The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

A ball of fury rose in Ye Feng's heart, burning fiercely. At this moment, Ye Feng reached his limit of tolerance towards the Sword Saint Commander. To Ye Feng's eyes, the Sword Saint Commander was nothing more than a jumping clown.

Yet now, himself, the War God of Dragon Country, was repeatedly being toyed with by such a clown.

How could Ye Feng not be furious? How could Ye Feng not be outraged?

Himself, as the War God of Dragon Country, was not someone to be trifled with by such riffraff. Ye Feng's rage instantly soared to its peak.

Meanwhile, the Storm Envoy was feeling incredibly excited for having pierced through Ye Feng's chest.

The Storm Envoy had not noticed Ye Feng's expression at all.

The Sword Emperor Commander glared at the Sword Saint Commander and bellowed angrily, "Sword Saint, what the hell are you doing?"

With a sleazy look on his face, the Sword Saint Commander said, "Big brother Sword Emperor, I was outside Martial Arts Square, what I do is my own business, isn't it? I didn't interfere with the fight, and I haven't hurt anyone. Besides, how could Ye Feng get distracted during a battle? Losing focus in battle is a grave mistake; I was simply teaching him a lesson!"

The Sword Saint Commander acted as if he had done something reasonable, his shamelessness reaching the ultimate extreme.

Upon hearing the Sword Saint Commander's words, the Sword Emperor Commander furrowed his brows. Despite his tolerance towards the Sword Saint Commander, what the Sword Saint Commander said wasn't wrong—he was indeed standing outside of Martial Arts Square, even though he had condensed a Sword Qi.

But the Sword Saint Commander did not interfere with Ye Feng and others' battle, and had not harmed anyone.

It was indeed Ye Feng who had become distracted...

"Do you admit defeat, Ye Feng?" the Storm Envoy, having run Ye Feng through with his sword and thinking him severely injured, asked.

However, Ye Feng did not even give the Storm Envoy a glance, slowly lifting his head instead.

In that instant, when the Storm Envoy met Ye Feng's gaze, his body shook.

The Storm Envoy saw Ye Feng's terrifying gaze, which was like an unfathomably deep, cold pool, filled with endless intent to kill, pure to the extreme.

That look made the Storm Envoy shiver, feeling goosebumps all over.

Ye Feng looked up at the Sword Saint Commander, who stood at the edge of the Martial Arts Square's Void, and asked, "Sword Saint, are you seeking death?"

Ye Feng's voice, gloomy to the extreme, swept through the crowd like a chilling current, instantly permeating the entire scene.

Everyone felt as if the temperature at Martial Arts Square had suddenly dropped dozens of degrees.

Seeing Ye Feng questioning him, the Sword Saint Commander wore a look of disdain and said indifferently, "Ye Feng, what do you mean? You got distracted during the fight, what does that have to do with me? If you're to blame, it's your own lack of experience!"

After hearing the Sword Saint Commander's words, Ye Feng's face grew even more grim, as if it was going to drip water, and his words weighed down with a heavier tone, "I'm asking you, looking for death?"

Ye Feng's question this time hit everyone like invisible hammers, each word inflicting a heavy blow on their chests, filled with a suffocating pressure that caused a painful sensation.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the Sword Saint Commander also became angry. As one of the top four Commanders of Luoying, how could he easily let Ye Feng provoke him in front of so many people?

"You mongrel, what do you think you are? Being too generous, aren't I? You think you're someone now, wanting to kill me? You're not even qualified!" The Sword Saint Commander roared loudly.

"Then I shall grant you death!" Ye Feng bellowed furiously, his terrifying sound waves exploding like a nuclear bomb within the Martial Arts Square. At this moment, Ye Feng no longer concealed his strength, immediately elevating his aura to its pinnacle. Ye Feng's hands struck directly towards the Storm Envoy's longsword.

"Clang~~~" A huge noise resounded, and in an instant, the Storm Envoy's longsword was shattered by Ye Feng's hands.

"What!" Shock filled the Storm Envoy's eyes, his pupils dilated, and his expression was greatly exaggerated.

Ye Feng's body shook, and then he slapped out, the Space Realm unleashed, and the Storm Envoy tried to dodge.

However, Ye Feng's Space Realm caused a momentary pause in the space itself, and the Storm Envoy felt his body momentarily halt with it. Ye Feng's palm then heavily struck the Storm Envoy's body.

"Bang!" In that moment, the terrifying force of the palm struck the Storm Envoy's body.

The Storm Envoy couldn't react in time and was directly sent flying by Ye Feng's palm, crashing heavily beneath the Life and Death Platform.

Falling beneath the Life and Death Platform signified that the Storm Envoy had lost the duel.

Just in that instant, the Storm Envoy hadn't even recovered when he was already defeated by Ye Feng.

"How is this possible!" Turmoil surged in the heart of the Storm Envoy, confirming his previous thoughts were correct; indeed, earlier in the battle with Ye Feng, he hadn't displayed his full strength.

Upon seeing the Storm Envoy being struck down by Ye Feng, the Sword Saint Commander erupted into an angry roar: "Bastard, you dare to attack the Storm Envoy, you're looking for death!"

"You're the one seeking death!"

The Sword Saint Commander's words had barely faded when Ye Feng let out a furious roar.

"Bang!"

As soon as Ye Feng spoke, he took a step forward, his feet wrapped with True Essence, coiling like springs.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a crater of several meters in diameter appeared instantaneously beneath Ye Feng's feet.

And the Life and Death Platform also bore the brunt of Ye Feng's foot, showing a series of shocking, massive cracks.

"Swish!" In an instant, Ye Feng shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for the Sword Saint Commander suspended in the void.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Ye Feng moved with extreme speed, shattering layer upon layer of the Sound Barrier, the air exploding with his passage.

A thick intent to kill emanated from Ye Feng's eyes, which were bloodshot. Lifting his fist, he hammered it towards the Sword Saint Commander.

As Ye Feng's punch released, True Essence burst out, his clothes billowing and violently trembling.

All 108 of Ye Feng's meridian channels swelled, furiously drawing True Essence into his Qi Sea. With True Essence surging, it instantly condensed on Ye Feng's fist, his fist drawn back like a fully drawn bow.

The terrifying burst of energy, like a torrential tsunami, swept over the Sword Saint Commander, whose eyes revealed a look of disdain.