind his back.

The others moved in with feral smiles; one of them threw the first punch.

"Swish, swish—"

The fist wind was razor-sharp, carrying a flash of vicious Yin Energy. That aura would injure on contact, extremely overbearing, making Xu Wendong’s pupils suddenly contract.

"Careful!" Jiang Manyu’s heart tightened. She was just about to strike when she saw Xu Wendong move first.

"Smack!"

The fist was casually caught—Xu Wendong used only one hand to seize the man’s fist.

At that moment, the corner of his mouth hooked into a cold smile, his voice instantly turning frigid: "You won’t be needing this hand anymore."

As soon as the words fell, a bone-chilling crackling erupted between fist and palm.

The sound rang out sharply, making that Liufeng Sacred Land disciple’s eyes almost burst.

"Ahhhh!" The stabbing pain hit like a storm, cold sweat pouring down his face.

His agonized screams echoed through the narrow alley, and the others’ expressions changed drastically when they saw it.

"You little bastard, you’re asking for death!" someone roared.

But before the rest could react, Xu Wendong’s palm was already swinging out.

In a flash, that guy was slapped so hard he spun three times in place.

A bright-red palm print blossomed across his face. He stared, stunned, but Xu Wendong still felt it wasn’t enough and sent another slap flying.

Two crisp smacks.

That Liufeng Sacred Land disciple crashed heavily to the ground.

Xu Wendong glared coldly at the others, mocking them with a playful sneer: "So this is the power of Liufeng Sacred Land? That’s all you’ve got?"

"Bastards, what the hell are you all good for?" Hu Fang exploded in fury.

A mere ant at the Ghost Control Realm First Level had actually flattened all his lackeys?

"Senior Brother Hu, we were careless just now. Watch us kill him for you." The others’ faces shifted slightly, but there was no fear in their eyes.

Xu Wendong was only at the Ghost Control Realm First Level—hardly worth worrying about.

"Clang!"

Blades and swords were unsheathed, their ringing cries echoing nonstop. The remaining few were done playing around; Yin Energy coiled around each of their faces, ghost power quietly rising as they planned to take Xu Wendong down in one strike.

Yin Qi Soul Power surged out, forming a storm. Bricks and stones flew in the cramped alley, sending people out on the main street fleeing in terror.

"Kill!" the few of them roared.

With a single soft woosh, Xu Wendong scooped Jiang Manyu into his arms and activated Dark Dragon Roaming Step, darting about at high speed. With just a few flickers of movement, he appeared behind the group.

Hand raised, chopping down.

Each one took a clean, sharp hand chop to the neck, instantly knocked unconscious.

By the time he finished all this, Xu Wendong had spent only a few breaths.

This scene left Hu Fang completely dumbfounded; he’d never imagined an "ant" could possess such frightening combat strength!

"My husband is the best, I knew my husband was invincible under heaven!" Jiang Manyu was overjoyed. It was her first time seeing Xu Wendong in action.

Such terrifying skill made her like him even more.

Xu Wendong’s strength was terrifying, especially that Dragon Stick of his—it practically made Jiang Manyu never want to stop!

If Hu Fang hadn’t suddenly shown up, they might’ve already taken things a step further just now.

Just thinking about it sent a rosy blush flooding across Jiang Manyu’s pretty face.

Hu Fang’s expression was darker than water. He ground his teeth and snarled, "You’ve gone too far!"

"Too far?" Xu Wendong raised a brow, looking genuinely puzzled. "I told you to get lost and you refused, and now you try to make a move on me—yet you say I’m the one going too far?"

People from Liufeng Sacred Land really did have a talent for flipping blame.

"Hmph! You’ve injured disciples of Liufeng Sacred Land—that’s a grave crime." Hu Fang roared, grabbing a dagger in his hand. The flash of cold light said everything; anyone could tell at a glance this dagger wasn’t low-grade, at least a Fourth-grade Treasure.

"Die for me!" Hu Fang struck in an instant.

His speed was shockingly fast, even making Jiang Manyu’s heart jolt.

But by the time she reacted, Hu Fang’s dagger was already about to reach Xu Wendong.

"Husband, watch out!" Jiang Manyu’s heart clenched; she cried out in shock.

She was the closest to Xu Wendong right then, so she instinctively stepped forward to shield him.

"Senior Sister Jiang, get out of the way!" Hu Fang had no way to halt his strike; his face drained as he shouted. Killing a random nobody wouldn’t affect him at all, but if he killed Jiang Manyu, he’d be a man running for his life for the rest of his days.

Xu Wendong was stunned as well.

This woman genuinely wanted to keep him all to herself—and absolutely wouldn’t allow anyone to harm him in the slightest!

That stirred a wave of emotion in his heart!

But how could Xu Wendong possibly let a woman stand in front of him?

He shoved Jiang Manyu aside with one hand, then grabbed Hu Fang’s dagger with the other. Blood immediately gushed out.

The dagger was no ordinary piece; at the very least, it had reached the Fourth-grade level.

Xu Wendong’s Physical Body wasn’t sanctified yet, so of course he would get injured.

Xu Wendong himself didn’t think much of it, but Jiang Manyu was different.

She stared at Xu Wendong’s bleeding palm as if she were the one feeling the pain. Her beautiful eyes filled with overwhelming killing intent: "You bastard! How dare you hurt my husband?"

Feeling the murderous aura Jiang Manyu unleashed, Hu Fang’s heart trembled—more with unease than fear!

He was at the Ghost Control Realm Fourth Level; with this thrust, even someone at the Ghost-controlling Realm Fifth Layer would have absolutely no way to dodge or resist.

Yet Xu Wendong had managed to grab the dagger and avoid a fatal blow!

How could he not be shocked?

"You’re nothing special." Xu Wendong said coldly. He was just about to retaliate when he saw fury blazing in Jiang Manyu’s eyes as she flung out a Netherworld Talisman, snapping her wrist to send it at Hu Fang.

"Extreme Cold Ten Thousand Ice Talisman!?"

The Netherworld Talisman released Soul Power in midair; terrifying Extreme Ice Power exploded outward in an instant. Hu Fang was horrified, letting go of the dagger and retreating—but it was already too late.

The Extreme Cold Power spreading from the talisman had completely locked onto him.

"Jiang Manyu, are you insane?!"

"That’s a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman, and you’re using it on me?!"