Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City Chapter 1169 - 1167: On the Brink of Death... Yi Shengtang R

Yi Siyu was no match for Yi Shengtang.

She was completely powerless.

With Yi Shengtang clenching her throat, her face turned purple-red in an instant, her throat blocked, and breathing grew difficult.

She opened her mouth, veins bulging on her neck, her hands desperately clawed at Yi Shengtang's wrist, trying to push it away.

But she had no strength left.

Tears welled in her eyes as she looked pitiably into Yi Shengtang's eyes.

However.

Yi Shengtang's sanity had snapped, his entire being enshrouded by fury.

In his blank mind, it seed as if a voice endlessly echoed.

Trash!

Useless!

Waste!

Can't even protect his own sister, can't even defeat a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor.

Trash.

His eyes were filled with violent anger, the person before him was no longer Yi Siyu, but a manifestation of Lin Fan.

As long as Lin Fan was dealt with now.

Everything would be over!

Yi Shengtang's arms trembled from exerting all his strength.

Solid as if cented.

Steel and iron, unshakable.

The light in Yi Siyu's eyes gradually dimd, her face went from flushed to livid, and her grip on Yi Shengtang's hands slowly loosened, helplessly hanging by her sides.

Lin Fan brother... Lin Fan brother...

She only felt the darkness gradually overwhelm, and a figure seed to appear in it.

Her lips lightly muttered.

"Damn!"

A sudden roar shattered the silence in the room.

The whole room seed to tremble!

The earth was trembling as well!

A fierce aura erupted, as if it were about to lift the entire house.

Yi Shengtang's body jolted violently.

His heart was greatly shocked.

He wanted to turn around to see what was happening.

But he already received a heavy kick in the abdon.

Such bone-crushing pain instantly spread throughout his body, like an electric current across every corner.

The intense pain made him sweat heavily, his eyes bulging as if about to explode, nearly popping out.

Spurt!

A mouthful of blood splattered.

Yi Shengtang instantly released his grip on Yi Siyu's neck.

He flew backward!

Mind completely blank.

Feeling utterly limp, like an old rag being tossed aside.

Helpless.

Desperate.

Cold.

Bam!

Yi Shengtang smashed through the window, flying out of the room, landing in the empty space outside.

He rolled several tis, his face, body, limbs intimately scrubbing against the ground, instantly leaving him bloodied and bruised.

Rolling dozens of ters away, he stopped.

His heart was filled with shock.

What on earth happened? Who dared to attack him?

He was, after all, the Shennong Clan Leader!

Yi Shengtang lay on the ground gazing emptily at the starry sky, his face expressionless.

Soone dared to attack Yi Shengtang, and with such power, only one person.

Lin Fan!

In Mystic Iron Mountain, he didn't trouble Yi Qingyu, but brought her out.

However.

Upon erging, he saw the scene that just unfolded, imdiately enraged, fuming furiously.

Yi Qingyu was equally shocked, utterly stunned.

She was amazed that her brother Yi Shengtang would lay hands on the fragile Yi Siyu, yet equally shocked that Lin Fan floored her brother with a single kick.

Her lips parted slightly, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.

"Siyu!"

Lin Fan paid no mind to the Yi Shengtang he'd kicked away, seeing Yi Siyu limply collapsed on the ground, hurriedly called out, his face full of concern and anxiety.

If he had been a step later, Yi Siyu might have perished.

He quickly laid Yi Qingyu on the bed, frowned, glanced, covered her with a blanket, then hurried to Yi Siyu's side.

"Siyu? Siyu?"

Lin Fan lifted Yi Siyu from the ground, gently shook her, called softly.

Yi Siyu kept her eyes shut, face pale, devoid of color, head leaning weakly.

Lin Fan rapidly infused Spiritual Power.

"Cough cough!"

A warm flow entered Yi Siyu's body, causing her to cough violently, finally opening her eyes slightly.

"Lin Fan brother... it really is you..."

A faint smile appeared on her pale face, she reached out, wanting to touch Lin Fan's face, but her arm lacked strength.

"You've finally returned..."

"Hmm, I'm back. The ground is cold, I'll lift you up."

Lin Fan spoke, gently lifting Yi Siyu and settled her on a chair.

Yi Qingyu stared blankly at the scene.

For so reason, a strange feeling rose in her heart.

Earlier at Mystic Iron Mountain, Lin Fan nearly kissed her, yet at the final mont, covered her instead.

She just realized Lin Fan was toying with her, suddenly irritated.

But she was puzzled.

Her anger wasn't only due to being toyed with, it seed there was another reason.

Yi Qingyu quickly shook her head, wondering if she was a masochist. Clearly, this person was a perverted scoundrel, yet she still felt moved.

Crazy.

Really crazy.

...

Outside the door.

After hearing the loud noise, the followers rushed over.

Seeing the Clan Leader Yi Shengtang lying on the ground, they were aghast, breathless.

"Clan Leader!"

"Clan Leader!"

After a mont of shock, they ran over, surrounding Yi Shengtang.

"Clan Leader, are you alright?"

Yi Shengtang felt his bones were about to shatter, but luckily it was only bruises; internally, he was unhard, showing Lin Fan had held back.

Otherwise, a single kick would have been fatal.

He wiped blood off his lip, struggled to stand.

"I'm fine."

He inhaled deeply, steadied his breath, clutching his abdon as he staggered toward the room.

"That rascal dared harm the Clan Leader, he's gone too far!"

"Let's go kill the kid!"

"Yes, kill him, avenge the Clan Leader!"

"Only by dismbering him will our grudge be settled!"

The followers shouted impulsively, stepping forth to avenge the Clan Leader.

However.

Yi Shengtang sneered, eyed the crowd indifferently.

"Just you guys? Hmph, not Lin Fan's match, stop crowding and scram."

Having received Lin Fan's kick, he finally regained his senses.

Indeed, he shouldn't have rashly acted against the innocent Yi Siyu.

Now that Lin Fan was back, it ant Yi Qingyu's situation was resolved.

The followers were taken aback.

What's going on with the Clan Leader?

Being attacked yet defending Lin Fan, is his mind muddled?

But Yi Shengtang was the Clan Leader, who would dare disobey?

With no choice, the followers helplessly watched Yi Shengtang stagger toward the room, leaving them bewildered.

Yi Shengtang stood at the door, feeling a little anxious.

Having lost his senses and hard Yi Siyu might anger Lin Fan.

And whether Yi Qingyu had recovered...

He inhaled deeply and entered.

"Brother!"

Upon entering, a familiar shout filled Yi Shengtang with tears, about to respond.

However.

Yi Qingyu had more to say, leaving Yi Shengtang dumbfounded.

"Brother, hurry and kill Lin Fan!"

Yi Shengtang was baffled, wasn't Yi Qingyu just healed by Lin Fan? Such quick betrayal?