Super War God in the City

Ling Fan was not having an easy time either. Sweat beads were slightly emerging on his forehead. In that split second just now, his Divine Sense and potential had been pushed to their limits, putting a great strain on his body.

After all, these seven people were all genuine Wuxuan Realm cultivators. It was no simple matter.

Standing on the side, Qiao Yuchan's heartbeat nearly stopped as she thought of their conversation. She felt both guilty and touched.

She thought it was her fault for causing trouble for Ling Fan. From the men's conversation, it seemed Ling Fan had already returned to Huaxia. Could it be that he had come out to find her, risking danger?

If that was the case, it was deeply moving. Miss Qiao's heart was melting.

She would have to ask Ling Fan about this matter later on.

However, the current predicament was truly giving her a headache.

"Beiming, you can definitely do it!" Alice felt a surge of joy after her initial shock.

"Holy shit, he... he caught it?" York was dumbfounded.

Steven was also wide-eyed with shock. The combined attack of seven people, just dissolved like that?

Axina was stunned as well, her face full of disbelief.

The surrounding crowd had been confident in taking down Ling Beiming, but looking at the scene before them, things seemed less than optimistic!

"Damn it, how can Ling Beiming be so freakish?" Someone muttered shakily.

Donggu Aoun, who was leaning on a rock in the distance, almost bit his tongue. The thought that he had once fought Ling Beiming to such a standstill made him quite proud!

"Wuxuan Realm?" The Alliance Hierarch of the White Country exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment.

These individuals were top-notch experts. After the exchange a moment ago, they had tested Ling Fan's depth, never imagining that someone who had been at the Martial Saint Realm just a short while ago, had now reached the Wuxuan Realm?

The seven of them looked at each other, shocked to their core.

"Heh, if I hadn't made a breakthrough, how could I face the few of you?" Ling Fan snorted with laughter, shifting his stance.

"Hiss~"

Mike and the others couldn't help but sharply inhale. In just a few days, he'd actually made a breakthrough. Given time, what would he become?

They regrouped, determined in their hearts that they could not let this man escape today; he must be killed at all costs!

"Attack, he must not be allowed to leave here alive today!" the Governor of Wuyou roared, holding a golden sword as he led the charge towards Ling Fan.

As the one with the highest cultivation here, late stages of the Wuxuan Realm, the others followed suit without needing his commands. Each launched their most powerful attacks, letting their Divine Powers run wild.

In an instant, an array of the Five Elements' energies of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth swept through the area. The energy of heaven and earth went into chaos, presenting an apocalyptic scene.

Official Ling wielded his sword, moving agilely about the battlefield, fighting with great spirit, causing a whirlwind of flying sand and stone that dazzled the onlookers, leaving them unable to keep up with the action.

"Everyone, retract your Divine Powers and control your attacks. The energy is too chaotic!" The Alliance Master of Nanli Kingdom shouted.

At that moment, the mixture of various energy elements was causing interference with the deployment of their Divine Powers.

"Everyone, put your back into it. Ling Beiming's physical strength is fading. We must leave him here today!" the Governor of Wuyou roared.

His sword moves created trailing afterimages as his Sword Qi lashed out in all directions, aiming straight for Ling Fan.

The Alliance Hierarch of the White Country wielded a Wolf Fang Club, menacingly covered with spikes.

"Woo~"

With a howling sound, the Wolf Fang Club swept towards Ling Fan's waist. If hit, he would be smashed to a pulp!

The Nanli Kingdom's weapon was a silver long spear, which like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, aimed straight for Ling Fan's heart. A hit would surely be chillingly final!

The Alliance Leader of Dewan Country wielded a Vajra Demon-Subduing Stick, leaping into the air with a series of air-shattering sonic booms, aiming for a crushing blow to Ling Fan's head!

In Mike's hands, the Meteorite Black Saber glinted with a somber light, the Sword Qi tearing through the sky, speeding straight for Ling Fan's chest.

The Governor of England maneuvered the purple Soft Sword, slithering like a venomous tongue, moving in all directions, looking for an opening in Ling Fan's defense to deliver a deadly strike!

All seven battled fiercely, exerting their full strength, each one singularly focused on taking Ling Fan down immediately.

This scene left the onlookers trembling in fear, unable to control themselves, and even Donggu Aoun, a bystander, was breaking out in cold sweat.

He reckoned that if he had been in Ling Fan's position, there would have been no chance of survival.

Qiao Yuchan, standing at the side, was pale-faced. In such a level of battle, she realized that if she were to go up, it would simply be a death sentence!

The distant onlookers, one by one, watched as if their souls had left their bodies. When had they ever witnessed such world-shocking, exceptionally brilliant fighting?

They all boiled with excitement, their blood running backward, faces flushed red, so exhilarated that they were nearly suffocating.

"So... So powerful, Ling Beiming is bound to die this time!" York trembled as he spoke.

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"You damned thing, for crippling my arm and killing my brother, die!"

Just as the crowd was wildly excited and worked up beyond measure, a shocking moment occurred!

Ling Fan's figure was elusive and agile, his footsteps mysteriously untraceable. With his other hand, he flicked his wrist and summoned another Spirit Sword.

Now holding a sword in each hand, with divided attention and dual action, one sword swept across, shattering the biting Sword Qi of the Governor of Wuyou.

The other hand unleashed a dragon-like sword thrust, aiming at the Wolf Fang Club sweeping towards him from the White Country Alliance Leader. True Yuan and physical strength surged out, using the sword as a conduit, transferring to the opponent's Wolf Fang Club.

The White Country Alliance Leader felt a huge shock in his arm, a mountain-crushing and sea-overturning force rolling in, almost causing him to lose grip of his Wolf Fang Club.

"Thump thump thump~"

The White Country Alliance Leader couldn't stop himself from retreating seven or eight steps, the ground beneath his feet cracking.

The long spear of the Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master followed like a dragon, its tip radiating a cold light that involuntarily brought a chill to one's heart.

"This spear, Ling Beiming will definitely die!" a person in the crowd clenched their teeth and said with invigorated excitement.

The rest of the crowd also tightened their fists, holding their breath and watching the scene before them with rapt attention.

Ling Fan's Divine Sense had already taken everything in. Without even glancing at the spear behind him, the back of his head seemed to grow eyes, spinning his body just in time to avoid the fatal thrust.

His left hand with the Spirit Sword quickly retracted, tucked under his armpit trapping the opposing spearshaft; his right hand with the other Spirit Sword made a swift cut, heading straight for the face of the Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master.

The Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master was immediately struck with horror and was about to abandon his long spear.

At this moment, the Vajra Demon-Subduing Stick of the Dewan Country Alliance Leader smashed down with a booming sound through the air.

Ling Fan paid no mind to anything else and just charged ahead wildly, locking in on the Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master for a death struggle.

"Fuck!" The Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master instantly felt his soul scatter.

It was already too late to retract the long spear in his hands; he let go immediately, and his figure hastily flashed aside, quite embarrassingly.

"Ling Beiming, don't run! Take this stick!" Seeing this, the Dewan Country Alliance Leader immediately bellowed.

Official Ling sensed the situation behind him and quickly retracted the Spirit Sword in his hand, flipping the trapped long spear under his armpit and holding it horizontally with both hands to block.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound shook the heavens as Ling Fan's entire body was smashed into the ground, with Mike, who followed up with a slash of his saber, suddenly losing his target and cutting the air.

The Governor of England, who had been lurking at the side, lying in wait for an opportunity, was also caught unprepared.

The Dewan Country Alliance Leader paused, unexpectedly facing such a turn of events!

While the few were still in shock, Ling Fan burst out from below the Dewan Country Alliance Leader's feet, scaring the man into a cold sweat down his back.

Just now, if he hadn't intuitively felt the motion under his feet, he might have been taken out by Ling Fan's sword right through his rear!

Ling Fan looked around, standing with his sword, emitting an aura of stern slaughter, "You rabble, still thinking of killing me? Is this all you've got?"

The seven of them hearing this were all flushed with shame and inwardly seething.

The distant crowd was already so astounded they were speechless. Qiao Yuchan and Alice were moved by what they saw; their beautiful eyes shone brightly, filled with infinite emotion!

One man, one sword, battling fiercely against seven warriors, exhibiting awe-inspiring divine might – truly an unmatched War God of this era!