The Law of Heaven

Chapter 97 An Unsurprising Crushing Victory

Aihara tossed it aside casually, like throwing away trash.

The suddenly deceased Li Yun fell to the ground like a crushed soda can, blood flowing from his twisted body. His expression was so distorted and ferocious, frozen in the most desperate moment of his life.

The battle in the temple paused briefly for a moment.

It wasn't just because Li Yun's death was tragic.

Furthermore, it was because of Aihara's imposing presence.

An overwhelming momentum enveloped the entire venue.

That's the aura of a strong person!

It should be noted that Li Yun, as a hunter instructor, is actually qualified to enter the combat sequence. His rank is at the initial stage of the Reincarnation Rank. The two ancient artifact abilities he has fused with are steam and air pressure, making him quite powerful.

But he couldn't even withstand a single move from Aihara.

Even Yunxiu and Shangyan, who had just been rescued as allies, couldn't help but ponder a question.

That is, how long will it take Aihara to kill them?

The final calculated time was chilling.

The two Yan brothers looked at this scene, their eyelids twitched suddenly, clearly they were also shocked.

The fact that the charlatan's nephew possessed such power indicates a serious strategic miscalculation on their part.

But now that things have come to this, as traitors, they have no way out and can only hope that this kid will run out of steam and be unable to maintain this fighting power for long.

"Kill this guy."

Yan Feng and Yan He gave the order, and everyone opened fire on the figure in mid-air, unleashing a barrage of fire.

Amid the gunfire, Yan Yan calmly walked up the steps, watching his subordinates fire almost frantically.

However, when the bullets landed on Aihara, they created invisible ripples, lost their momentum, and fell like raindrops.

For the Alaya consciousness after its second transformation, the bullets from this assault rifle are unlikely to have any effect on it.

"Quickly, retreat to the rear and regroup! There's a traitor!"

Yunxiu realized something was wrong. At this moment, most of her teammates were scattered. If they did not regroup, they would likely be defeated one by one, resulting in heavy casualties.

That guy is right.

The danger comes from behind!

Shang Yan tried his best to communicate with his teammates using his mental powers, but at that moment he suddenly saw the figure in mid-air fly out and float over the enemy team.

"Hey, are you crazy? Come back here right now!"

Yunxiu shouted.

"Now you know to assemble? Why didn't you do that sooner?"

Aihara hovered in mid-air, ignoring the hail of bullets, and said calmly, "You guys retreat first. I'll kill these people and then we'll meet up."

He clenched his fists so tightly that his bones cracked.

Next, the two captains of the tenth combat sequence witnessed an extremely shocking scene and were petrified on the spot.

With a bang, Aihara crashed to the ground like a meteorite, instantly shattering the hard floor tiles and sending a powerful shockwave crashing down on enemies from all directions.

Yan Feng and Yan He were also blown away by this surging airflow, their eyes revealing expressions of shock.

What an immense sense of power!

Brutal, fierce, tyrannical, violent!
They only thought of one person.

Superman!

"Here, try this."

Aihara raised his fist, gathering immense power within him, and delivered a powerful punch to the two brothers who were flying backward!
There was a boom.

The blow was like a cannon firing; the temple's floor tiles shattered inch by inch, and the fallen leaves were reduced to dust. The surging wind pressure spiraled out of the ground, creating a whistling sound.

The traitorous unit wore expressions of despair.

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At the top of Xunshan Temple, Jiang Wanwu observed this scene with a drone. She hurriedly ran to the makeshift tent, her high heels clicking crisply on the ground.

"Father, enemy attack!"

Jiang Wan's face, lightly made up, was grave. She quickly said, "I just received news that the Renli Detention Center was attacked, and the Yan family members have been released."

She paused, then asked, "Is the Yan family about to rebel?"

For some reason, her father's attitude towards her has improved slightly since the attack on the science museum.

They no longer treat us coldly as they did before.

Or perhaps they deliberately ignore it.

The relationship between father and daughter has grown a little closer.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Jiang Hai, focused on data modeling on his laptop, said without looking up, "Perhaps."

Jiang Wanwu didn't understand why he was still so calm at this point, and frowned, saying, "The enemy came up from the sewers, so it's obvious there's a problem within our ranks. The strategic deployment of the tenth combat unit was flawed..."

Jiang Hai hummed in agreement and said calmly, "I know. I've already left Zizhen in the sewers, and they've held off the vast majority of the enemy. What you're seeing now is actually only a third of their fighting force."

"what?"

Jiang Wanwu was taken aback: "You knew all along?"

Jiang Hai's lips curled into a cold smile: "The information that kid gave me, I kept in reserve just in case. But to avoid alerting them, I didn't make a big fuss. At this critical juncture, anyone who has been corrupted is capable of betraying us, so no one can be trusted."

"Ohara?"

The image of that boy flashed through Jiang Wanwu's mind; this guy always managed to give her unexpected surprises.

Maybe we should just cook the rice first and make it a done deal.

Put having children aside for now, let's get her first, so she doesn't slip away.

Although she lost to Jiang Youqing and failed to become the chairman's student, she still had a good eye for men, at least she gained the upper hand in important life matters.

Jiang Youqing may not have such good judgment.

They certainly weren't that lucky.

hum.

The thought vanished in an instant, and Jiang Wanwu said worriedly, "With Mr. Zizhen not here, Father, what about your safety..."

Jiang Hai said calmly, "You don't need to worry about that. I've already made arrangements. Besides, those rats that came out of the sewers weren't the main force that would kill me anyway. With that kid around, this group won't last ten minutes."

He seemed to sense something, and after a moment of silence, he changed his mind and said, "Alright, ten minutes is too long. The battle should be over in about three minutes."

Jiang Wanwu was taken aback and quickly picked up her tablet to use the drone to observe the situation below the mountain.

"Are they from the Yan family?"

"Yan Feng, Yan He... wait, what about Yan Yan? When did she come back from abroad?"

"Xiaoyuan is fighting three people at once? No, that's too dangerous. Father, I need to go down and help him."

Jiang Wanwu panicked and turned to leave.

Jiang Hai smiled coldly. When they met today, he had sensed the boy's spiritual energy fluctuations.

Incredibly strong.

It appears that the Yan family is fighting a three-on-one situation.

In reality, it was a battle between three heroes against Lü Bu.

There's little chance of winning.

As expected, Jiang Wanwu had just turned around when she stopped in her tracks, because her tablet screen flickered and blood splattered onto the lens, a shocking sight.

A deafening roar came from the foot of the mountain.

It sounded like thunder.

Jiang Wanwu stared wide-eyed in surprise, her rosy lips slightly parted, as if in disbelief.

She put down her tablet and looked down at the mountain.

A haughty figure was vaguely reflected in her soft eyes, seemingly immersed in the joy of battle, exuding a spirited and triumphant air.

"Amazing."

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Aihara's punch vanished into thin air.

Yan Feng's face was covered in his cousin's blood. The warm blood flowed down his sinister face, as if taking away his ferocity and leaving only numbness.

Because his younger brother was already dead.

Yan He's headless corpse collapsed to its knees before him with a thud. The severed neck revealed a horrifying wound, and the body was covered in blood, a truly pitiful sight.

Recalling what had just happened.

It's like hell.

Yan He's head was smashed apart by a punch from a distance, splitting into pieces like a watermelon hit by a bullet, with brain matter and blood splattering out.

Red and white.

Mixed with fragments of the skull.

Scattered all over the ground.

The two brothers had originally agreed on this.

Yan Feng was in the front row, and Yan He was in the back row.

It's better now.

Whoever runs the slowest gets to be in the front row.

If Yan He hadn't happened to be right in front of him, he would have been the one whose head had just been smashed by a single punch. "Still a little short?"

Amidst the dust and smoke, Aihara clenched his fist and muttered to himself, "I thought I could kill two birds with one stone."

He landed lightly and strode forward.

With each step, the floor shattered like a Tyrannosaurus Rex trampling on the human world.

The traitors, as if waking from a dream, rushed forward in trembling hands to engage in close combat, unleashing all sorts of fancy abilities, but none of them could inflict any effective damage. Instead, they were slammed to the ground by a terrifying pressure and crushed into meat patties.

In Aihara's eyes, this group of people were like flies buzzing around haphazardly; he could easily swat them to death with a single tap, without any effort at all.

The tenth combat order was gathering on the mountain road, but they were deeply shocked by what they saw.

Captains Yunxiu and Shangyan knew very well that even if the two of them joined forces, they wouldn't have such terrifying combat power. This traitorous unit was like an ant passing by in front of that guy, easily crushed with a single step.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Aihara's pace quickened, and every enemy who tried to stop him was crushed to the ground.

Overwhelmed by immense terror, Yan Feng conjured a stream of water that condensed into a high-pressure water blade.

Scenes from his childhood flashed through his mind.

After giving birth to him, his mother went to a temple deep in the mountains to practice Buddhism, and was depressed all day long, neglecting him. For many years, his father raised him alone, and although he was well-fed and clothed, he lacked warmth.

Because everyone else has a mother, but he doesn't.

He knew that his mother didn't like him very much.

He didn't know why, so he could only study and cultivate himself more and more, becoming more and more outstanding, gaining recognition from his family and company, and rising step by step.

Every time he visited his mother, he would boast about his achievements, hoping to gain her approval.

But the mother remained unresponsive.

Later, his father told him the truth.

It turns out that my mother always had another man in her heart. This marriage was a forced union from beginning to end, and naturally, the fruit would not be sweet.

His father was merely a son-in-law who had married into the family. Even if he knew the truth, he dared not speak out and could only hide his shame and hatred in his heart, gritting his teeth and sucking blood.

Yan Feng was just the son of a son-in-law who had married into the family. This was no secret within the family, which explained why everyone had been mocking him openly and secretly for so many years, even calling him a child without a mother's love.

From that moment on, Yan Feng became completely twisted, and began to harbor resentment towards that man surnamed Xiang, and even towards everyone in his family.

Just like his father.

Until one day, that adult approached the father and son, offering not only an expensive additional deal but also a condition they couldn't refuse.

From that time on, they served that great man.

Later, Xiang Chaonan really died.

He died in the misty mountains.

It was exhilarating.

But the father and son still felt that this was not enough.

Because they didn't kill Xiang Chaonan themselves.

Xiang Chaonan also has children.

The father and son set their sights on the child of that conman, but things didn't go smoothly.

The original plan was to kill Xiang Dadong's family and then slowly deal with the brother and sister. The brother was killed directly, and the sister was sold to Southeast Asia... but the plan unexpectedly failed.

The Yan family even got themselves into trouble and was investigated.

until today.

Now he had another chance to kill the abhorrent being, but Yan Feng discovered that the opponent was incredibly powerful.

It was so powerful that it drove him to despair.

Despair gave rise to anger and hatred once again. His expression twitched like a ravenous wolf as he let out a hoarse roar: "Do you know how much I've hated your uncle all these years? His mistakes have robbed me of my life!"

He rushed out and swung his sword.

Aihara sensed the sharpness of the strike.

The high-pressure water jet cut through the air with a sharp whistle, and landed in front of him, but was blocked by an invisible boundary, causing ripples in the void, like sparks.

"If you really mind that he slept with your mother, then I'll send you down to get revenge on him."

Aihara raised his hand and touched the water blade.

boom!
Under terrifying pressure, the high-pressure water jet shattered, bursting into countless water droplets that refracted light.

Yan Feng unleashed another furious punch, and the water droplets, under his control, crashed down like bullets, but were still blasted apart by the expanding field of intent, shattering into fine water droplets.

At that moment, Yan Feng realized it.

Aihara and he were separated by an insurmountable chasm.

It's like two different worlds.

insurmountable.

Aihara clenched his fist again.

The field of thought merges with oneself.

It is no longer a capability that he needs to control.

It is, in fact, part of his body.

Just like his fist.

Just like his legs.

A perfect blend.

The image of Shi Luo's Bajiquan comes to mind.

Head-on!
The wind pressure exploded, and a vicious elbow struck Yan Feng's chest. The powerful surge of intent, like a flood bursting its banks, pierced through his heart, creating a bloody hole.

Blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Yan Feng had no time to react; he only felt a piercing pain and his mind went blank.

"Remember to tell him when you go down."

Aihara paused for a moment: "Tell him to be careful down there. I'll send all his enemies down to meet him."

With a thud, Yan Feng fell backward to the ground.

He died in a pool of blood.

In his dying moments, Yan Feng saw the indifference in the other man's eyes, as if he had never cared about Yan Feng's hatred from beginning to end, as if Yan Feng were just a roadside weed...

dog.

Aihara stepped over his corpse.

Next is the last person.

Yan Yan had just climbed the stairs.

From beginning to end, Aihara's fighting style was too violent and concise. Everyone who faced him would be killed in no more than three seconds. Everything happened too fast.

Even Yan Yan didn't react in time, but at this moment, there was no fear on her face. Instead, she showed an excited smile, her face flushed as if she were having an orgasm.

"Interesting, so interesting."

She excitedly covered her face: "The screams of the weak are meaningless; only the wails of the strong are exciting. You are worthy of my personal torture and killing... Come on, let me have some fun, my dear Mr. Xiang."

That person said...

This kid named Aihara is probably investigating something he shouldn't be investigating, and it must be nipped in the bud.

We must not allow him to enter the inner circle of the five major families.

Flames suddenly erupted from Yan Yan's body, his clothes were instantly burned away, and he shot out like a man of fire.

Soaring into the air.

Flip.

The whip-like kick came crashing down like an axe.

"I remember your voice."

Aihara listened to the howling of the flames beside him and said softly, "I think I once said that when we finally meet, I will break your legs first."

As the field of thought expanded to its limit, Yan Yan's sweeping right leg came to an abrupt halt, as if it were trapped in a quagmire of time and space.

Aihara tilted his head, and the molten gold in his eyes flashed by in an instant.

There was a click.

Yan Yan's right leg was twisted into a pretzel shape.

The sound of bones cracking was chilling.

Aihara blinked again.

There was a click.

Yan Yan's left leg was also twisted into a pretzel shape.

Aihara's mental field trembled violently, like a boiling deep sea, with immense pressure like a mountain collapsing.

Boom.

Yan Yan was pinned to the ground by him.

In an extremely humiliating posture.

Kneel on both knees.