The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 556 - 565: Instant Kill

Chapter 556: Chapter 565: Instant Kill

Eighth Elder also had a look of disdain on his face as he coldly stared at Ye Feng, "Boy, I’m very angry right now. If you kneel and beg for mercy immediately, I might consider sparing your life for the time being, otherwise, you will die here today!"

However, Ye Feng’s expression remained calm, but the calmer he appeared, the angrier he felt inside.

"I’ll ask you one last time, who gave you the audacity to cause trouble in my Southern Border?" Ye Feng slowly spoke.

The hot-tempered Legendary fighter trembled with rage as he saw Ye Feng’s arrogance.

Shangguan Qianqian also yelled, "Eighth Elder, stop wasting words with him. Go catch him and kill this trash!"

Just at that moment, the hot-tempered Legendary elder angrily said, "Damn it, I’ll go and chop off this bastard’s arms right now, let him..."

"Ptui!" However, at that very moment, before the hot-tempered elder could finish speaking, a True Essence Wind Blade, tearing through the Void and distorting space, flew past him in the blink of an eye.

Instantly, blood splattered as the arms of the hot-tempered elder were severed by the True Essence Wind Blade, throwing an arm high into the air.

"Ah~~" A painful scream echoed through the Void as the hot-tempered Legendary elder howled in agony, "My arm, my arm!"

Eighth Elder and Shangguan Qianqian were both stunned, their faces pale with fright, for they had not seen when the True Essence Wind Blade had been unleashed or when it had chopped off the arm of the hot-tempered elder.

Even the strongest among them, the Eighth Elder, a Legendary Middle Stage Martial King, had not seen it.

"Who! Who made that move, come out! Got the guts to appear, don’t have the guts to reveal yourself?" Eighth Elder roared loudly.

"Didn’t I just arrive?" That calm voice, unruffled, echoed once again in everyone’s ears.

"What!" In an instant, Eighth Elder and Shangguan Qianqian’s faces turned pale with fear, their eyes filled with terror, their bodies trembling, for they had completely failed to see when Ye Feng had appeared.

At that moment, Ye Feng was standing right in their midst!

Ye Feng had been on the opposite mountain top just a moment ago, yet now he appeared among them like a ghostly figure, suddenly materializing, which left them utterly shocked and astonished.

"Playing tricks like a specter, kill him!" The two Legendary Early Stage protectors shouted, almost simultaneously lunging at Ye Feng with a punch, unleashing the Power Realm instantly. They gathered strength in their arms which swelled as if they had instantly grown bigger, the terrifying power climbing higher and higher.

Their thick arms directly shattered their clothes, and the two Legendary Early Stage fighters, almost at the same time, smashed their fists towards Ye Feng, the punch wind exploding into columns of air, the powerful wind pressure impacting Ye Feng’s body.

Ye Feng’s heart pounded furiously, but his face remained perfectly calm as he raised his hand.

"Whoosh!" Ye Feng swiftly swung his arm, which transformed into a supremely sharp sword, unleashing a fierce Sword Qi that crossed the distance between spaces in an instant.

"Splat—" Blood sprayed as the fists of the two Legendary early-stage powerhouses had not even managed to touch Ye Feng.

Ye Feng’s arm, like a sharp sword, directly slit both men’s throats, with True Essence forming the blade.

With ease, he severed the heads of the two Legendary early-stage powerhouses. Their heads flew high into the air and rolled down the mountain cliff; both powerhouses were thus effortlessly annihilated in seconds.

"How is this possible!" The Eighth Elder and Shangguan Qianqian screamed in shock, their faces filled with horror.

These were two Legendary early-stage Martial King powerhouses, yet they didn’t even have a chance to retaliate and were effortlessly defeated by Ye Feng. How could they believe this, how could they even imagine it? Their eyes were filled with shock and panic.

The Eighth Elder tried desperately to contain the fear in his heart. Watching Ye Feng kill the two Legendary powerhouses, anger replaced his fear, and, with a furious roar, he bellowed, "You little beast, you’re courting death!"

The Eighth Elder instantly raised his right hand, with True Essence swirling around it, forming a hand blade that he thrust fiercely at Ye Feng.

"Pfft!" However, the Eighth Elder’s hand blade hadn’t even touched Ye Feng before Ye Feng grabbed him by the neck as if lifting a small chicken, leaving the Eighth Elder with no power to resist, feeling as if he was about to be strangled, his neck almost crushed by Ye Feng’s grip.

Shangguan Qianqian’s whole body trembled, her complexion turning extremely pale. She had never dreamed that Ye Feng would be so powerful. Considering Ye Feng was about her age and among the Shangguan family, where she was considered one of the few exceptional talents, she now seemed nothing compared to Ye Feng.

Legendary early-stage and mid-stage Martial King powerhouses stood no chance against Ye Feng, easily defeated by his hand. How could Shangguan Qianqian accept or believe this?

A terrifying murderous intent erupted from Ye Feng, like a peerless Killing God, instilling an overwhelming fear in Shangguan Qianqian, leaving her speechless, knowing Ye Feng was about to kill the Eighth Elder.

"Don’t... don’t kill me..." The Eighth Elder begged in terror, never having imagined things would escalate to this point. He had originally planned to easily take Shangguan Qianqian away and safely return to the Shangguan family.

But they hadn’t even left the boundaries of the Southern Border when Ye Feng intercepted them. Now, they couldn’t even think of returning, as even their lives were at risk here.

Terrified, Shangguan Qianqian watched Ye Feng and finally managed to threaten feebly, "Ye Feng, you... you... you can’t kill the Eighth Elder. Our Shangguan Family Patriarch is a Legendary Great Perfection powerhouse. If you kill the Eighth Elder, the Patriarch will surely..."

"Crack—" However, before Shangguan Qianqian could finish her words, Ye Feng had already snapped the Eighth Elder’s neck.

A legendary Martial King powerhouse of the mid-stage, reduced to nothing in front of Ye Feng, without even a chance to resist, so easily slain.

Those present, including the fiery old man whose arm had been severed by Ye Feng, and Shangguan Qianqian, were all dumbfounded.