Super War God in the City-Chapter 682: Trembling with Fear, Fleeing Frantically!

The bystanders in the distance were dumbfounded, their mocking and gloating comments ceased completely.

"The seven mighty Wuxuan experts will surely kill Ling Beiming," and "Ling Beiming is nothing special," they had said. Everyone now realized those were nothing but empty boasts!

At this moment, they truly witnessed what it meant that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even with his cultivation diminished, not quite matching these seven, Ling Beiming was still fiercely brave.

One could hardly imagine just how formidable he must have been during his unbeaten period!

"Damn it, what kind of monster is Ling Beiming? Seven Wuxuan realm experts can't take him down?" York murmured in shock.

Everyone's expression was complex, recognizing that Ling Beiming, who had provoked seven people to join forces, was no easy opponent.

Just then, the Governor of Wuyou blushed with exertion and said in a deep voice, "Isn't it time we all fight with everything we've got?"

At those words, everyone was shocked. If they couldn't subdue Ling Beiming now, they might never get another chance!

Not only this, but they should also prepare for this madman's crazy revenge!

After being shaken for a moment, the crowd gradually settled their fluctuating emotions and their expressions became solemn.

To fight with everything meant to play one's trump card, to risk injuries, and to employ one's strongest capability in a life-or-death bet.

Everyone took a deep breath inwardly, now preparing to deploy their life-risking moves.

Earlier, someone had joked that if they couldn't take down Ling Beiming, they might as well have lived as a dog. Though said in jest, it was true.

If Ling Beiming were to escape today, it would be a huge embarrassment and a blow to someone's dignity if word got out!

Suddenly, someone spat out a mouthful of essence blood, someone else ignited their True Essence Power, and another deployed a secret technique. In short, they were ready to put their lives on the line!

Seeing this, Official Ling raised an eyebrow. Good, this was the effect he wanted. This irrational state of embarrassment made it easier to kill a few more!

Seven people, paired in twos, with the Governor of England moving capriciously at the periphery.

The Alliance Masters of Nanli Kingdom and Dewan Country moved together like thunder as they charged, while Mike and the Fasi Country Alliance Leader furiously attacked from another direction. The last pair comprised the Alliance Leaders of White Country and Wuyou.

The three groups formed a '品' shaped formation, while the Governor of England flashed behind Ling Fan.

Seeing this, Ling Fan took a deep breath and with a dumbfounding expression on everyone's face, he sheathed his weapon and stood with bare hands.

This scene bewildered the crowd again.

"Fuck, what is he planning to do?" someone in the crowd wondered aloud, baffled.

The rest were just as puzzled, facing such fierce enemies; was he really planning to fight barehanded?

Qiao Yuchan was also stunned. Already extremely worried and anxious, Ling Fan's abrupt action left her utterly confused.

"Seeking death, let's send him to Hell!" Mike roared fiercely.

The rest were also visibly embarrassed and infuriated by Ling Fan's actions, deeming it a severe insult. Just a while ago, he had used a weapon.

Now, as they risked their lives, what was Ling Beiming doing? Was he showing them contempt?

"Heaven may let you commit sins, but you bring about your own destruction, Ling Beiming, you're courting death!" the Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master shouted angrily.

"Haha, not to boast myself, but earlier was just a warm-up. Slaughtering you riff-raffs is but the work of a moment, why bother with a weapon? These fists of mine are enough to send you all to meet King Yan!" Ling Fan, standing on a large rock with his robe fluttering in the wind, declared loftily.

Upon hearing this, nearly everyone almost fell over. His arrogance was simply off the charts!

"Motherfucker, such big talk. I'll see how you kill the leaders of the seven nations with your bare hands!" Steven came to his senses, grinding his teeth in anger.

"Ling Beiming, after two years, your pretentious skills have only grown stronger. Let's see how you manage to kill me barehanded!" the Head of the White Kingdom Martial Alliance coldly remarked.

Among those present, he and the Governor of Wuyou had the highest cultivation, both in the late stages of the Wuxuan realm. At this moment, he surged forward swinging his Wolf Fang Club.

"Ling Beiming, if you can catch my Wolf Fang Club with your bare hands, then you are truly a real man!"

Ling Fan glanced at the White Country Alliance Leader and scoffed, "Haha, no offense, but let's talk when you can actually reach me!"

These guys were fighting desperately, and he, Official Ling, would fight with equal fervor, only the next part of competition wouldn't need any weapon.

Perfect, putting aside his weapon might also serve to paralyze his enemies. On a battlefield where life and death hung by a thread, any advantageous conditions must not be missed.

Immediately, he scanned the two groups of four charging from each side. His gaze sharpened, cold as a knife, as he faced the oncoming White Country Alliance Leader.

"Die!" Ling Fan bellowed at the White Country Alliance Leader.

Instantly, a nearly inch-long, invisible Blade of the Divine Soul shot swiftly from his Sea of Soul Consciousness towards the White Country Alliance Leader.

The crowd in the distance, seeing this, were all furious to the point of madness; Ling Beiming was simply too arrogant, unbearably infuriating.

"Damn it, who do you think you are? Reincarnation of a Daluo Golden Immortal, deciding life and death with a single word?" someone in the crowd finally couldn't hold back and sneered continuously.

At that moment, attacks from both sides were already incoming. Yet, Ling Fan remained unshaken. After firing the Blade of the Divine Soul, he didn't even spare the White Country Alliance Leader a glance.

He immediately spread his arms, palms striking out left and right like a roc spreading its wings, while the Exotic Fire burst forth from within him.

"Fuck, Ling Beiming, do you really dare to catch my war saber barehanded? I'll call you daddy!" Mike, seeing that Ling Fan truly caught the saber with his bare hands, suddenly got excited.

"Hahaha, Ling Beiming, I underestimated you, man. You really got balls, watch the spear!" The Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master, charging in from the left, laughed wildly, his long spear piercing through the air towards him.

The long spear had just been seized by Ling Fan, but fortunately, he had prepared more than one weapon on him; there were spares.

But the next second, from each of Ling Fan's palms, flames suddenly shot out.

In an instant, they engulfed the unsuspecting Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master and Mike who had gotten too close.

Their followers, seeing this, felt their scalps explode, instinctively telling them that there must be some trickery at play.

The Dewan Country Alliance Master and the Fasi Country Alliance Master immediately, without a second word, instinctively dashed to the side.

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"These flames must be no ordinary ones, otherwise Ling Beiming wouldn't dare to play so confidently barehanded!" thought the two as they dodged and retreated.

After dashing far away, the two men quickly took a moment to look back.

But upon seeing the situation, they were shocked to their core, nearly collapsing.

"This... this..." The two stared wide-eyed, mouths agape.

They saw Mike and the Nanli Kingdom Alliance Master completely consumed by those unfathomable flames, and as the flames disappeared, there was not a trace of the two men left.

It was as if they had been burned into nothingness, the men's throats gulped, their thoughts halted.

That wasn't all. The White Country Alliance Leader, holding a Wolf Fang Club, his eyes bulging, suddenly fell heavily to the ground three feet in front of Ling Fan, the Wolf Fang Club rolling to the side, dead with his eyes wide open!

The Governor of Wuyou, seeing this eerie scene, coming up fiercely behind, suddenly halted, rooted to the spot, scalp tingling!

The Governor of England, elsewhere making a flamboyant sidestep, trembled in his legs, nearly collapsing to the ground, his soul almost flying away!

In just the blink of an eye, three alliance leaders had perished.

The remaining four were completely stupefied, chilled to the bone, their will to fight completely gone.

Seeing this, Ling Fan inwardly sighed. He had only killed three, and these guys were overly cautious.

The other two, if their reactions had been slightly slower, just now's Exotic Fire would have consumed them too, executing them in one fell swoop.

The remaining four, hesitating for just a breath's moment, saw the Dewan Country Alliance Master suddenly turn tail and bolt desperately.

This battle was already damn impossible to continue; silently killing people with a breath, bizarre flames, considering previous occurrences, this guy was simply trapping everyone.

This was aimed at a clean sweep. If not for their instinctual awe of Ling Beiming that made them dodge reflexively at the first moment, they would already be reduced to ashes.

The moment the Dewan Country Alliance Master made his escape, the Fasi Country Alliance Master also started running.

The England Duchy Alliance Master's heart fluttered, and he too desperately fled for his life.

All these men now only wanted to get away from Ling Fan; he was too terrifying, especially that killing from a distance with a mere breath, the mere thought of it terrified them.

The Governor of Wuyou turned pale as paper, his lips quivering as he looked at the dead White Country Alliance Leader lying on the ground in front of him, nearly biting through his tongue.

Too terrifying, too bizarre, too dreadful, killed by just a word, a renowned Wuxuan Realm expert, just slain with a word?

"Swoosh!"

The Governor of Wuyou turned and ran frantically; at this point, the four were each fleeing in different directions, east, west, south, and north.

Their reasoning was simple, Ling Beiming couldn't possibly split into four to chase them all, could he?

Based on probability, each had a seventy-five percent chance to escape, leaving one to bad luck, also depending on luck!

Ling Fan flashed a look, determined to kill another. Watching the four fleeing in panic, he too suddenly dashed, chasing after the Governor of Wuyou!

Among the scene, the Governor of Wuyou had the highest cultivation. Letting anyone else go was fine, but not this guy!

When the Governor of Wuyou saw Ling Fan coming at him, his scalp tingled and his back chilled instantly!

"Fuck!"

The Governor of Wuyou cursed loudly, running for his life, determined not to let this madman catch up with him.