Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 722 - 716 Hold On (17th Update)

Every person found their match!!!

Like Mo Qingwu, she alone was fighting desperately against Li Kuangfeng and Si Ming, her longsword moving so fast it was almost invisible, her stunning face filled with endless killing intent.

Her fair wrists flicked continuously, Mo Qingwu’s figure flitted about, ceaselessly dodging the longswords of the two men without pause.

Each strike was fierce, each strike was lethal, with Mo Qingwu enmeshed in a frenzied battle.

Just like Mo Qingwu, there were others like Liu Xi, Ling Long, Xu Yaoyao, and more...

Especially Liu Xi, who was covered in blood, like a madwoman, fighting unarmed, weaving back and forth among the Martial Cultivators.

Thump thump thump...

With every swing of her fists came the raging and insane force of nearly ten thousand dragons, each blow that struck forth brought a blinding spray of blood, the Martial Cultivators she hit almost instantly perished.

Liu Xi seemed to have become bloodthirsty too, completely indifferent to the blood spraying over her, and soon she resembled a woman who had climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, so eerie, so strange.

"Roar roar roar roar!"

An Wuchao was even more ferocious, swinging his massive hammer recklessly, as if he had lost his mind, eyes red, lunging forward without regard for his own life, letting out all his strength with a roar.

His relentless hammer blows came without defense, each crushing blow carrying with it a deadly booming sound.

Wei Ziyao was unstoppable, a sword in hand, his face smeared with blood, charging straight ahead, with his longsword repeatedly slashing across the hearts and necks of several people!

One life after another quickly slipped away.

There were students from Holy Spirit Academy, and also students from Xuanwu Academy.

There were members of the Qin Family, and also members of the Sun Family.

Those from both sides with weaker strength nearly entered a life-and-death blender, a hunting ground of death.

Nothing left but despair, no chance to run even if one wanted to.

Soon, the ground in front of Qingyou Pavilion was completely drenched in blood, the scarlet unbearable to the point of suffocation, everyone’s eyes reddened.

Even, including the Old Ancestors Chu Kang, Chu Yi, as well as Qin Feiwu.

As for the ones who suffered the heaviest losses, it was Burning Heaven Sect.

The disciples of Burning Heaven Sect, who were already weak, their only means to harm others were limited to sneak attacks, feigning death followed by surprise assaults, and self-destruction.

Out of the three thousand disciples of Burning Heaven Sect, now only about a thousand remained.

Suddenly.

Pfft!!!

As Mo Qingwu, who was desperately fighting Li Kuangfeng and Si Ming, was shuddering suddenly, a glaring knife wound appeared on her back.

"Hehe..." It was Tong Dao, who, unnoticed, had stealthily approached Mo Qingwu and then seized such an opportunity.

"Die!" Despite being struck by a sword and wounded, Mo Qingwu’s back was in throbbing pain, but she clenched her teeth tightly, suddenly turning her head and lashing out with her sword.

"Hmph, this young master was well-prepared!" Dong Dao sneered, and in that instant as Mo Qingwu’s sword lunged, he immediately retreated.

The good opportunity passed, yet Li Kuangfeng and Si Ming renewed their attack even more fiercely.

Li Kuangfeng slashed at Mo Qingwu with a dozen or so blows in an instant, using all his strength, while Si Ming, like a venomous snake, lurked around Mo Qingwu, occasionally launching unpredictable strikes, all aimed at vital spots.

Originally, Mo Qingwu had been able to hold off the two and had even found an opportunity to land minor wounds on them.

But now she’d been blindsided by Dong Dao and was injured, with the injury severe. The sword scar on her back was at least an inch deep, all the way to her spine, which weakened her strength.

She nearly bit her own teeth off, her beautiful face pale, mixed with blood and cold sweat.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The Sword Intent was still so fast.

But Mo Qingwu could only retreat quickly. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

After a few breaths.

Puh!

A deep gash appeared on Mo Qingwu’s arm, almost severing it.

"Heh..." Mo Qingwu spat out a mouthful of blood, and could only wield the sword with her other hand, continuing to fight.

However, she was even weaker, completely unable to withstand the frenzied attacks of Li Kuangfeng’s blade and sword.

Puh puh!

Subsequently.

Deep wounds appeared on Mo Qingwu’s neck, shoulder, forearm, and wrist in succession.

"Give up!" Li Kuangfeng roared, his face ferocious, the evil Qi almost solidifying as he chopped insanely, desperately, without stopping.

Clang!

Finally, the longsword in Mo Qingwu’s hand broke.

"Am I going to die?" Mo Qingwu felt the approach of death and murmured to herself.

"Hold on!" But at that very second, just as Si Ming’s deadly Sword Light was about to strike between her brows, Seventh Princess Chu Xuan suddenly appeared in front of her.

With one hand, Chu Xuan supported Mo Qingwu, and with the other, she wielded a beautiful sword already drenched in blood, scarlet red; Chu Xuan used the sword to block the Sword Light that was meant to claim Mo Qingwu’s life.

"Seventh Princess?!" Li Kuangfeng sneered with a malicious smile, "Such sisterly love! You haven’t even married Su Chen yet, and already so caring for your sister? Who is older, who is younger?"

"Sister, rest a bit!" Chu Xuan said to Mo Qingwu, handing her a bottle of Elixir, the top-level Healing Medicine, "Leave these two bastards to me!"

Chu Xuan might not have been very strong, at least not compared to her Third Brother Chu Hong, but she did inherit the talent for martial cultivation from both the Imperial Father and Imperial Mother.

Chu Xuan was twenty years old and at the third level of the Creation Realm. Moreover, she practiced the Royal Family’s powerful martial skills, which made her genuinely strong.

"Falling Cloud Sword!!!" With a delicate shout, Chu Xuan’s longsword vibrated, her Sword technique dazzling and rampant, resembling a Spirit Snake Strike, her Sword Light blinding as it shot forth, accompanied by her strange movement technique.

Mo Qingwu was somewhat reassured and hastily consumed the Healing Medicine.

At that moment, she saw Lan Su, and Lan Su could no longer hold on...

Indeed, if it was not for Xia Xi and Gu Qiushui, two women at her side sharing the burden, Lan Su probably would have been defeated even earlier. The three women were being attacked by no fewer than twenty to thirty students from the Upper Xuan Court of Xuanwu Academy, completely unable to defend themselves.

Lan Su had been pierced through by a sword, her life hanging by a thread, blood flowing all over her body. Gu Qiushui and Xia Xi, while supporting her, also had to fend off those sharp blades and swords around them, struggling immensely.

Gu Qiushui and Xia Xi’s bodies were also riddled with sword scars, and although not fatal yet, they had already lost a lot of blood. If this continued, they might bleed to death from blood loss.

Seeing this, how could Mo Qingwu wait any longer? Having just recovered a bit, she dashed over immediately.

Whoosh!

She appeared in front of Lan Su in an instant.

"Heh!" Mo Qingwu let out a fierce cry, a sword engulfing her, swirling around.

Suddenly.

All those martial cultivators from the Upper Xuan Court of Xuanwu Academy were sent flying out, ten dead, several injured.