The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler

Chapter 903 - 903: Smart Ancestor! Little Rakshasa! (3)

Chapter 903: Smart Ancestor! Little Rakshasa! (3)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Sikong Ye said coldly, “Sang Qiuhan, you can’t do this! It’s not because I’m afraid of you, but because you weren’t my match in the past and won’t be in the future! If you know what’s good for you, stop quickly. Otherwise, I won’t let you live!”

The Rakshasa King said fearlessly, “Bring… it… on…”

Sikong Ye’s eyes turned cold. He raised the Longevity Technique to the extreme and used his internal energy to draw a sharp blade. “The ninth level of the Longevity Technique. Watch carefully.”

Sikong Ye’s internal energy blade attacked the Rakshasa King fiercely. Just as the Rakshasa King flicked his sleeves to block, Sikong Ye shot out another hidden weapon and caught up to his sharp blade that had condensed Sikong

Ye’s strength. The sharp blade was knocked around and missed the Rakshasa King. With a whoosh, it stabbed towards Little Rakshasa who was hanging upside down under a branch.

This was the Ninth Level of the Longevity Technique. Once Little Rakshasa was hit, there was no chance of survival.

The Rakshasa King also used most of his strength to block it. Most of his internal energy had also been sucked dry. He could not condense enough internal energy to block this sharp blade in such a short time.

Little Rakshasa’s eyes widened in fear.

Yu Wan did not expect her great-grandfather to do this. She gasped and held her breath.

Although the Rakshasa King’s remaining internal energy was not enough to activate attack and defense, he could activate his qinggong. At the critical moment, he flashed under the tree and blocked Sikong Ye’s fatal blow with his body.

The internal energy of the Longevity Technique invaded the Rakshasa King’s body and exploded like ice flowers in his meridians and internal organs. The Rakshasa King spat out a mouthful of blood and his pressure was exhausted. The blood mist gradually dissipated. His momentum was gone!

When Little Rakshasa saw the Rakshasa King vomiting blood, it cried!

The Rakshasa King flew up and broke the black chain. He carried Little Rakshasa and used his qinggong to leave the Nether Mountain.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Qing Yan said, “Did we win?”

Yu Wan looked in the direction where Little Rakshasa had left in a daze and did not say anything.

“As long as the Rakshasa King doesn’t die, there will be no peace in the Nether Capital.” Sikong Ye landed back on the ground and looked in the direction where the two of them had left. He had indeed broken through to the ninth level, but Sang Qiuhan was different. He had forcefully increased his strength and broken through to the Rakshasa King, but his realm was actually still unstable. Even if it was unstable, he had to use tricks to defeat him. If he waited for his realm to stabilize, it would be difficult to hurt him even if he used tricks.

What was the saying?

I’ll take your life while you’re sick!

“Great-grandpa, where are you going?” Yu Wan stopped Sikong Ye, who was also planning to use his qinggong to leave, and asked.

“I’ll go kill the Rakshasa King. He’s seriously injured now, so it’s the best time to attack!” Sikong Ye was not a good person. He would not pity the Rakshasa King just because he was seriously injured. He knew better than anyone that the Rakshasa King was no longer the Sang Qiuhan of the past. He was inhumane. When he recovered, the first thing he had to do was destroy the Nether Mountain. At that time, many people would die.

“Great Grandpa… Great Grandpa, Great…” Yu Wan couldn’t stop Sikong Ye.

The Rakshasa King was seriously injured. With Sikong Ye’s qinggong, it was not difficult to catch up to him. About an hour later, Sikong Ye stopped the Rakshasa King, who was vomiting blood, near the Sang Family’s forbidden ground.

Sikong Ye sent the Rakshasa King to the ground with a palm. The Rakshasa King fell a few times on the ground, and Little Rakshasa in his arms also rolled out.

“Sang Qiuhan, of all things, you have to refine yourself into a Blood Rakshasa.

If I don’t kill you today…” Sikong Ye didn’t finish his sentence. He and the

Rakshasa King knew very well that if the Rakshasa King didn’t die at Sikong Ye’s hands today, the entire Nether Capital would be destroyed in the hands of the Rakshasa King in the future.

Sikong Ye activated the Longevity Technique and transformed his internal energy into a blade that stabbed fiercely at the Rakshasa King’s heart. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Little Rakshasa pounced over and lay on the

Rakshasa King..