My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1106 - 1107: The Death of Shi Fo

Chapter 1106: Chapter 1107: The Death of Shi Fo

"Old Chen, you wanted to help, but they just wouldn’t give you the face, would they?"

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Enough, I’ll leave everything to Mr. Xiao. I’m done with this matter."

Chen Yigeng no longer wanted to deal with this mess. He didn’t want Shangguan Feihong to be driven to a dead end, but to no avail.

Fine, let’s just say he wasted his breath.

After speaking, Chen Yigeng turned and walked to the side.

Xiao Chen beckoned to Shangguan Feihong with a gesture, "Come on then, use whatever tricks you’ve got. I’ve got time to kill, and you all make the perfect targets."

"Attack!"

Shangguan Feihong waved his hand.

Four men charged out.

These four were all eighth-rank Great Grandmasters.

Although not as powerful as Zuo Long and You Hu, together they were enough to kill any one of them.

Zuo Long and You Hu stood in front of Xiao Chen. Each of them taking on these four might not be possible to win, but together, these four were nothing to them.

Boom boom!

It took just two punches, and those four were sent flying, collapsing to the ground, coughing up blood, their faces pale.

"Zuo Long, You Hu, what are you doing!"

Zheng Wei was stunned. He thought Zuo Long and You Hu had surrendered only temporarily and would definitely betray Xiao Chen at the critical moment. To his surprise, they were actually loyal to Xiao Chen.

"It’s not what we’re doing, we’re now Mr. Xiao’s men."

Zuo Long said coldly.

"That’s right, if anyone wants to take on Mr. Xiao, they’ll have to get through us first."

You Hu also shouted.

"How much did he pay you? We’ll double it."

Shangguan Feihong frowned.

"Sorry, Mr. Xiao didn’t pay us, and he won’t spend a hundred million a year to maintain us, but serving him is our utmost honor."

Zuo Long said indifferently.

"Ridiculous scum, biting the hand that feeds you."

Shangguan Feihong ground his teeth; these two were really too despicable.

Was this meant to humiliate their Shangguan Noble Clan? Without any payment, these two were loyal to Xiao Chen, but they didn’t care at all about their money.

"Shi Fo, kill them."

Shangguan Feihong was furious.

"Understood."

Shi Fo smiled, then suddenly sprung into action.

In that instant, he unleashed a terrifying murderous aura.

Zuo Long and You Hu didn’t even see how Shi Fo had moved before being blasted away, several of their ribs broken.

Too powerful.

They were both ninth-rank Great Grandmasters.

Yet Shi Fo had easily severely injured them.

"Hmph, this is the fate of traitors, kill them."

Zheng Wei said coldly.

"My men, you dare to strike?"

Xiao Chen said coldly. A figure suddenly burst forth, aiming for Shi Fo.

Shi Fo was about to finish off Zuo Long and You Hu when he sensed the danger and hurriedly dodged.

But his opponent was like a shadow, closing in on him relentlessly.

Shi Fo was forced to retreat repeatedly.

"Who are you?"

When the attacker stopped, Shi Fo had been pushed back next to Shangguan Feihong.

He looked at the youth, who appeared to be in his early twenties, much younger than Xiao Chen.

With a smart short haircut and wearing a tight training suit, his body seemed filled with explosive power.

"Xiao Chujiang, why are you here?"

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Boss, didn’t you say they were mine? Can you let me handle them?"

Chu Jiang King said.

"Alright then, it’s yours. Finish the fight in thirty seconds, or else I’ll step in."

Xiao Chen said smiling.

"Yes!"

The next second, Chu Jiang King moved again, pouncing towards Shi Fo.

Shi Fo desperately defended, but found that no matter how fast or strong he was, his opponent seemed to overpower him.

Violent force bombarded him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Who are you?"

Shi Fo was frightened.

But Chu Jiang King only showed a smile.

"Defeat!"

Chu Jiang King’s icy voice rang out.

With a single hand blade, he pierced through Shi Fo’s chest, blood gushing out. Shi Fo collapsed with a boom, his eyes clouding over in delirium.

He was clearly not going to live.

King Chu Jiang didn’t even spare him a glance as he plunged back into the crowd.

In just over twenty seconds.

Shangguan Feihong and the hundred great grandmasters brought by the thirty-five aristocratic clans of Chaoyang City all lay on the ground.

The most miserable was Shi Fo.

Everyone else was also gravely injured.

Panic painted every face.

"Shangguan Feihong, now, do you still think you can kill me?"

Xiao Chen laughed.

"Who exactly are you? Can you at least let me die with some understanding?"

Shangguan Feihong’s despair was imaginable.

Shi Fo was his greatest support, yet now, Shi Fo was dead.

His biggest backing was gone.

What he faced next was the judgment of others.

He had completely lost the initiative.

"Xiao Chujiang, tell him who you are," Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Pavilion of Yama, King Chu Jiang among the Ten Kings of Yama!"

Hearing this title, Shangguan Feihong’s legs went soft, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

Neither the aristocratic clans nor the eight major sects wished to provoke the Pavilion of Yama.

Yet today, they had encountered King Chu Jiang.

"Pavilion of Yama, King Qin Guang among the Ten Kings of Yama!"

Another voice sounded.

The others had all emerged.

"Pavilion of Yama, King Songdi among the Ten Kings of Yama!"

"Pavilion of Yama, King Wuguan among the Ten Kings of Yama!!"

As those resounding titles were called out, Shangguan Feihong felt as if he were struck by lightning.

He was numb all over.

And the others were so shocked they couldn’t even speak.

All Ten Kings of Yama had arrived.

If King Chu Jiang had not shown his hand, they might not have believed it.

But after King Chu Jiang had effortlessly slain Shi Fo, Shangguan Feihong knew that it wasn’t fake, everything was real.

What is this situation? All Ten Kings of Yama gathered, who exactly is this Xiao Chen?

Shangguan Feihong, relying on Shi Fo, could defy the eight major sects.

But he couldn’t possibly defy the Pavilion of Yama.

He couldn’t possibly defy the Kings of Yama.

Thump!

Shangguan Feihong knelt down; he couldn’t not kneel. Even if he couldn’t escape death today, he didn’t want his kin to suffer the consequences.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

The heads of the thirty-five family clans of Chaoyang City knelt one after another.

What a joke, even the head of the Shangguan Family, one of the top ten aristocratic clans, knelt, what could they do?

At this moment, even if they didn’t want to kneel, it was no longer up to them; their legs shook so violently they couldn’t stand.

Their inner fear had taken complete control of their bodies.

Damn Langpu Group, of all the people to provoke, you had to provoke these individuals.

If this were overseas, it might be fine, but in Dragon Country, who would dare provoke these people?

Xiao Chen’s identity was already becoming apparent.

Indeed, he had no connection to the Ye Family.

Nor to the Zhou Family, let alone the Duanmu Family.

He was himself; his background was himself.

From under everyone’s feet a chill ascended straight to the depths of their souls.

Their entire bodies were cold.

King Yama War God!

The world’s number one war god!

He established ten years of peace in Dragon Country with a pair of Iron Fists.

This was too terrifying!

Aside from that King Yama War God, no one could command all Ten Kings of Yama at once.

Shangguan Feihong understood everything instantly.

The various events that had taken place in Xiongcheng City all came rushing before his eyes; he had seen the reports but never understood who directed those events.

But now, he understood.