Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 110 Xuan Ming Sect, Xuan Ming Divine Palm!

as ye feng's killing word fell, the three behind him moved, pouncing forward like tigers descending the mountain.

xiao chuanqi soared to the side of the hall, swiftly dealt with the two murong family guards holding hong qingyan, and then brought qingyan to ye feng's side.

"my lord, the mistress is unharmed!"

ye feng nodded slightly and then looked up at hong qingyan, relieved to find that although she was a little frightened, she was not seriously hurt.

at this moment, sima zhantian was already facing off against murong hai, and the martial alliance hall erupted with the whistling sound of fistwinds.

with just two moves, sima zhantian pressured his opponent into continuous retreat, almost powerless to counterattack.

after all, sima zhantian was a huajin grandmaster, and having battled on the fields for many years, his horizontal refinement kung fu was exceptional, especially when compared to a grandmaster like murong hai.

with a bang, murong hai suffered a blow to the chest and was sent flying by a punch.

"die!" sima zhantian surged forward, seizing the advantage.

"hmph, do you truly think we do not exist?"

the two murong family attendants let out a cold snort and, soaring high like great eagles spreading their wings, attacked sima zhantian from both sides.nôv(el)b\\jnn

"nothing but a bunch of rats, get out of my way!" roared sima zhantian with murderous intent, throwing out two punches in rapid succession.

however, those two murong family attendants were not ordinary figures, they not only caught sima zhantian's punches but even managed to push him back a step. read exclusive content at empire

"to think you two rats actually have some ability!"

unfazed and growing ever more fierce, sima zhantian lunged out again, engaging in intense combat with the two, differing in height and build.

meanwhile, seventeen was dealing with a few of the murong family attendants. though only a master of inner force, seventeen easily overcame these attendant guards, and in the blink of an eye, had laid several of them on the ground.

as for the martial alliance's experts, they did not dare to make a move at this point.

throughout this period, ye feng sat immobile in his wheelchair in the center of the hall, appearing as unshakable as a rock, not lifting a finger.

of course, to outsiders, he just looked like a cripple with broken legs, with no martial prowess of his own, wholly reliant on his three attendant guards.

yet, what they did not know was that ye feng's lack of action stemmed from disdain; such riffraff were not worthy of his effort!

xiao chuanqi stood at ye feng's side, guarding his lord and mistress against any unforeseen threats.

now with one opponent less, the pressure on sima zhan tian greatly diminished, and he launched a counterattack in an instant, soon having the shorter, plumper custodian completely suppressed.

the tide of battle instantly turned. the two murong family custodians were beaten back repeatedly, and eventually, they were nearly powerless to fight back.

"damn it, where did these experts come from? to think that we brothers would..."

"these two are too formidable. if we keep entangled with them, we are bound to meet our end here. let's go..."

with a joint shout, they suddenly launched a palm strike, and the center of their palms burst into dazzling white light. it was the xuan ming true qi, extremely cold and chilling.

neither sima zhan tian nor xiao chuanqi dared to take it head-on and had to swiftly dodge out of the way.

during this brief moment of action, the two xuan ming sect disciples had already soared away, eyeing the rear exit for their escape.

xiao chuanqi and his companion hurriedly gave chase, but it was obvious they were one step behind.

ye feng's gaze sharpened. resting his right hand on his thigh, he suddenly flicked his fingers, shooting out two qi blades like arrows, aiming at the backs of the xuan ming pair.

"ah..."

accompanied by two screams, the xuan ming pair fell forward onto the ground, their backs pierced through, with blood gushing out—evidence of severe injury.

by the time xiao chuanqi and his companion arrived, they smote down with their palms, directly finishing off the so-called murong family custodians.

murong hai, lying on the ground, turned deathly pale at this sight. his whole body seemed to have lost its spine and he collapsed weakly to the floor.

"ye feng, mr. ye, i am the head of the murong family, and the king of east river is my father. you can't kill me, you really can't! if you kill me, my father, the king of east river, he will not let this go!"

while sobbing painfully, murong hai tried to crawl away.

"the one to die is you. rest assured, your entire east river family will soon be reunited down below!" as sima zhan tian pounced over, he directly snapped his throat.

at this moment, representatives of several large families from the southern river region jiangnan, like cui hao, had been frightened out of their wits, trembling with fear. some had even wet themselves from sheer terror.

thud...

cui hao knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "mr. ye, i was wrong. i acknowledge my mistake. we shouldn't have been treacherous, but i swear, this was the last time. i won't dare again, please have mercy and spare me one more time!"

ye feng simply couldn't be bothered to look at them anymore. they had already been given a chance, but now, they had clearly touched the northern border sovereign's raw nerve.

"kill them, leave none alive!"

after he spoke, ye feng slowly turned his wheelchair, grasping hong qingyan's hand as they slowly made their way out of the hall.