Peerless Divine Doctor

Chapter 951: Chapter 951 Shock of the Crowd

”No...”

Tears streamed from Leng Ruobing’s eyes as she screamed in agony.

Puchi!

Another sword pierced into Ye Luo’s body, drawing out a streak of fresh blood.

Ye Luo bit his lips tightly, not uttering a sound, just standing there with an unchanged expression, as though the sword had not pierced his body at all.

Looking at Ye Luo’s demeanor, everyone couldn’t help but exclaim to themselves, ”Now that’s a real tough guy.”

”Continue!”

Leng Pengyu, seeing Ye Luo’s expression unchanged, his eyes filled with a sinister gleam, commanded once again.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

In the blink of an eye, three or four swords were all thrust into Ye Luo’s body, piercing through his abdomen, chest, back, thighs, and calves, each creating a hole, fresh blood flowing like a babbling brook, rapidly staining the ground red, and Ye Luo’s face began to turn pale.

In less than a minute, Ye Luo’s body had been pierced by dozens of swords, his figure swaying slightly, but he still did not groan, letting his body be dyed red with blood, unflinchingly enduring it all, causing the Kongtong Sect disciples to feel a chill in their spines. This man was truly formidable.

”Don’t... please don’t...” Leng Ruobing wept as if her heart were tearing apart, screaming in agony, feeling the pain in her heart being ripped to shreds just like the swords were piercing Ye Luo’s body.

All the onlookers, witnessing Ye Luo transformed into a bloodied figure, were visibly moved and filled with admiration.

Puchi!

The final sword thrust directly into Ye Luo’s chest, just a centimeter away from his heart, and as the sword was pulled out, it brought forth a spray of blood.

Ye Luo collapsed to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, his body entirely soaked in it, forming a pool of blood on the ground.

Even without the twenty or so wounds, just the amount of blood he had lost would be more than an average adult could endure; at this point, Ye Luo was barely hanging on to life.

”Kid, you’ve really got guts to hold on through all of this,”

said Leng Pengyu with a hint of surprise as he looked at Ye Luo.

”Let... her... go...”

Ye Luo said weakly, his eyes fixed on the other man.

Leng Pengyu then briskly waved his hand, and two Hua Yuan Realm experts released Leng Ruobing.

”Ye Luo!”

The freed Leng Ruobing threw herself in front of Ye Luo, kneeling on the ground, looking at his blood-drenched figure, tears streaming down her face, filled with sorrow.

”Stop crying, or you’ll lose your beauty. Don’t worry, I won’t die!”

Ye Luo forced a smile and wiped away the tears from Leng Ruobing’s eyes with his hand.

”Kid, you will surely die today, and I’ll make sure you two become a pair of ghostly lovers,” said Leng Pengyu.

”You won’t have that chance!”

Ye Luo’s eyes filled with bloodthirsty, ruthless, and cold intent. His previously weak and listless aura changed instantly, his body emitting a heaven-piercing and earth-shattering killing intent, radiating a golden light.

The sword-inflicted wounds were healing rapidly, and at the same time, Ye Luo took a Xuan Rank Healing Pill from the Lingyun Ring.

The Xuan Rank Healing Pills combined with Ye Luo’s Nine Yang Physique and his own robust constitution miraculously healed all his injuries in an instant.

His whole being suddenly burst into full vitality, brimming with energy as if nothing had happened just moments before, a sight that astonished Leng Pengyu and the others, who had not expected Ye Luo to recover so swiftly.

Lingyun Sword Technique!

Ye Luo unleashed the Lingyun Sword, infusing his full strength into a strike aimed directly at Leng Pengyu.

Feeling the terror of Ye Luo’s sword, Leng Pengyu’s face drastically changed. Two Xuan Rank Six Realm powerhouses in black and white darted in front of Leng Pengyu, managing to block Ye Luo’s powerful blow.

Soul-Capturing Eyes!

Ye Luo once again forced the activation of the Soul-Capturing Eyes. Dream-like purple lightning flickered in his eyes, and in an instant, the two Xuan Rank powerhouses were entranced, their eyes showing several seconds of stagnation.

Ye Luo then swept his sword horizontally, piercing through the chest of one, while the other, regaining his senses, hastily dragged Leng Pengyu away in horror.

Having dealt with the black-robed expert from the Kongtong Sect with a single strike, Ye Luo, holding the Lingyun Sword, pursued Leng Pengyu.

But at this crucial moment, Ye Luo suddenly changed color, his pupils constricted, and his body jerked backward.

A black sword light emerged from the void out of nowhere, aiming straight for Ye Luo’s heart. Had it not been for Ye Luo’s quick backward lean, the sword might have already pierced through his heart.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone unawares.

Yet it wasn’t over. Right after Ye Luo leaned back to dodge the black sword light, another sinister black figure emerged behind him, also wielding a short black sword.

The short sword drove straight for Ye Luo’s back. Ye Luo reacted swiftly, his body spinning around; but the assailant’s blade was so fast and they were so close.

Even as Ye Luo dodged in time, the sword still struck him, leaving only a shallow mark.

With Ye Luo’s physical realm nearing that of a Late Stage Spiritual Body, even a low-grade Spiritual Artifact would struggle to leave a mark on him. Had it not been intentional, the swords of the Kongtong Sect disciples wouldn’t have been able to penetrate his body at all.

However, after dodging these two perilous assassination attempts, yet another black shadow emerged from thin air, a black sword light aiming straight for Ye Luo’s neck.

Three consecutive attacks, all manifesting out of nowhere, had everyone’s eyes wide open in shock.

”Scram!”

Pushed to such a point, Ye Luo was incensed. Seeing the third assailant with a black short sword attacking, he bellowed and punched out, meeting the attacker’s sword head-on.

A thunderous roar erupted as Ye Luo used his physical strength combined with the power of the Nine Yang Energy to shatter the attacker’s short sword. The force of his punch sent the adversary flying away.

Then Ye Luo quickly spun around and moved aside, his gaze piercing through the three attackers that had just tried to strike him.

These three were clad in black, their outfits seemingly made of an unusual material, with half black masks concealing their faces, and holding black short swords in their hands, dressed much like ninjas from the Island Country.

Moreover, their stealth was even more formidable than the Ninjutsu of the Island Country ninjas. Even Ye Luo had failed to detect their presence in time. Had they not made their move, Ye Luo might have remained unaware of their presence.

”Huh, this aura feels somewhat familiar!”

Suddenly, Ao Long spoke up.

”Ao Long, you know them?” Ye Luo asked in surprise.

”Certainly not, but there’s something vaguely familiar about their aura. Yes, now I remember—their aura is somewhat similar to that of the disciples from the Martial Realm’s Mo Ge, but not quite the same,” Ao Long explained.