Supreme Son-in-Law

Ye Feng didn't know how many times he slashed before the Dragon Turtle finally died.

After slaying the Dragon Turtle, the power of the Godslaying Sword increased dramatically.

At this moment, the level of the Godslaying Sword had already risen to an upper-tier second-grade high-level Spiritual Artifact.

Advancing further, it would become the most top-notch second-grade high-level Spiritual Artifact.

Although a bit disappointed, Ye Feng was still quite satisfied.

Not far away, Lei Bao exhausted his energy to deal with Ye Feng by using the Nether Fire Seal, but still failed.

"It's your turn." After dealing with the Dragon Turtle, Ye Feng turned his attention to Lei Bao.

This guy was at the peak of Junior Martial Saint level, and slashing on him was far more beneficial for the Godslaying Sword than the Dragon Turtle.

Therefore, Ye Feng was very pleased, slashing one strike after another on him.

And, after Ye Feng didn't know how many slashes, Lei Bao was directly angered to death.

At the same time, a large amount of energy poured into the Godslaying Sword, greatly enhancing its power, while the Sword Spirit was also strengthened.

Top-tier second-grade high-level Spiritual Artifact!

Not being able to reach a second-grade top-level Spiritual Artifact, Ye Feng still felt a bit unfortunate.

After this battle, Ye Feng gained a new understanding of his strength.

Judging by his ability to easily extinguish a peak Junior Martial Saint, after merging with Situ Jing and the enhancement in the power of the Godslaying Sword, his strength should have reached the level of an Intermediate Martial Saint.

Of course, this was only a guess, and Ye Feng's real combat ability could only be determined after practical battles.

"My man is amazing." Seeing Ye Feng really slaying six monsters, Situ Jing smiled excitedly, feeling immensely proud in her heart.

"Mr. Ye is a monster, isn't he? Can he even do this?" Feng Gu was even scared dumb.

He never expected that Ye Feng, fighting six monsters alone, could actually win so easily.

It's important to know, among them, there was even a Junior Martial Saint and a peak Junior Martial Saint present.

Such a lineup, even if an Intermediate Martial Saint came, might not be certain of success, right?

Yet, Ye Feng, merely a Martial Venerable, actually managed to accomplish it.

If this gets out, won't it astonish everyone?

"Luckily... luckily, I didn't become his enemy." Thinking of this, Feng Gu felt a lingering fear, luckily he didn't completely offend Ye Feng in the past and sincerely apologized back then.

Seeing Ye Feng win, Situ Jing couldn't wait to run over.

"Damn it! You truly deserve to die!" At this moment, an angry roar echoed not far away, as several middle-aged men appeared in front of Ye Feng, full of fury.

Seeing the scene of carnage and the six monsters all dead at Ye Feng's hands, these middle-aged men's faces turned extremely ugly.

At this moment, they saw sword marks slashed all over the Dragon Turtle's shell and were instantly startled.

Indeed, they understood how hard the shell of the Dragon Turtle was, it's no exaggeration to say that even Intermediate Martial Saints would have a hard time breaking it.

Yet, they didn't expect that Ye Feng, just a Martial Venerable, was able to break the Dragon Turtle's shell.

"Did you kill them?" The leading middle-aged man frowned and roared.

This group had a total of five people, and besides the Ghost Pattern Asura God hiding at the back, the other four were even stronger.

Indeed, being the management of this area, without sufficient strength, they couldn't possibly keep these powerful monsters in check.

The leading middle-aged man, dressed in a black training suit, with thick eyebrows and big ears, appeared extremely fierce.

Judging by his aura, he should be an Intermediate Martial Saint, and absolutely an old-generation Intermediate Martial Saint, much stronger than the average Intermediate Martial Saint.

The middle-aged man on his left was wearing a gray tracksuit, with an inexplicably smiling face, typical of a Smiling Tiger, and he was an Intermediate Martial Saint as well, just newly advanced to that rank.

The middle-aged person on the right, wearing a white changshan with very long hair tied up, looked rather eccentric, also newly advanced to Intermediate Martial Saint.

Behind them stood two people, one of whom was at the peak of Junior Martial Saint, wearing a green hat and an ancient-style blue long robe, thin as a monkey.

The other was an old Junior Martial Saint, glaring at Ye Feng with eyes full of hatred, he was the Ghost Pattern Asura God.

These five were formidable, a powerful lineup, acting as the main leadership team dispatched here by the Celestial Punishment Association.

Seeing the five before him, Ye Feng frowned.

He had already guessed that the situation here was definitely not simple, didn't expect it to be true, and there was such a powerful management team overseeing these monsters.

This was definitely not good news.

"This guy is not simple." After scrutinizing Ye Feng, the leader in black instructed with a frown, "Smiling Tiger and Changshan, you restrain him and prevent him from escaping."

"Yes, Black Eagle." The ones referred to as Smiling Tiger and Changshan were the two Intermediate Martial Saints, Smiling Tiger in the gray tracksuit and Changshan in the white changshan with tied hair. Both nodded respectfully.

And Black Eagle was the leader in black, an old Intermediate Martial Saint.

"Skinny and Ghost Cultivator, you assist me in taking him out." Meanwhile, Black Eagle continued to command.

"Yes, Black Eagle." The one called Skinny was the peak Junior Martial Saint with the green hat, and the one called Ghost Cultivator was the previous Ghost Pattern Asura God. They both quickly took orders.

Hearing this command, Ghost Cultivator was tremendously excited, extraordinarily thrilled when looking at Ye Feng.

In his view, he could finally avenge himself personally.

"Who on earth are they?" Seeing Ye Feng in danger, Situ Jing asked worriedly.

"They are people we cannot afford to provoke." Feng Gu shook his head helplessly.

Although he hadn't discerned these people's strength, Feng Gu sensed a strong aura of danger from them, knowing they were not to be trifled with.

"So, should we just watch?" Situ Jing was somewhat unwilling.

"Otherwise? If we go out, it may hinder Mr. Ye." Feng Gu nodded.

Originally, Situ Jing intended to go out, but hearing Feng Gu's words, she gave up.

She knew with her own strength, she couldn't be of help.

Not only wouldn't she help, but she might also even hinder, possibly distracting Ye Feng.

'You absolutely mustn't get into trouble!' Therefore, Situ Jing began to pray in her heart.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng looked at the five in front of him, frowning, "Who exactly are you? What's your relation to these monsters?"

"Why should we tell you?" Black Eagle sneered dismissively, asking disdainfully.

"You, a mere Martial Venerable, how did you kill them? And how did you break the Dragon Turtle's shell?" Black Eagle also inquired.

"Why should I tell you?" Ye Feng retorted with the same words.

"Is it your sword? Seems to be a good one. Is that your confidence?" At this moment, Black Eagle noticed the sword in Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng didn't answer, instead, he noticed Ghost Cultivator: "I sensed killing intent from you, why are you so intent on killing me?"

Actually, from his title, Ye Feng felt something odd but didn't think much of it.

Now, feeling his intense killing intent towards him, Ye Feng realized this guy must know him, and definitely held a grudge against him.

"Do I? You killed them, shouldn't I kill you?" Ghost Cultivator chuckled, spreading his hands to retort.

"That doesn't make sense. They don't harbor such intense killing intent as you." Ye Feng shook his head, pointing to the others.

"That's because they don't have my affection for these creatures." Ghost Cultivator casually found himself an excuse.

Though Ye Feng felt something was off, he didn't pursue it further.

Confronting these five, Ye Feng felt himself hanging by a thread today; these five indeed gave him a sense of danger.

Should he manage to escape, Ye Feng felt his chances of success were quite high.

However, if he fled, what about Situ Jing and Feng Gu? Especially Situ Jing, his woman, he absolutely couldn't leave her behind...