The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Boom! Boom! Boom! The air kept exploding, and that terrifying fist shattered the void as it relentlessly landed on Ye Feng. Ye Feng swiftly used his arms to withstand the attacks from the Young Second God.

The onlookers were stunned. No one had expected Ye Feng to be so formidable.

One must understand that the Young Second God was a strong figure in the Divine Realm. Yet Ye Feng managed to withstand so long without being defeated by him.

The Young Second God felt deeply humiliated and yelled loudly, "You worthless bastard, die for me!"

Ye Feng's face was incredibly gloomy, feeling utterly suffocated. At this moment, Ye Feng was merely pretending to be weak.

Otherwise, with Ye Feng's current strength, the Young Second God would not be able to easily dismiss Ye Feng. Ye Feng could defeat him in minutes, maybe even kill him in ten moves.

But now, Ye Feng couldn't do that because he knew it wasn't the time to tear off the mask yet.

Ye Feng chose concealment, because if his strength was exposed, the other three Second Gods might develop killing intent towards him. Therefore, he must endure for now.

Ye Feng looked coldly at the Young Second God, "Have you had enough of your tantrum? With a child-like temper, how can you manage Luoying? Can someone like you even qualify for Luoying's leadership?"

Upon hearing this, the Young Second God was directly enraged: "I'm not qualified? Are you? I'm stronger, my fists are harder, so I'm qualified!"

The Young Second God almost roared, instantly boosting his aura to the maximum.

"Die for me!" The Young Second God shouted angrily. In that instant, it was as if everything plunged into darkness, disappearing, even his aura vanished, leaving Ye Feng momentarily unable to sense him.

"Swish!" Suddenly, the Young Second God reappeared in front of Ye Feng. However, it wasn't just his sudden appearance, but his fist appeared out of nowhere, catching Ye Feng off guard.

"Bang!" A punch heavily slammed into Ye Feng's abdomen. Then, the Young Second God emerged, his fist deeply embedded in Ye Feng's stomach.

This time, even Ye Feng couldn't resist, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow!" With blood splattering out, Ye Feng flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the Seventh Layer Heaven's buildings.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Loud crashes sounded as Ye Feng clashed into the buildings one after another. It wasn't until seven structures collapsed that Ye Feng finally stopped, lying in the ruins.

"Swoosh!" The Young Second God flew up to the skies above the ruins, descending straight down.

"You worthless bastard, die for me!" His angry shout echoed throughout the entire Seventh Layer Heaven's square.

The Young Second God descended like a falling meteor, igniting endless sparks around.

Sparks scattered, and a strong pressure weighed down on Ye Feng. The surrounding air compressed like a huge bowl, sinking down and creating cracks in space.

The Young Second God's powerful attack was so forceful that even space couldn't withstand it.

"Swoosh!" In an instant, the Young Second God descended, stamping heavily on Ye Feng's chest.

Yet, Ye Feng had long prepared defenses, channeling layers of True Essence barriers around himself.

But the Young Second God shattered Ye Feng's True Essence barriers directly.

"Crack, crack, crack~~" The True Essence barriers kept breaking apart, unable to stop the Young Second God.

"Boom!" Then came an earth-shattering noise echoing all around.

The terrifying shockwave surged like a tsunami, crashing thousands of meters away, shattering surrounding debris into powder, and depressing the ground instantly.

Even a Legendary realm powerhouse couldn't remain steady under the impact of that powerful shockwave.

"Wow!" Ye Feng spat out another large mouthful of blood, feeling his rib cage crushing under the stamp.

This time, Ye Feng was truly severely injured, suffering significant harm. The Young Second God's eyes showed a mad gleam, delighted to have finally seriously injured Ye Feng.

The previous strike directly shattered the surrounding ground, creating a massive pit a hundred meters in diameter.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. If it were anyone else, they would have died, but Ye Feng still survived.

The Young Second God stamped directly on Ye Feng's chest, his eyes filled with confidence and disdain, loudly demanding, "Bastard, do you accept defeat?"

However, Ye Feng's face darkened. If he hadn't refrained from exposing his power, how could a mere Young Second God have the qualification to injure him?

"Remove your foot!" Ye Feng's tone was icy, eyes filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, anger surged within Ye Feng's heart. Although he intended to endure, his endurance had limits.

The Young Second God's provocation, trampling him underfoot, deeply humiliated Ye Feng, the dignified War God of Dragon Country. It pushed him to the limit, making his expression extremely grim.

Despite this, the Young Second God showed no intention of lifting his foot off Ye Feng; instead, he became even more arrogant: "You worthless bastard, what are you? Do you have the right to order me?"

With those words, the Young Second God stamped his foot on Ye Feng's face.

"Worthless bastard, tell me, are you our Luoying's mole, or an accomplice of the Thunder Envoy?" The Young Second God's eyes were filled with defiance as he stamped on Ye Feng's face, questioning him loudly.

However, inside, Ye Feng's flames of anger began to blaze intensely, feeling extremely displeased.

The Young Second God could beat and severely injure Ye Feng, but he couldn't trample Ye Feng's dignity, nor put his foot on Ye Feng's face. That crossed Ye Feng's bottom line.