My Ares Son-in-Law

At this time, the King of Divine Legs had long disappeared. That guy was not only good at leg skills, but also outstanding in lightness skills. At the moment of Jin Xianchu's death, he rushed out like a flash of lightning and disappeared from Xiao Chen's sight in an instant.

His figure flashed in the night, leaving only a series of faint footsteps echoing in the air.

Xiao Chen did not chase him, but just looked coldly at the direction where the Divine Legs King fled. The Divine Legs King was just doing the job for money, and he was not a real threat to him, so he was too lazy to care.

However, if the other party dares to attack him again next time, he will not be polite. Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a strong killing intent. His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if they could penetrate all obstacles and look directly into the depths of the soul of the God Leg King.

Seeing this, the four old men also wanted to take the opportunity to escape. They knew that Xiao Chen's strength was terrifying, and staying here would only lead to death.

However, Xiao Chen would not let them escape so easily. Because the four old men were filled with the stench of the Prison Clan. They either surrendered to the Prison Clan or became servants of the Prison Clan - Prisoners. They and Xiao Chen were already irreconcilable.

Xiao Chen raised his hand and grabbed in the air. Suddenly, a huge black hand appeared in the void. The hand was like a substance, emitting a gloomy and terrifying aura. He grabbed the four peak Dragon Pill Realm masters tightly, and then slapped them hard. The four old men were instantly smashed into pieces and turned into nothingness. Under Xiao Chen's palm power, their bodies were like fragile porcelain, vulnerable to a single blow.

"Being invincible is a bit lonely!" Xiao Chen sighed, revealing a hint of helplessness and emotion in his tone. He stood there, his eyes fixed on Wei Wentong who was sitting there. Wei Wentong was already scared out of his wits and trembling all over.

He knew very well that his future fate would be completely in Xiao Chen's hands. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he had already sensed that his doomsday was coming.

Wei Wentong's legs seemed to be stripped of their bones, and he fell to his knees with a plop. His body was shaking uncontrollably, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, and every inch of his skin was trembling.

His face was full of horror, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he saw death approaching him step by step.

"Master, I was wrong. I really didn't do it. I will do whatever you tell me to do. Please don't kill me." His voice was tearful and trembling violently. Every word he said was filled with pleading for mercy, and it sounded particularly miserable in the silent night.

Xiao Chen stood there, slowly taking out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, pulling out a piece of wipes with an elegant movement, and then slowly wiping his hands, as if the thrilling battle just now was just a trivial matter. His eyes were calm and deep, as if they were hiding endless secrets.

"That depends on how you behave." He said lightly, his tone calm and indifferent, as if he was treating an insignificant matter, but his eyes flashed with unquestionable majesty, which made people dare not disobey in the slightest.

"What are you digging here?" Xiao Chen asked. His voice was not loud, but it exploded in Wei Wentong's ears like thunder. Wei Wentong's body trembled violently, as if he was electrocuted. His brain was working rapidly, fearing that the slightest mistake in his answer would bring about his own death. "Dig a stone tablet!" Wei Wentong answered hurriedly. He spoke very quickly, with a hint of panic in his voice. "This stone tablet is to be sold to the Gods in exchange for a magic pill. It is said that there are words of the gods on the stone tablet..." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Xiao Chen's face, his eyes full of uneasiness and anxiety, fearing that the other party would not believe what he said.

Seeing Xiao Chen staring at him silently without saying anything, Wei Wentong felt a chill running straight up from his feet to his head, and his face turned pale instantly. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, slid down his cheeks, and dripped onto the ground with a slight sound.

"I'm telling the truth. I wouldn't dare lie to you." His voice trembled even more violently, filled with fear and anxiety, like a lamb to be slaughtered, begging in despair.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm and insight, as if he had already seen through Wei Wentong's thoughts. "Let them continue digging, and leave the stone tablet to me." His tone was unquestionable, as if everything was under his control and there was no room for negotiation.

"But... but we can't give an explanation to the God Society." Wei Wentong said bitterly, his voice full of helplessness and anxiety. The power of the God Society is huge, and it can be said that it covers the sky with one hand in the martial arts world. It is not something that a small person like Wei Wentong can afford to offend. He seemed to have seen the tragic fate he would suffer because of his inability to give an explanation, and his heart was filled with despair.

"It's none of my business!" Xiao Chen just said these four words coldly, his tone full of disdain and indifference, as if the Gods were nothing more than a bunch of clowns in his eyes. Then, he strode to the unconscious Jiao Heng, stretched out a hand, and easily pulled Jiao Heng aside like a chicken.

Jiao Heng's huge body seemed so small and powerless in Xiao Chen's hands, as if Jiao Heng was just an insignificant object in his eyes. His movements were chic and neat, full of domineering and majesty, which made Wei Wentong stunned, and his fear of Xiao Chen deepened a little.

Walking to the side, Xiao Chen slapped Jiao Heng hard on the face. Jiao Heng trembled violently and was instantly awakened by the pain. He widened his eyes and looked around in confusion. When he saw Xiao Chen standing in front of him, his face instantly turned extremely pale and bloodless.

Although he had just fainted, Xiao Chen was standing in front of him intact at this time, which meant that the others were either dead or had escaped, and he was now completely isolated and helpless.

Xiao Chen lit another cigarette, and the light smoke lingered around his face, making him look even more mysterious. He glanced at Jiao Heng and asked calmly, "Were you from the God of War Alliance?" His voice was calm, but revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Jiao Heng didn't dare to lie. He answered in a trembling voice, "Yes..." His eyes were full of fear and anxiety, for he was afraid that Xiao Chen would kill him.

Xiao Chen took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled, and then said: "Just because you made a mistake and were punished, you hold a grudge and not only leave the organization, but also collude with Black Hawk Company to create the Black Hawk Club to harm Longguo?" His voice was cold and murderous, like ice penetrating Jiao Heng's heart, making Jiao Heng feel an unprecedented fear. (End of this chapter)