My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 575 - 576: Have a Drink Before Hitting the Road!_1

Chapter 575: Chapter 576: Have a Drink Before Hitting the Road!_1

Shi Xingzu could no longer bear to watch.

Shi Xingfan, his cousin, could only be defeated by himself, no one else was allowed, let alone being injured like that.

He suddenly lunged at the Saber God.

However, the Saber God didn’t even deign to give him a proper look, but simply flew up a leg and kicked, breaking Shi Xingzu’s ribs. Shi Xingzu flew out like a kite with its string cut.

Too terrifying, this Saber God!

If that mysterious organization had several, or even more than a dozen people like him, how terrifying would that force be?

Who could stop them?

Xiao Chen?

He truly had his doubts.

Xiao Chen was indeed strong, but he was probably only as strong as a single Saber God.

And within that organization, there were absolutely more than one strong person like the Saber God.

Shi Xingfan had thought he could risk his life to bring the Saber God down with him, but unfortunately, he had overestimated himself.

And he had underestimated the enemy too much.

Perhaps, Shi Family Village was really doomed.

He could only hope that the Shi Family Fist would continue to be passed down.

"Xingzu, it seems we are going to die together. When we get down there, can we stop fighting, eh?"

Shi Xingfan turned to Shi Xingzu and said with a bitter smile.

"Who wants to die with you? We’re not going to die, we definitely won’t! I’ve already contacted the Di Family I serve.

The Di Family is one of the Top Ten Aristocratic Clans, they will definitely send experts to help us."

Shi Xingzu said, "Hold on, don’t die!"

"They won’t come, don’t get your hopes up."

The Saber God said with a faint smile, "I know the temperament of the Aristocratic Clans the best. They absolutely will not do things that don’t benefit themselves.

A master capable of annihilating Shi Family Village, even if they could deal with him, they definitely wouldn’t make a move, because it’s pointless.

In their eyes, you’re nothing but a dog. Do you really expect them to risk their lives to save you? People of Shi Family Village, you’re truly naive!

Alright, enough talk, time to send you on your way."

The Saber God sheathed his saber.

Against two seriously wounded men, he really didn’t need to draw his weapon.

"You guys don’t need to be sad, isn’t there still a Shi Wudi? Once the world we create takes shape, Shi Wudi can still establish a new Shi Family Village, so you don’t need to worry."

The Saber God was getting closer to Shi Xingfan and Shi Xingzu.

The sense of danger grew stronger.

Elsewhere, without Shi Xingzu’s help, the people of Shi Family Village once again fell into crisis.

Despair spread among the crowd. Is heaven really going to destroy Shi Family Village?

"You dare lay a hand on my people?"

Just then, an icy voice came from the darkness.

At some point, a car had appeared there.

In the midst of the great battle, everyone had neglected their surroundings.

Two people got out of the car.

One was Xiao Chen, the other Jun Moxie.

The speaker was Xiao Chen.

The Saber God stood there, feeling a tremendous threat from the speaker; for the first time, he felt the breath of death.

"Who are you?"

The Saber God asked.

"You don’t need to know, for you are going to die today regardless."

Xiao Chen said coldly, "Mo Xie, go and kill those two men."

He waved his hand, and Jun Moxie turned into a blur as he pounced toward the Saber God’s two subordinates.

Bang! Snap!

The masked men, who had made the people of Shi Family Village suffer greatly and killed quite a few of them, were no match for Jun Moxie’s attack.

The Saber God frowned.

He looked at Jun Moxie, realizing that the dangerous aura didn’t come from the speaker, but from this person.

Jun Moxie was the most terrifying threat.

"Hmph, King Yama won’t let you live past three, hoping to see the dawn at five? Today, no one can save you, no one can save Shi Family Village!"

The Saber God suddenly attacked again, swinging his blade toward Shi Xingfan’s throat.

If that blow landed, Shi Xingfan would surely die.

Clang!

Just as the saber was about to strike, Jun Moxie’s fist smashed against the side of the blade.

The saber deviated from its course and chopped into the ground.

A terrifying gash a foot long appeared on the ground.

The Saber God stepped back, warily watching Jun Moxie.

Anyone who could deflect his attack was definitely a true martial artist, surely surpassing the existence of a Vigor at the tenth level.

"With just you, you can’t save him!"

The Saber God struck with his saber once more.

He could feel that Jun Moxie’s strength was somewhat weaker than Li Yulong’s.

Although much stronger than Shi Xingfan, he was definitely not his match.

Bang bang bang bang!

With successive collisions, Jun Moxie blocked all of the Saber God’s attacks.

Moreover, it was the saber-wielding Saber God.

Everyone from Shi Family Village was dumbstruck.

The scene was just too shocking.

In front of the Saber God, Shi Xingfan was simply unable to withstand a single blow.

Yet this Jun Moxie managed to block the other’s dozen consecutive attacks in a succession.

Even if he was on the losing end, he did not retreat, staunchly protecting Shi Xingfan.

Jun Moxie was equally shocked; the opponent’s strength was too dreadful, his arms so sore that he felt his tiger’s mouths were split open.

This guy was obviously much stronger than Li Yulong.

"Mo Xie, step back. You’re no match for him."

Xiao Chen walked over calmly, "Use the healing medicine and injections I brought for them first."

"Yes!"

Jun Moxie bowed and stepped back, took the medicine box from the car, and began treating everyone.

Bandaging, medicating, tetanus injections.

"Mr. Xiao, can he do it?"

Shi Xingfan was somewhat worried.

"What do you think of me?"

Jun Moxie smiled.

"Very strong!"

Shi Xingfan said.

"In front of the boss, I’m just a child."

Jun Moxie said, "So, you don’t have to worry. Just watch closely."

Xiao Chen stood there, took out a cigar he got from Wu Kun, lit it, and started smoking.

"Would you like one as well?"

He offered a cigar to the Saber God, "This is good stuff."

The Saber God coldly sized him up, was this guy looking down on him?

He was holding a saber, and yet the other man was actually holding a cigar!

"I don’t smoke."

The Saber God shook his head.

"That’s a pity. However, I suggest you smoke one. There’s also a jug of liquor here, Moutai, from Patriarch Ding’s collection. Take a drink, it’ll make your journey easier."

Xiao Chen said indifferently, "If you want to eat something, I can have the people from Shi Family Village make it for you.

For the illustrious Saber God to become a starving ghost, that would be my fault."

What’s up with this guy?

The Saber God was increasingly puzzled.

This Xiao Chen, looking no more than thirty, what courage he had to act so arrogantly and uncontrollably before him.

"I won’t drink, nor will I eat! It won’t be me who dies today!"

The Saber God said coldly.

"When I say drink, just drink. Stop fussing."

Suddenly, Xiao Chen moved.

The Saber God just thought of reacting, but before he could do anything, he suddenly felt his arms clamped down.

And it was by the other’s single hand, clamped down firmly.

"Drink!"

Xiao Chen poured liquor directly into the Saber God’s mouth.

Shi Xingfan and others watched with their mouths agape.

This, surely, couldn’t be a dream.

Was the Saber God still the Saber God?

The Saber God who seemed like the god of death incarnate just moments before, why was he so powerless in front of Xiao Chen?