My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light at this moment, and he was ready to use this blow to completely end this confrontation.

Swish!
Xiao Chen's palm seemed slow but was actually extremely fast, like a meteor across the night sky, with an indescribable rhythm and pace.

The air became strangely calm at this moment, as if the turbulent waves of a river had instantly transformed into a peaceful lake without waves. In this tranquility, there was a heart-pounding power hidden, as if even time had frozen.

On the surface of the lake, flames of varying sizes grew at a speed beyond human vision. These flames jumped in the air like elves, some bright, some dark, some large, some small, almost covering a space of 100 meters squared, forming a gorgeous and mysterious sea of ​​fire.

This sea of ​​fire is not only beautiful, but also contains destructive power, as if it can devour everything and turn the enemy into ashes.

Achou's powerful fist force seemed to encounter a huge obstacle when it entered the sea of ​​fire.

His fist struggled to move forward in the sea of ​​fire, its speed becoming slower and slower, and its sharpness becoming weaker and weaker. The flames close to his fist were like activated terrorist ammunition, flying out one by one, and then exploding in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening sound.

Boom boom boom!
An even more terrifying scene occurred. Stimulated by the force of the fist, the sea of ​​fire began to expand rapidly, like an enraged beast, opening its terrifying mouth and sucking Ah Chou in.

In this sea of ​​fire, countless palm powers transformed into flames and bombarded Achou's body like raindrops. Every blow consumed the true energy in his body, making his face become paler and paler.

Ah Chou gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain and the rapid loss of his energy. He knew that he was in a life-or-death situation, and only by trying his best could he break through the sea of ​​fire and win a chance of survival.

"What kind of move is this?" Ah Chou was in the terrifying flames, surrounded by blazing flames, and every flame seemed to contain the power to destroy the world. He struggled to resist the endless flames that shot at him, and every time he punched and dodged, he consumed the precious true energy in his body.

The true energy was decreasing rapidly like running water, and he could feel it slipping away every minute and every second, casting a shadow over Ah Chou's heart. If this continued, the effect of the Yellow Dragon Battle Body would be gone, and he would be unable to fight again.

In response to Achou's question, a faint smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face, with a bit of teasing and confidence in that smile.

"It's not a great move, it's just an attack I thought of at random! You can lose! Fire fists like rain!" Xiao Chen's words were relaxed and casual, as if what he was performing at the moment was really just an impromptu performance, rather than a life-and-death stunt.

However, this "random attack" contained a frightening power. In Xiao Chen's body, the immortal power surged like a surging river.

He perfectly integrated his own abilities with immortal power, and combined them at random to form this terrifying punch. The fist shadow appeared in the air and blasted towards Ah Chou like a violent storm. Each punch contained infinite mystery and power, as if it was going to completely destroy the world.

Ah Chou looked at the overwhelming fist shadows, and a trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He tried his best to resist the tide-like attack, but those fist shadows were as flexible and changeable as ghosts, and they could accurately find his flaws every time and give him a fatal blow.

In this sea of ​​fire and fist shadows, Ah Chou's figure seemed particularly small and helpless, as if he would be swallowed up by the world at any time. The most outrageous thing was that the moment the countless fist shadows approached Ah Chou, they seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and condensed into a huge flaming fist.

This flaming fist, like a terrifying meteorite burning from the sky, smashed towards Ah Chou with the power to destroy everything. The flame seemed to contain all of Xiao Chen's anger and determination to completely destroy Ah Chou.

puff!
Ah Chou's Qi had been exhausted to the extreme, and his defense became fragile at this moment. Facing the huge fire fist formed by Xiao Chen's immortal power, he could no longer resist. The fire fist was like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, penetrating Ah Chou's broken defense and shaking off his last protective Qi.

As the remaining true energy was released, Ah Chou's body was like being hit by a huge hammer and could no longer withstand the terrible force.

He opened his mouth and spurted out a column of blood that was a foot high. The column of blood drew a sad and beautiful arc in the air, dyeing the surrounding space red. Then, Ah Chou's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, as fast as a meteor, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"Achou!" Yan Yiming's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out. For him, Achou's failure was not only the loss of a powerful warrior, but also the failure of the Yan family.

At this moment, he had completely lost his usual calmness and composure, and was only filled with deep fear and anxiety.

He stared at the direction where Ah Chou disappeared, as if he wanted to see through that space and find a chance to turn things around. However, the reality was so cruel, Ah Chou's defeat was certain, and the fate of the Yan family seemed to be doomed at this moment.

Xiao Chen flashed in front of Ah Chou like a ghost. His eyes were deep, with a hint of concern that was barely noticeable. He quickly waved his hand, and a gentle force surged from his palm, gently brushing Ah Chou's body that was burned by the flames.

As this power flowed, the flames on Achou's body seemed to have met their nemesis and were instantly extinguished, leaving only wisps of green smoke floating in the air.

Then, Xiao Chen took out an exquisite pill from his arms. The pill emitted a faint fluorescence and a refreshing medicinal fragrance. This was not an ordinary pill, but a genuine healing medicine. Its preciousness was incomparable to the ordinary medicines on the market.

Xiao Chen carefully put the pill into Achou's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth and turned into a warm current, which quickly traveled through Achou's body, repairing his damaged meridians and internal organs.

Ah Chou's complexion gradually improved under the effect of the elixir, and his originally pale cheeks gradually regained their color. Xiao Chen watched this scene and nodded secretly in his heart. He naturally knew the effect of this elixir very well.

After all, ordinary pills could not cure a master like Ah Chou. Only this kind of precious healing pill could make him recover in a short time.

At this moment, an idea came to Xiao Chen's mind. If he could recruit a strong man like Ah Chou, it would definitely be a great thing for him. (End of this chapter)