Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

The faint light of dawn had just awakened the sleeping city.

On the desolate highway, only a cleaner appeared by the roadside, tirelessly sweeping the streets.

At this moment, a Lamborghini Hermes pierced through the morning glow, speeding along the road to the provincial city.

Driving, Feng Yueji did not utter a single word, but from Jiang Feng's expression, she had already discerned the fate of the Yan Family today!

Two and a half hours later, the car exited the highway and entered the provincial city area.

Headed directly southeast, toward the Yan Family's Yanchi Villa.

Feng Yueji had no doubt that Jiang Feng deliberately spared Heng Bo's life last night to let him report back to the Yan Family, which must have already made preparations.

Without choosing to follow Jiang Feng's instructions, they would either flee with their entire family or fight to the death with Jiang Feng!

But fleeing with the entire family is unrealistic; even if the monk can run, the temple cannot.

Besides, the Yan Family is deeply rooted in this city for so many years; it's not just a matter of wanting to leave.

Therefore, they are bound to fight Jiang Feng to the death now, having set up an inescapable trap on the mountain, waiting for Jiang Feng to come!

Only Jiang Feng would treat the Yan Family's Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave as nothing and arrive on time!

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The car climbed the winding mountain road, quickly arriving at the entrance of Yanchi Villa.

Today's Yanchi Villa was eerily quiet, without a hint of noise.

This was because, to leave the villa as the battlefield, Yan Huxiong had temporarily evacuated with all his clan members in the middle of the night.

They didn't want to be caught up in this life-and-death slaughter and suffer unnecessary collateral damage.

Feng Yueji parked the car and followed Jiang Feng on foot through the villa gate.

The inside of the villa was vast, yet Jiang Feng headed directly towards the main residence with determination.

Around the main residence, there was no one else but the main and vice instructors wearing gold and silver masks, and eighty-nine death soldiers, including Mo Mountain, poised in formation, waiting for them to walk into the trap!

"Jiang Feng of Binhai, you've finally arrived?"

The True Sect Leader wearing a gold mask looked at Jiang Feng and Feng Yueji coldly, speaking with disdain.

He wasn't intimidated by Jiang Feng's title comparable to a grandmaster level.

Because he specialized in training death soldiers for the Yan Family, and death soldiers were no longer normal humans, nor could they be measured by conventional realms and combat strength.

Now, for the first time, he was leading all the death soldiers into battle, confident that no matter how formidable Jiang Feng seemed, he would kill him!

Moreover, he had the even more terrifying Mo Mountain behind him!

"Is this all the Yan Family has prepared?"

Jiang Feng glanced around at the eighty-nine death soldiers and the two instructors, a hint of disappointment on his face.

In recent days, the Annihilation Gate sent out hundreds of people; by comparison, the Yan Family only dispatched fewer than a hundred, which seemed petty and not even enough to warm him up.

However, his words took on a different tone in the ears of the main and vice instructors!

This was a mockery and an insult to them!

"Arrogant!!!" The True Sect Leader roared, "Jiang Feng, don't be so arrogant, do you really think you can leave here alive today?"

"You offended the head of my family, which is already a dead end. How dare you speak insolently?" The vice instructor echoed, then directly ordered the surrounding death soldiers, "Attack, tear him to pieces!!"

"Understood!!!"

Immediately, two robust death soldiers closest to Jiang Feng charged forward menacingly.

One was codenamed 69, the other 87!

Among these eighty-nine death soldiers, they were considered relatively strong!

Number 69 roared, his large frame lunging straight at Jiang Feng like a massive kite.

The intimidating aura actually made Feng Yueji, standing behind Jiang Feng, change color slightly.

Especially the thick bloody aura emanating from his body, which made Feng Yueji feel nauseous!

But as Number 69 pounced at Jiang Feng, he directly struck out with a punch!

"Bang!!!" right into Number 69's stomach!

Number 69 let out a piercing, miserable scream!

Then, Jiang Feng didn't even let Number 69 hit the ground, lifting him with one hand, holding him aloft!

This scene stunned all the remaining death soldiers, including the main and vice instructors!

How much strength does it take to lift a living person like a toy?

The next second, Jiang Feng grabbed with his other hand and ripped forcefully to both sides!

"Rip!!!" Number 69 was torn in half by Jiang Feng on the spot!

Blood rained down all over, then Jiang Feng disdainfully threw aside Number 69's two halves.

"Yan Huxiong prepared all night, just for you worthless ones?"

The unsuspecting Number 87 was sent flying by half of Number 69's corpse.

Jiang Feng instantly advanced, punching, instantly blasting Number 87 into a blood explosion, turning into a cloud of blood mist!

Suddenly, the scene fell into a dead silence!

"This..."

The main and vice instructors were completely stunned; at this moment, they finally understood that the rumors about Jiang Feng were not exaggerated!

Under their eyes, Numbers 69 and 87 didn't even have any combat strength!

"Attack! Attack! All of you, attack!!"

Neither dared to be careless anymore, vigilantly pointing at Jiang Feng, shouting loudly once again!

Immediately, the remaining death soldiers surged forward, madly charging at Jiang Feng!

They might not be a match for Jiang Feng one by one, but together, they must be able to tear Jiang Feng apart, right?!

Unfortunately, facing these eighty-six death soldiers with murderous intent like tides, Jiang Feng had already shown impatience.

He immediately dashed into the midst of the death soldier corps, unleashing a merciless massacre!

Poor death soldier corps, even when facing a small regular army, they could dominate and crush!

But in front of Jiang Feng, they were like clay dolls, unable to hold him for even a fraction of a second, falling one after another.

Watching Jiang Feng move as if in an uninhabited land, where the wails of dying death soldiers constantly echoed, the main and vice instructors were terrified, their scalps tingling with fear!

They retreated in panic, nothing like the previously confident, murderous aura they bore!

At this moment, they finally understood why the family head fled with all the clan members ahead of time, truly foresighted!

"Mo Mountain, it's time for you to act. Hurry, they can't hold on much longer!!!"

In the heat of the moment, the True Sect Leader wearing the gold mask hurriedly spoke to Mo Mountain behind him, pinning all their hopes on Mo Mountain now!

"Hehe, don't worry, I'll turn him into dumpling filling; he does seem to taste quite good!"

Mo Mountain chuckled in a muffled voice as he walked out, his massive feet stepping on the ground, seemingly making the entire ground tremble.