The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 165 - 163: Consecutive Kills

Chapter 165: Chapter 163: Consecutive Kills

"Ah! What the hell is that?" Fu Kun screamed in horror when he collided with it—it was a head.

The head, with its green face and sharp teeth, was utterly fierce and emitted a terrifying force that made Fu Kun’s skin crawl.

"Golden Armored Poison Corpse!" Having recognized the head, Cha Fu couldn’t help but shout out in shock, his face full of surprise.

"This is the head of the Golden Armored Poison Corpse!" Even Fu Ke couldn’t help but shout out in shock.

As leaders of the Black and White Miao Clan, they naturally knew about the Golden Armored Poison Corpse and immediately identified it as such, stirring a tempest of shock in their hearts.

The Golden Armored Poison Corpse, like an invincible monster, had haunted the Miao people of the Black and White Miao Clan for hundreds of years, and now its head had been severed, and it was actually dead—who would believe this?

But they had to admit, this was indeed the head of the Golden Armored Poison Corpse.

"Dad!" In the darkness, two figures appeared, a man and a woman—it was Ye Feng and Little Ai.

Ye Feng slowly walked towards Cha Fu, then arrived by his side and raised his hand, gently patting Cha Fu’s body, causing the bullet inside him to be directly shaken out.

"Ye Feng, thank you, you’ve saved me once again," Cha Fu said, looking at Ye Feng gratefully.

"It’s nothing." Ye Feng replied faintly, as if he had done something very ordinary, not worthy of praise at all, completely unconcerned.

Looking at the head of the Golden Armored Poison Corpse on the ground, the people of the Black Miao Clan were stunned.

Cha Fu felt a bout of dry mouth, looking at Ye Feng he asked, "Ye Feng, what happened to the Golden Armored Poison Corpse?"

"Dead..." Ye Feng uttered the two words lightly.

"What!" At that moment, a surge of disbelief swept through the hearts of everyone present. They couldn’t believe the Golden Armored Poison Corpse was truly dead, and they found it utterly unimaginable.

"What about Fu Shen?" Cha Fu swallowed and continued to inquire.

"Dead..." Still those two words, delivered lightly, without any fluctuation in emotion from Ye Feng.

"Impossible!" Suddenly, Fu Kun burst out, unable to accept the death of his brother, who he had worshipped since childhood, a genius of the clan expected to lead the Black Miao to the peak. Fu Kun absolutely refused to believe Ye Feng’s words.

Fu Kun glared at Ye Feng: "Bullshit! You’re lying, how could my brother be dead! Tell me, where is my brother? What exactly happened to him!"

Ye Feng ignored Fu Shen and instead looked at the Miao youth who had been hit in the thigh earlier. He shook the bullet out of the Miao youth’s thigh, then took out a silver needle, preparing to stop the bleeding.

Though Ye Feng was the War God of Dragon Country, he was also a healer, and if he allowed this youth to keep bleeding, he would surely bleed to death.

Seeing that Ye Feng was ignoring him, Fu Kun became even more frantic.

"Tell me, what exactly happened to my brother? Answer me, if you don’t respond, I’ll kill you!" Fu Kun roared, "Answer me, if you don’t speak now, I’ll kill everyone here..."

"With a ’pop’!" Ye Feng flicked his finger, and in an instant, a True Essence Qi Bomb shot out, piercing the night sky.

Fu Kun hadn’t even finished speaking when a Qi Bomb pierced through his brow, blood flowing freely.

"You’re dead, now you can reunite with him..." Ye Feng said indifferently, not even sparing Fu Kun a glance as he continued treating the young man from the White Miao Clan.

"Bang~~" Shock and despair filled Fu Kun’s eyes as his body softened and he fell to the ground, dead.

...

The crowd fell into silence, terrified as they watched Ye Feng, unable to believe he was so powerful.

No matter how you looked at it, Fu Kun was a late-stage Inner Strength master and also knew witchcraft.

Yet, Ye Feng didn’t even glance at Fu Kun, merely flicked his finger, and Fu Kun was dead.

"Kun’er! Kun’er!" At that moment, Fu Ke suddenly went mad, realizing his son had been killed. Fu Ke screamed in agony, "Kun’er! You actually killed my son, I want you all to die with him, I want all the people of the White Miao Clan to die..."

"Pfft~~" Another True Essence Qi Bomb flew, blood spraying.

A bloody hole appeared on Fu Ke’s forehead, blood flowing out, his face filled with despair as it all happened too fast for him to react.

"Thud," with a face still marked by anger, Fu Ke fell, lifeless.

The people of the Black Miao Clan watched Ye Feng in horror, his displayed power was too overwhelming; even though they all had rifles, none had the courage to confront Ye Feng.

"Enough noise..." Ye Feng said with disdain, then turned around, the young man from the White Miao Clan’s bleeding had also been stopped.

"In thirty breaths, disappear or die..." Ye Feng stated flatly.

That calm tone was like the death knell from the Death God himself, instilling immense fear.

Just then, one of the Black Miao people stood out, eyes blood-red, bellowing, "Scum, you killed our Clan Leader, I want you to..."

"Pfft!" In the blink of an eye, the Black Miao man had a bloody hole in his forehead, his words cut short as he fell...

"Seeking death!"

"Pff, pff, pff~~" Enraged, three Black Miao people stepped forward, barely uttering two words when three bloody holes appeared on their foreheads, falling simultaneously almost immediately.

...

The hostility of the Black Miao people was instantly dissipated, a chill running down their spines, completely losing the courage to face Ye Feng.

"Not leaving?" Ye Feng asked lightly.

"Leave!" An older member of the Black Miao Clan yelled in terror, leading the group to quickly flee, and soon, those Black Miao people disappeared without a trace, the dead bodies also carried away.

Seeing this, Cha Fu and others were utterly shocked. They never expected the previously calm Ye Feng, who seemed harmless, to act so decisively and fiercely.

Also, Cha Fu knew that from now on, the Black Miao people would not dare to harass the White Miao Clan anymore. Without Fu Kun, they were like poisonous snakes without fangs, no longer a threat.

Everyone was deeply subdued by Ye Feng’s power, able to save lives with a raise of his hand, or take them away with a wave, such a formidable being, what reason did they have not to believe that Ye Feng had killed the Golden Armored Poison Corpse.