Domineering Son-In-Law

"Bang!"    

A world-shaking explosion sounded.    

In a cave on a mountain, countless old men dressed in untidy clothes and as thin as firewood gushed out.    

"Audacious madmen, not only did you sneak into our Zhu Rong Clan's forbidden area, you even dared to destroy it. You are courting death."    

"Hehe!" The instructor sneered and said, "We don't know if we are dead or not, but you Zhu Rong dared to mess with our boss! Today, I must teach you a lesson! All of you, go!"    

The instructor waved his hand, and the thirteen elderly men were split into two, forming a small circle.    

"Everyone, be careful, this is a battle formation, break it as soon as possible. They are trying to drag us down and break it one by one..."    

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man appeared in the crowd. He held a three-foot-long sword in his hand and looked at everyone as he slowly walked towards the old man.    

With every step he took, the young man's aura would overlap. When he arrived in front of the old man, he had already reached his peak.    

The young man slowly raised his head and looked straight at the old man. His eyes were calm.    

"Can you withstand my 36 steps sword?"    

"Haha!" The old man laughed wildly and said, "Little bastard, can you take my 87 years Wind God Kick back?"    

"Try it?"    

Try it, try it! "    

As soon as he said that, the wind around them stopped blowing. The people around them disappeared like a mirage.    

An old man and a young man only had eyes for the opponent in front of them.    

"A fleeting moment!"    

"Wind God Kick, Wind God's Fury!"    

Instant General!    

The strong winds roared, the wind blew, the clouds swept, and the sand and stones flew.    

It was so blurry that one could not see anything.    

But for a moment, in this sandstorm, the light that lit up the starting point was short and small, like the smallest star in the starry sky sea.    

"Hu!"    

The wind blew past, stopping the battle.    

The scene returned to normal. The position where the old man and the scholar stood changed.    

The old man placed his hands behind his back and raised his head to look at the sky. His eyes were filled with surprise.    

"In the end, this world belongs to you young people. I am willing to call you the strongest young man."    

The scholar clenched his hand tightly. There was not a single drop of blood on the sword. It was still as smooth as a mirror.    

"It is cold at the highest point. Who can understand the pain of invincibility?!"    

"Pu!"    

The old man's legs and waist suddenly spurted out a large amount of blood, and he was cut in half.    

The instructor ran to the scholar's side.    

The scholar was waiting for the instructor to praise and praise him, and he maintained his posture.    

It was a pity that the person who came in front of him had indeed struck him in the head.    

"What are you still pretending for? You have been raising your sword for a day and a night. If you still can't kill this old man with one sword strike, your position as a scholar should be given to someone else. Hurry up and help. If there are too many casualties, I will definitely return you to the furnace and rebuild you."    

The scholar rubbed his head in extreme pain. In the entire Netherworld, he was only afraid of two people. One was Lin Xiaoyue, and the other was the instructor.    

The two of them were not stronger than him, and they couldn't even defeat him.    

But it was a pity that both of them liked to fight, and they liked to reason with each other.    

One was unreasonable logic. No matter how reasonable you were, he could make you become unreasonable.    

The other was unreasonable because everything he said was right. You couldn't say it at all.    

"I'll go right now, I'll go right away."    

The scholar didn't hesitate at all and immediately joined the battle. With the addition of the other party, instantly, the pressure on the other party doubled.    

The instructor took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it. He looked at the watch on his wrist and memorized the time.    

This was the base camp of Zhu Rong. This time, they were here to launch a surprise attack, to teach each other a lesson, not to fight. Therefore, time was limited. As long as they could kill a few of them, they would run away as soon as the time was up.    

Ten minutes later.    

A messy sound appeared under the mountain.    

The instructor lowered his head and saw that Zhu Rong's people had already arrived. They were even faster than the time he had booked.    

He put out less than one-third of his cigar and threw it down. Then, he took out four grenades from his waist. With a slight movement of his finger, all four safety bolts were removed.    

"I'll give you a snack in the end. I hope you'll like it!"    

Then, he threw all the grenades in his hand down.    

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!    

Four world-shaking explosions directly killed and injured a large area.    

There were also rolling rocks that fell from the mountain's explosion. It was unknown how many people were smashed to death or injured.    

"Everyone has it, retreat!"    

The instructor gave the order.    

Everyone took out a black iron ball and threw it on the ground.    

With a bang, smoke filled the entire mountain area.    

Seizing the opportunity, the instructor, scholar, and all the members of the assassination team disappeared without a trace.    

By the time Zhu Rong's people arrived, not a single trace of them could be found. Not even a single trace of them could be found.    

"Damn it!"    

The leader of the Zhu Rong Family, the Zhu Rong Family's leader, cursed out. However, no matter how angry he was, he had to suppress his anger at this moment. He had been in seclusion for a long time, and had been standing in front of these half-step Soul Formation elders and family leaders. He lowered his head, not daring to show even the slightest bit of emotion.    

Among the elders, an elderly man, who looked a little similar to the leader of the Zhu Rong Family, walked out.    

His face was incomparably dark. Anyone who was suddenly woken up by a violent shout while in a deep sleep would feel angry in their hearts.    

"Speak! If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, not to mention you are my son, even if it is my father, I will kill you."    

These words showed how angry the old man was.    

The clan head nervously opened his mouth and explained everything in detail to the old man.    

After the old man heard it, he suppressed the anger in his heart. However, his old face was distorted to the point of not being human.    

"In other words, you are just a person. Just because of a stone, and then to offend one of the world's most powerful forces, the Netherworld!"    

"Dad! It's not just a rock, it's the Primitive Royal Jade. It can make my clan stand at the top of the world and become an empire... "    

"Smack!"    

Before the clan head could finish his sentence, the old man threw a slap at him, sending him flying. If it wasn't for the fact that someone was following him, Already down, down, down the hill.    

"Unfilial son! Unfilial son! " Why did I give birth to such an unfilial son? "    

The Family Chief wrapped up all Zhu Rong disciples, kneeling on the ground. At this time, no one dared to anger the elderly man.    

"Have you ever heard the story of Yuan Shu obtaining the jade seal and becoming an emperor during the Three Kingdoms Era? Tell me, what happened to Yuan Shu in the end?"    

"This, this..." The chief stammered and did not dare to speak.    

"Speak!" The old man roared his entire life, giving the tribe leader a fright and directly opened his mouth.    

"Yuan Shu is the emperor. The day after tomorrow, we will all be exhausted. In the end, we will be defeated. We will bring the defeated soldiers to seek refuge with Yuan Shao. On the road of death."    

"It is good that you have ambition, but you have to understand the situation first. In a situation where you don't have absolute strength, the owner of the First Emperor Jade... That is a sin, not a blessing. If I, Zhu Rong, can produce a Semi-God Realm warrior, then I will cooperate with her. Becoming an emperor and establishing an empire is not a dream. But, all of this is based on strength, do you understand? " The old man said with disappointment.    

"Child, child, do you understand?"    

"I actually understand. Do you know what to do next?"    

"This, this, this..."    

The patriarch's voice became softer and softer.    

If this wasn't his own seed, the old man would have wanted to beat him to death. This was simply a disgraceful thing.    

"Go! Expel her mother from the clan and never return to the clan. Furthermore, announce to the various great clans that our Zhu Rong Clan will absolutely not participate in this. However, in the dark, we can be on good terms with each other. We can't provide timely assistance. However, we must make things more beautiful and maintain the distance between the two. Do you understand what we should do now?"    

"I understand!" The clan head knelt down and kowtowed.    

The old man nodded slightly. The anger in his heart was greatly reduced after being released for a while.    

However, looking at the Patriarch who was still kneeling on the ground, the flame that had just become smaller was like a large pile of hay. It was instantly ignited and exploded. With a kick, the Patriarch was sent tumbling down the mountain.    

"Understood! Then you are still kneeling here. Get out of my way and do something!"    

The patriarch, who had been rolling to an unknown place, stopped and felt dizzy. The entire world was spinning. His footsteps became unsteady and he fell to the ground again. He rolled down the mountain.    

The others didn't dare to stay for long. They all turned around and ran down the mountain.    

However, some of them stayed behind to clean up the surroundings, especially the collapsed cave.