Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City Chapter 1238 - 1236: The Wager—300 Kowtows, 300 Calls of Gra

Laugh?!

Is that mockery directed at ?!

Damn it.

A Ninth Rank Saint Emperor dares to publicly laugh at !

Damn it!

Lin Fan really deserves to die!

Dongn Buju’s heart grew increasingly restless and furious; his eyes turned blood-red, blazing with raging flas.

The smile on Lin Fan’s face thoroughly angered him.

Mo Ningxiang’s fate is clearly in his hands, what right does he have to laugh at him.

Just a re ant.

If it were an ordinary day, he wouldn’t even spare Lin Fan a glance. Looking for one more second feels like a waste of ti.

Directly ignoring him.

But now.

He actually has to face the mocking, teasing smile on the opponent’s face.

Unbearable.

Dongn Buju’s eye corner twitched fiercely.

A beam of death shot from his eyes, glaring at Lin Fan, with terrifying montum enveloping the mountainside.

"Lin Fan! You enjoy laughing now, you won’t be able to later! I can tell you this now, I won’t kill Mo Ningxiang. I’m going to take her back to the Heavenly Clan, let her marry Nuor, let her serve Nuor for a lifeti! Let her not survive nor seek death!"

"As for you. You’ll be dead soon, your bones shattered, divine sense extinguished. You won’t exist in this world, as if you never appeared. You can’t avenge Mo Ningxiang; you can only watch as I take her away, only imagine the scene of her being trampled."

"I won’t let those other trash go either. Rest assured, I will arrange them properly, letting their end be just as miserable as yours, even more so. Lin Fan, don’t forget, all this was caused by you, because you provoked , Dongn Buju!"

Dongn Buju roared in rage, clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms.

In his eyes, Lin Fan is already a dead man.

As soon as Lin Fan approaches, he will use all his killing moves to annihilate Lin Fan completely.

The entire process only takes a fraction of a breath.

Lin Fan will have no chance to escape.

Dongn Buju’s mouth curled into a sinister smile.

He didn’t bother with Mo Ningxiang and Yi Shengtang, focusing completely on Lin Fan’s direction, his face solemn, as if facing a great enemy.

The other clan leaders, especially Su Yuankun and Qing Lin, kept their eyes fixed on Lin Fan in mid-air.

This guy is heading to his death!

Leaping into the air with no chance to evade.

Moreover.

There’s nothing around to block, Lin Fan is entirely visible in Dongn Buju’s eyes.

Could it be?

Lin Fan is going to confront Dongn Buju head-on?

That would only lead to a quicker, more tragic death, with no ti to react.

The Middle Heavenly Venerate of the Ninth Layer isn’t just a boast or a joke!

Their hearts tightened, their heartbeats accelerating as if they were about to leap out of their throats.

"Lin Fan, quickly leave, falling like this is only death!"

"Head-on collision leaves you no chance, you’re being foolish."

"Your confidence will harm you, stop now."

The two shouted anxiously, trying to persuade Lin Fan to leave quickly, at least to survive.

But.

Lin Fan acted as if he hadn’t heard, continuing to fall toward Dongn Buju, with unwavering resoluteness in his eyes.

"Hmph, this kid is stubborn and extrely stupid, actually daring to confront Clan Leader Dongn, it’s simply calling him a waste."

"Good advice can’t persuade a dood ghost. He’s seeking death on his own; no matter how you advise, he won’t listen, give up."

"This man is too stubborn. If he doesn’t learn flexibility, he’ll encounter trouble sooner or later..."

"Wasting such talent with a rigid mind. To put it plainly, he is a hothead, even if he survives, he won’t amount to anything."

Zhongli Kun, Huang Changfeng, Yun Buwen, and Tai Hao expressed sarcasm and sighs. To summarize, Lin Fan is determined to die.

"Huang Changfeng! Shut your crow mouth!" Su Yuankun’s eye twitched, enraged.

"Hey! How am I a crow mouth, I’m speaking facts. This guy is dood!" Huang Changfeng ca in with a fiery retort.

"Bullshit!"

"Su Yuankun, who do you think you are to speak to like that."

"What if Lin Fan doesn’t die, what will you say?" Su Yuankun couldn’t find a reasoned argunt, urgently saying.

"Doesn’t die? Hahaha! If this kid doesn’t die, I’ll kowtow to him three hundred tis, calling him grandpa three hundred tis!" Huang Changfeng, wide-eyed with rage, shouted, pointing at Lin Fan.

"You said it, don’t go back on it then."

"I won’t backpedal! If this kid dies, you must kowtow to three hundred tis, calling grandpa three hundred tis!"

"An agreent!"

Su Yuankun didn’t know where he gathered the courage, agreeing without hesitation.

Huang Changfeng laughed sinisterly, showing a winning expression.

"Clan Leader Su, you’ll find out in a breath, don’t renege then."

"You better not renege either!"

As they were talking.

Suddenly, the sky emitted a radiant golden light, like the sun shining brightly on the earth, dazzling.

With a swish.

Everyone stopped arguing and looked over.

The saying goes that those involved are confused, and onlookers are clear.

They could clearly see that ten steps in front of Dongn Buju appeared a misty, smoke-like barrier.

Like a do encompassing Dongn Buju within.

Airtight.

Tight defense.

Array?!

Everyone was surprised, not expecting Dongn Buju to use an array against Lin Fan.

This is sothing only high-level duels would employ, generally not used easily, as it consus a lot of spiritual power and physical energy.

Once used, it ans disregarding everything to kill the opponent.

If Lin Fan enters Dongn Buju’s array range, there’s no return, potentially wiped out.

Unless.

Lin Fan also uses an array, preserving himself, otherwise, there’s no chance to survive.

However.

A Middle Heavenly Venerate of the Ninth Layer deploying an array against a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, such a scene has never happened, like a fantastical tale, leaving people surprised and stunned.

If they hadn’t witnessed it themselves, they wouldn’t believe it even if killed.

"Haha! Lin Fan is dood, soon Su Clan Leader will kowtow to , calling grandpa. Su Yuankun, don’t try to deny it, a bet is a bet!"

Huang Changfeng laughed triumphantly, glancing at Su Yuankun beside him.

Su Yuankun looked ashen, nervously staring at Lin Fan and Dongn Buju.

He didn’t really care about the wager, he just hoped Lin Fan would survive.

But given the current situation.

It seems unlikely.

Huang Changfeng’s cold mockery fell on deaf ears, as he anxiously watched the rapid changes in front, unable to dare blink.

Dongn Buju’s face rippled with a sinister smile.

Co on!

Co on!

Just a little closer, just Lin Fan entering his array.

It’d be like flies hitting the trap set by spiders; death awaits them.

Boom!

Suddenly, a vortex appeared under Dongn Buju’s feet, swirling around his body, becoming fierce, gradually turning into a whirlwind.

Overwhelming killing aura spread.

The pressure on the mountaintop gradually lowered.

The tense atmosphere pressed on everyone’s nerves.

So tense it suffocated.

So tense it froze bodies.

Huang Changfeng, flushed with excitent, couldn’t hold back his laughter thinking about the dignified Huang Clan leader kowtowing to him.

At this mont, the situation suddenly changed.