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

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.

"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.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

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.

Sima Zhantian fought more and more bravely, but the two attendants were no ordinary combatants either, their martial techniques varied and strange.

After fifty exchanges, Sima Zhantian was continually pushed back and began to fall into disadvantage, worse still, each attack from the two attendants, tall and short, fat and thin, was not only powerful but also filled with bone-chilling cold.

In just a moment, the temperature in the entire hall had dropped considerably; although it was still late summer, the hall had already become chillingly cold.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyebrows gradually rose.

Xiao Chuanqi snorted, "My Lord, these two seem quite peculiar. Their Inner Strength is not only domineering but also piercingly cold. I reckon Zhantian is struggling to circulate his Qi Force!"

Ye Feng abruptly scoffed, "I didn't expect that these two actually hail from the legendary Xuan Ming Sect!"

"Xuan Ming Sect? They are disciples of the Xuan Ming Sect? Wasn't it said to have been lost in recent times, how could they possibly…" Xiao Chuanqi exclaimed in shock.

Since the Lord had said they were from the Xuan Ming Sect, then it must be true.

Ye Feng declared coldly, "Last century, the Xuan Ming Sect faced a catastrophe, and it was rumored that they had been destroyed. Of course, it was just a rumor; how could ordinary outsiders know the specifics!"

As the Northern Border King, Ye Feng knew far more than the average person, like the real story of the Xuan Ming Sect, far from what the outside rumors claimed.

The Xuan Ming Sect hailed from the Northwest, known for their Xuan Ming Divine Palm as their supreme martial knowledge. Originally, the sect was very famous in the Western Region, until a turn of events last century caused the entire sect to suddenly disappear without a trace.

As for the catastrophe, that was a complicated matter, as it involved the national crises of the last century's wars.

Xiao Chuanqi exclaimed, "Your Majesty, looking at their palm technique and power, so surging and sinister, could it be they have really cultivated the Xuan Ming Divine Palm?"

Ye Feng glanced over and snorted coldly, "To practice the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, one must be a Huajin Master. Those two are not qualified!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Sima Zhan Tian was struck on the shoulder by a palm and immediately staggered backward to the ground.

Seeing this, the expert custodian lunged forward, aiming a palm strike at his forehead. If this strike had landed, Sima Zhan Tian's head would undoubtedly have been crushed.

"Xuan Ming Sect scoundrels, what skill is there in two against one? Let grandpa here give you a lesson!"

With a cold shout from Xiao Chuanqi, he darted out, lashing out with a whip kick that swept towards the tall, thin custodian.

As the First Legion Commander of the Northern Border, Xiao Chuanqi's combat power was naturally far stronger than Sima Zhan Tian's. His whip kick was imposing and powerful, enough to shatter steles and split rocks.

The tall, thin custodian was startled and dared not strike at Sima Zhan Tian again. In mid-motion, he quickly shifted his hand to strike at Xiao Chuanqi's thigh instead.

With a loud bang!

The fierce leg force swept across, sending him flying. Xiao Chuanqi's figure flashed, launching another sweep. The whip kick he practiced was a ferocious and tyrannical technique from ancient martial arts.

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.