Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2436 - 2536: What Kind of Monster Is This? (Third Update)

At this moment.

"Sword!"

"Sword!!"

"Sword!!!"

"Sword!!!!"

......

Suddenly, within the small space, Su Chen abruptly raised his head, his expression unchanged, as if he didn’t realize he was locked on by the Sword Light. The Ancient Dust Sword in his hand oscillated continuously.

Is Mysterious Qi worthless?

To activate it continuously like this?

In one breath, Su Chen unleashed 9 slashes.

Yes, a full 9 slashes.

An incredibly exaggerated number.

Generally, a martial cultivator, when exerting full effort like Su Chen to perform one slash, would consume nearly half the Mysterious Qi within them. To unleash 3 slashes in a row would be considered impressive.

And Su Chen?

Including the first slash from earlier, this makes 10 consecutive slashes.

Not only that.

These 9 slashes from Su Chen possessed their own rhythm and variation.

Faintly, they resonated with each other, attacking together, creating a sensation of harmonious vibration.

There was no time interval, it was too fast.

Whether it was Su Chen or Zhuo Ming, the pace of their battle was incredibly quick.

The clash of sword and saber gave no time for thought.

Another collision.

In the line of sight.

A series of strange Triple Void ripples undulated.

The sharpness of the 9 combined slashes met the Sword Light of the Underworld Saber.

One was bright red blood, the other absolute black.

Between them, like arcs of two halos, intersected with each other.

A terrifying aura of Sword and Saber Fusion wafted out from the small space...

Bear in mind, this was a small space, a different space, and under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t affect the real space.

But at this moment, the aura still permeated out.

That aura made all the Sword Cultivators and Sword Cultivators present change their complexions, and again, they opened their mouths wide in unparalleled shock.

Strong!!!

A strength that comes from the bottom of the heart.

A strength worshiped from the soul’s depths.

The control over the sword and saber was as if these two had cultivated for billions of years.

And at this moment.

Suddenly.

The arcs of red and black auras simultaneously extinguished.

Both perished together.

"I unleashed 10 slashes just to withstand one saber attack from the opponent," Su Chen muttered to himself, clearly dissatisfied. The disparity in strength was immense.

Indeed very immense.

However, apart from his own dissatisfaction, there was more excitement.

The opponent’s strength thrilled him greatly.

This is what a martial cultivator is!

Previously, who were those he encountered, just trash?!

Su Chen himself was not satisfied.

But those present, outside the different space, nearly fell to their knees...

Su... Su... Su Chen actually blocked one saber strike from Zhuo Ming?!

This was simply like witnessing a ghost or deity!

An indescribable astonishment.

Don’t underestimate this move; for a martial cultivator at the Origin Emperor Extreme Realm Eighth Layer, it would probably be impossible.

And Su Chen was merely at the Supreme Emperor Extreme Realm Third Level.

Several dozen minor realms difference!

The opponent was Zhuo Ming, representing the highest talent and combat power of the younger generation in both minor and grand worlds.

"A martial cultivation talent that transcends the Will of the Dao." The Li Family Ancestor trembled as he spoke, never having imagined that Su Chen could block a saber strike...

He had underestimated Su Chen.

Yet, because of this, at this moment, the heart of the Li Family Ancestor bled.

Su Chen managing to block a saber strike was enough to demonstrate his unrivaled martial cultivation talent through the ages; after all, he was only 800 years old!

Such talent completely surpassed Zhuo Ming.

Yet Su Chen had no time to grow further.

He was about to be cut down prematurely.

Now, Su Chen could block one saber strike, but what about the second, third, or fourth? Not to mention, Zhuo Ming surely had stronger techniques.

Su Chen was still doomed to die.

"Hmm..." In the sky, even the hunch-backed old man, a Great Emperor, was surprised. This was the third young person, besides Mo Wentian and Xiang Zhong, who could withstand a move from the Young Master, and this one was only 800 years old, merely at the Supreme Emperor Extreme Realm.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, just in terms of talent, martial cultivation talent, this youth completely surpassed the Young Master.

Under normal circumstances, this youth shouldn’t exist in the Grand Cosmos World at all because the world’s will, also known as the Will of the Dao, would not permit such a monster, which could threaten its existence, to live.

Yet, Su Chen was alive and well.

"Block a saber from me?" At this moment, Zhuo Ming smiled again, but this smile was cruel enough to chill one’s heart. Zhuo Ming felt a deep humiliation, an intense humiliation... This kind of humiliation greatly intensified his resolve to kill Su Chen.

Of course, there was also trepidation.

Su Chen’s talent was too frightening.

Even Zhuo Ming felt inferior.

If such an existence didn’t die, in the future, he would undoubtedly become a formidable enemy.

Zhuo Ming’s resolve to kill had never been so intense.

"You’re good at receiving saber strikes, then take a few more." Zhuo Ming made a sudden move again.

This time, he was serious.

He even moved.

With a shift in form, he became invisible.

Amidst the invisibility, the Underworld Saber rippled, slash after slash aimed at Su Chen.

Each slash fused the ultimate Sword Intent, Sword Realm, and Sword Rhythm. Each slash reached a level of perfection, like an art of the heavens and skies, and when connected together, each slash seemed to form a large absolute killing Sword Formation.

Within the small space, the Triple Void was already out of balance. Illusionary and real space exchanged places, absolute space dissipated, yin and yang reversed, Mysterious Qi was in chaos, it was a world of sabers.

Waves of aura rippled out from the small space.

Those countless shadows of sabers coming to worship, to pay homage, around the small space were more and more wailing, trembling, even beginning to transform into sword energy, being drawn into the small space.

"Sword God." The Li Family Ancestor’s voice evidently carried reverence.

Yes!

A being on the verge of becoming a Great Emperor.

A five-billion-year-old old monster actually... actually felt reverence.

Because he was also a user of the saber.

Only the martial cultivators who wield sabers could understand, at this moment, what kind of miracle Zhuo Ming’s use of the saber represented within the small space.

Perfection!

All realms of the saber were perfected.

Speed, force degree, linearity degree, degree of strangeness, degree of fusion, agility degree, sharpness degree, and so on... All were individually perfected, and when fused together, they were overall perfected.

Just speaking of the saber, Zhuo Ming showed the Li Family Ancestor the ultimate art of the saber.

Even the Li Family Ancestor, under such circumstances, one can imagine the others present, especially some Sword Cultivators, were stunned and sat down on the spot, entering a state of enlightenment.

"Su... Su Chen can still survive?" Li Qingxuan’s tears involuntarily flowed out, and at this moment, she was activating the Prophetic Physique trying to see what would happen next, but as long as it concerned Su Chen, everything was chaotic, and it was impossible to discern anything.

"Prepare yourself mentally." The Li Family Ancestor sighed, which was considered a form of comfort. According to his thoughts, Su Chen not only would die, but he might die miserably, leaving not even a fragment behind.