Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Chapter 166 Who Won



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In the cauldron of oil.

Jiang Shihai's body had already been fried to a golden brown, bubbling up and down with the hot oil.

The smile on the nonchalantly walking Yu Huaxian's face solidified, his venomous eyes locked onto Xiao Yi and he said deliberately and slowly, "Didn't you hear this overseer tell you to stop?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Xiao Yi looked up at him, snorted coldly, "I don't like talking to people looking up. Come down here!"

Whoosh!

His right hand reached into the void.

In the void, the qi became like silk threads, forming a giant qi palm that grasped Yu Huaxian and smashed him forcefully towards the ground.

Yu Huaxian had not expected Xiao Yi to strike without a word.

It was too late to counter.

Boom!

The elegant, effeminate Yu Huaxian was slapped harshly into the ground, half of his body buried in the earth, his face a picture of bewilderment as he looked up at Xiao Yi above him.

Xiao Yi looked down from above, nodding in satisfaction, "That's much more comfortable!"

"You, you..."

Yu Huaxian was so enraged that his hair stood on end, his eyes blood-red.

Fury!

Extreme fury!

He was the overseer of the Eastern Factory in the Great Jin Kingdom, a figure of renown even amongst the sea of powerful beings in Great Jin. Even the lofty officials and wealthy gentry of the Great Jin had to address him respectfully as Overseer Yu!

But now...

He had been half buried in the ground with a slap by a boy not even twenty years old?

Boom!

Rumble!

Gusts of wind erupted from Yu Huaxian's body, the ground thundering and trembling, violently churning around him as the epicenter.

Fierce cracks spread in all directions.

The cracks grew more numerous and wider.

Like a spider's web.

The surrounding land was lifted several meters high, and the ground around Yu Huaxian burst apart as he extricated himself. Floating in the air, a sweep of the wind around him blew the dust away, his cold eyes filled with ferocity, fixed on Xiao Yi, "You little bastard, you've completely enraged this overseer!"

"What's with the androgynous act here? Stop your meaningless yapping!" Xiao Yi said with a disgusted scold.

"An-androgynous?"

Yu Huaxian's face suddenly stiffened.

Rage!

Livid with rage!

The thing he hated most was to be described as androgynous!

Yu Huaxian spat viciously, pointing at Xiao Yi with a pinching gesture, and growled, "This overseer didn't want to hurt you, but now this overseer has changed his mind!"

"Scram!"

Xiao Yi slapped him away.

Yu Huaxian snorted coldly, "Ignorant fool, you mistook my oversight for weakness. Do you think the same trick would work twice?"

Yu Huaxian easily waved and smashed the qi palm into pieces.

He said smugly, "See that, you..."

Bang!

His words were cut off abruptly.

Xiao Yi's palm had contained a surge of Sword Qi; Yu Huaxian managed to shatter the qi palm, but failed to guard against the Sword Qi blast.

It sent him flying, burying his body halfway into the ground once again, and Xiao Yi quickly followed up.

Strike the sick, take the life!

He kicked towards Yu Huaxian's face.

Bang!

Yu Huaxian's chin took the blow, his body spinning like a top with a clump of earth as he was thrown through the air, rolling dozens of meters before coming to a stop.

"You little bastard, bastard... You've dirtied this overseer's clothes? Damn it, you deserve to die a thousand deaths..."

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Yu Huaxian trembled and struggled to his feet, looking at his pristine white robe now sullied with mud and blood, even with chunks of flesh hanging on his belt. His eyes were completely covered with a blazing red as he raged uncontrollably, "Xiao Yi, if I don't flay you a thousand times, I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart!"

Boom!

Yu Huaxian leaped into the air, flicking his wrist, and in the blink of an eye, a series of silver needles whizzed through the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The needles broke through the sky, trailing bright red threads.

They wove into a dazzling red peony in mid-air as Yu Huaxian's voice, indistinct between Yin and Yang, sent chills down the spine, "A thought and the flower blooms!"

Swoosh!

The peony flower actually burst into full bloom.

And those blooming petals were numerous needles and red threads linked together, as if each needle had its own renowned name, firing towards Xiao Yi from different directions.

There were simply too many needles.

Xiao Yi tapped the ground and leaped backward to retreat.

Bang!

The needles landed where he had been standing, burrowing into the ground, and as Yu Huaxian gave a tug on the threads, a clump of earth heavy as a hut was lifted high into the air. It was shredded by the red threads in mid-flight, and in a flash, countless needles charged at Xiao Yi once more.

Xiao Yi fought as he retreated.

The crisp sounds of clashing echoed continuously.
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The Fire Qilin Sword collided with the needles, emitting a series of dazzling sparks.

"The Epiphyllum blooms for but a moment!"

As Yu Huaxian's fingers weaved an otherworldly sequence, the incoming needles and red threads suddenly vanished.

Xiao Yi first froze, then immediately felt a chill up his spine.

Instinctively, he swung the Fire Qilin Sword behind him.

Ting Ting Ting!

A series of crisp sounds followed and a great force pushed Xiao Yi forward.

"Not good!"

Xiao Yi's pupils dilated instantly, as dozens of needles appeared out of thin air ahead of him, coming straight at him.

In a critical moment,

Xiao Yi instinctively executed a sword move: "Parting the White Egrets on the Twin Waters!"

This was a move from the "Qinglian Sword Song."

With a thrust forward, rolling waves of air formed on the blade, splitting everything in front ahead into two halves.

The air, the wind, and even those needles.

All were split apart.

They flew past Xiao Yi on either side, and he seized the opportunity to burst forward, breaking through the needle blockade and closing the distance with Yu Huaxian. Yu Huaxian was at the Fifth Layer of Tao Tribulation Realm, and his tactics were extremely bizarre and skilled in ranged attacks; Xiao Yi had to close the distance between them.

"The Torrent Plunges Down Three Thousand Feet!"

The sword shadows transformed into a waterfall, pouring down.

The numerous needles before him were shattered.

Yu Huaxian's pupils shrank, the sharp sword point now only half a foot from his brow as he stumbled backward. Meanwhile, his hands weaved in front of him, red threads forming the shape of an ancient zither, as Yu Huaxian's slender palms gently fluttered across the strings.

Zeng Zeng Zeng!

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of the zither, countless red-threaded needles burst forth.

The needles and the sword shadows, like the point of a needle against a wheat awn.

They collided, dissipating one another!

"Nine Swords Unite as One!"

Xiao Yi merged all his sword shadows into unity, jabbing forward with one thrust.

Yu Huaxian's expressionless face, hands pressed forcefully on the zither strings, "A Hundred Flowers Blossom Together!"

Countless needles and red threads woven into an image of a hundred flowers competing in beauty, the blossoms exploded, and the collision of swords and needles made the void around them seem to stand still.

In the blink of an eye…

Boom!

An eye-blinding orb of light appeared out of nowhere.

Right after, the orb expanded tenfold and burst with a loud bang.

In an instant, Xiao Yi and Yu Huaxian were engulfed in the brilliance.

Above the battlefield, everyone stopped fighting and looked towards the gradually dimming orb of light: "Who won?"


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