My Ares Son-in-Law

The fear in the hearts of this group surged like a tide, and their previous arrogance and confidence were gone.

Under the suppression of Xiao Chen's sword intent, the true energy within their bodies circulated more and more slowly, and cracks began to appear in their true energy barrier, which could shatter at any moment.

Gradually, the countless sword shadows disappeared quietly, as if they had never appeared, and the mountains and forests returned to a brief silence.

However, the three old men in green robes were riddled with countless bloody holes, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining their green robes and the ground beneath their feet. The scene was bloody and terrifying.

This duel was over before it even truly began!

The three elderly men in green robes suddenly contracted their pupils, their eyes filled with despair and fear.

In their eyes, Xiao Chen was like a god descended to earth, majestic and inviolable, yet also like the ruler of hell, cold and ruthless, making them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

They no longer cared about the lofty demeanor of the Qingyun Sect, nor about the reputation of the Central Region.

Terrified, their legs went weak, and they all knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, their foreheads hitting the ground with a thud, their voices filled with pleading.
"Mr. Xiao, spare us! Mr. Xiao, spare us! We will never dare to covet your treasure again!"

"If Mr. Xiao spares our lives, we are willing to serve you like cattle and horses, at your beck and call, without uttering a single complaint!"

Xiao Chen's cold gaze swept over the three kneeling figures begging for mercy, a chilling smile playing on his lips, his eyes devoid of any pity...

He never showed mercy to those who coveted his treasures and were ready to kill him.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Reverse Scale Sword instantly condensed a powerful sword aura, and a sharp sword light swept out!

A chilling white sword aura traced a deadly arc in the air, swift as lightning, aiming straight for the heads of the three men.

The three old men in green robes stopped abruptly, their faces frozen in fear at that moment.

Two breaths later, the three heads fell to the ground with a thud, rolling several meters away, their blood gushing out like a spring, staining the surrounding rocks and weeds red.

Their headless corpses remained in a kneeling posture, lying stiffly on the ground.

This scene was extremely eerie, terrifying everyone present to the point of losing their minds, feeling ice-cold all over, and even finding it difficult to breathe.

They had seen ruthless and powerful figures, but they had never seen a young man in his early twenties so cold-blooded and merciless that he would not even spare those who begged for mercy!

This scene seems familiar... Just now, two powerful members of the Zhao family were killed on the spot by Xiao Chen in the same way, without any mercy!
At this moment, who would dare to step forward and stop Xiao Chen? Who would dare to covet the treasure in his hands?
An eerie and heavy silence filled the air once again, more oppressive than ever before.

Everyone present lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, for fear of attracting Xiao Chen's attention and ending up beheaded.

When everyone looked at Xiao Chen again, their eyes were filled with deep fear and panic. Gone was their previous arrogance, greed, and contempt; only fear from the bottom of their hearts remained.

In the central region, five top experts were ruthlessly killed by Xiao Chen. The key point is that each of them was powerless to fight back and could not even withstand a single move from Xiao Chen, dying such a miserable death!

What the hell are you even doing?!
Although Xiao Chen was alone, it was precisely because he was alone that he was even more terrifying... He was like a lonely god of death, suppressing all the heroes present with his own strength, and no one dared to confront him!
Xiao Chen slowly sheathed the blood-stained Reverse Scale Sword, his gaze sweeping over everyone present once more, his eyes cold, as if looking down at ants, carrying a hint of disdain and majesty.

This look sent chills down the spines of most of the experts from the central region, causing them to tremble and lower their heads, unable to meet his gaze... Initially, they didn't take this young man from the western region seriously, regarding him as just a lucky kid who had obtained a rare treasure.

But now, looking at the five mutilated corpses on the ground and the blood all over the place, all that remained in their hearts was endless fear!

Xiao Chen stood proudly in the center of the crowd, his murderous aura still lingering. With his own strength, he intimidated the crowd, and no one dared to move or speak!

"I don't want to start another killing spree, nor do I want to commit any more atrocities."

Xiao Chen's voice was calm yet carried an undeniable authority: "If anyone still wants to block my path or covet my treasures, they'd better ask the Reverse Scale Sword in my hand first, and see if it agrees!"

After saying this, Xiao Chen stopped looking at the crowd and walked straight towards Qin Xianglan. His steps were steady, and each step seemed to pound on the hearts of the crowd, making them tremble with fear.

"Let's go." Xiao Chen walked up to Qin Xianglan, his tone softening as he spoke softly.

Qin Xianglan finally snapped out of her shock, a trace of lingering fear still on her face. She nodded hurriedly, her voice trembling slightly, "Okay, okay, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Chen led Qin Xianglan down the mountain step by step... No one dared to stop them, and no one dared to move. Everyone subconsciously stepped back, making way for them.

No one knew that the sword strike just now had almost exhausted most of the divine energy in his dantian. The reason he was so forceful and ruthless was to intimidate all the powerful figures present.

Make them afraid to come forward, and then get away as soon as possible while they are still in fear and haven't had a chance to react!

He knew in his heart that although he was powerful, he had just killed five experts in a row, which had greatly depleted his spiritual energy.

If he were to besiege the mountain again, he would surely suffer losses and might even perish here. Therefore, he must leave Wanhua Mountain as soon as possible, find a place to recuperate, and restore his true energy.

Just as the two were about to reach the foot of the mountain and successfully descend, they made their way down.

Suddenly, dozens of powerful auras, like thunderclaps, pierced through the air with lightning speed, instantly blocking their path. Their imposing presence and murderous intent filled the air.

"You want to leave? Have you asked the New Martial Arts Association yet?"

The white-haired elder from the New Martial Arts Association stepped forward, his tone icy, his eyes filled with killing intent… He had to settle the score with Xiao Chen for killing the New Martial Arts Association disciple; he absolutely could not let Xiao Chen leave so easily.

"My Bai family will not allow it!"

Shiraishi Jing also stepped forward, his aura sharp and fierce, his eyes filled with resentment and killing intent...

He had been plotting for so long, intending to reap the benefits and seize the treasure. How could he possibly let Xiao Chen leave smoothly with the treasure?

"My Zhou family in the Central Region will not allow it!"

"And my Wang family too!"

A series of voices rang out, and dozens of top experts from different factions stepped forward, surrounding Xiao Chen and Qin Xianglan once again. (End of Chapter)