Supreme Son-in-Law

"Heh heh!" Amidst a cold laugh, Ye Feng struck with his sword again and again, maximizing the benefits of the Godslaying Sword.

With Ye Feng's actions, the Godslaying Sword had already reached the pinnacle among second-grade high-level Spiritual Artifacts.

The current Godslaying Sword was virtually invincible among second-grade high-level Spiritual Artifacts.

In fact, even many second-grade top-tier Spiritual Artifacts were no match for the Godslaying Sword.

Seeing that it was about time, Ye Feng dispatched Skinny with a single sword strike.

With Ye Feng's strike, the power of the Godslaying Sword was enhanced once again.

However, an isolated Junior Martial Saint at the peak was evidently insufficient to propel the Godslaying Sword into the ranks of second-grade top-tier weapons.

Thus, Ye Feng targeted Changshan, who was an Intermediate Martial Saint and should provide a stronger effect.

With some anticipation, Ye Feng dispatched Changshan with a single strike.

Second-grade top-tier Spiritual Artifact!

Indeed, by slaying an Intermediate Martial Saint, the Godslaying Sword immediately resonated and entered the ranks of second-grade top-tier Spiritual Artifacts.

At the same time, Ye Feng felt the terrifying amplification from the Godslaying Sword rush into his body.

This feeling was incredible, giving Ye Feng the impression he could instantly kill an Intermediate Martial Saint.

"Did he kill him? Did he really kill Changshan? And so effortlessly?" Witnessing this, Smiling Tiger, not far away, panicked, looking at Ye Feng as if he were a monster.

By now, Smiling Tiger could no longer smile. What remained was endless fear and unease.

"How can this be? Why is this guy so strong? Facing our five-man assault, he actually killed three of us so quickly?" Not only Smiling Tiger but even Black Eagle was taken aback.

Earlier, he was worried about what punishment he would face after exposing their hiding place.

Now he realized that he had overthought the situation.

Facing the terrifying Ye Feng, whether he could even leave alive was the question. What of the consequences one might face later?

"It's your turn." After dispatching Changshan, Ye Feng looked at Smiling Tiger not far away.

At this moment, Smiling Tiger, already tormented by the Nether Fire Seal, now had to face a formidable fighter like Ye Feng, and he was already scared out of his wits.

So, as Ye Feng approached, Smiling Tiger knelt tremblingly, begging for mercy.

"Please... Please spare me this time."

"As long as you spare me, I'll do whatever you want."

"Please don't kill me..."

"Please... "

For a moment, to survive, Smiling Tiger cared for nothing, not even his dignity.

Indeed, to him, what was dignity worth? How much money was dignity worth? Wouldn't it be better to live well?

"Oh my! He made an Intermediate Martial Saint kneel and beg for mercy? Just how perverted must one be to achieve this?" Seeing this, Feng Gu was stunned.

He could never have imagined, even in his dreams, that Ye Feng, merely a Martial Venerable, could make an Intermediate Martial Saint kneel and beg. It was truly shocking and unbelievable.

Actually, Situ Jing's contribution played a role in this.

If it weren't for Situ Jing's special constitution doubling Ye Feng's strength, facing the five-man siege, Ye Feng would probably have perished long ago. How else would there be a chance for the Godslaying Sword's enhancements?

It was because the Godslaying Sword continuously upgraded that Ye Feng became more and more invincible in battle, increasingly unparalleled.

"Damn it, how can you beg for mercy? How can you do this?" Nearby, Black Eagle, struggling to hold on, saw Smiling Tiger's actions and immediately became anxious, shouting in rage.

But his words were of no avail.

"Begging for mercy is useless." But even though Smiling Tiger begged, Ye Feng didn't spare him.

As Ye Feng unleashed one sword strike after another, Smiling Tiger's pupils widened, freezing in place at that moment.

With Ye Feng's attack, Smiling Tiger didn't even have a chance to fight back, taking multiple hits instantly.

"Ah!"

"Ah ah!"

Amid the shrieks, the already suffering Smiling Tiger became exceedingly weak, face wrought with despair.

If given another chance, he would never provoke the likes of Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng struck Smiling Tiger with over ten sword blows until he could no longer withstand it, finally slaying him with a blow.

This operation made the Godslaying Sword even stronger.

Yet, it was far from sufficient.

Thus, Ye Feng set his sights on Black Eagle not far away.

With Ye Feng's gaze, Black Eagle felt a tightening in his heart, staring at Ye Feng with a grave expression.

Ye Feng's Seven-Star Flying Sword had already been causing him considerable distress, let alone Ye Feng now taking action again; he felt he was definitely not Ye Feng's match.

"No! I have to run; I must escape immediately." Thinking of this, Black Eagle feigned an attack, then turned to flee.

"Is it useful?" But with a cold laugh, Ye Feng split the Seven-Star Flying Sword, blocking Black Eagle's retreat from different directions.

"You..." Seeing this, Black Eagle yelled angrily but was helpless.

"Accept my judgment!" Amidst laughter, Ye Feng wielded the Godslaying Sword and lunged again.

Simultaneously, he allowed the Seven-Star Flying Sword to assist in his attack, sealing off Black Eagle's other escape routes, forcing him to dodge towards the spot where the Godslaying Sword was heading.

This way, he was undoubtedly throwing himself onto the Godslaying Sword.

"Ah!" Indeed, under Ye Feng's arrangement, the Godslaying Sword tore a wound on him.

At the same time, the enhanced power of the Godslaying Sword delighted Ye Feng.

Indeed, the stronger the opponent, the greater the assistance to the Godslaying Sword.

The power gained from this strike was equivalent to hitting Smiling Tiger five times.

Thus, Ye Feng, excitedly wielding the Godslaying Sword, slashed towards Black Eagle.

Under Ye Feng's relentless attacks, Black Eagle grew weaker with each strike, while Ye Feng grew stronger as if he had some cheat code.

In the end, Black Eagle was toyed to death by Ye Feng.

"My gosh, an old-school Intermediate Martial Saint was actually toyed to death by him." Feng Gu was shocked, looking at Ye Feng as if he were some maniac.

"My dear, you're amazing." At the same time, Situ Jing, very pleased, threw herself into Ye Feng's arms.

Initially, she didn't believe Ye Feng could create a miracle, but the result showed Ye Feng was so fierce, taking out five Martial Saints on his own, including an old-school Intermediate Martial Saint.

If this battle were to spread, it would surely shock everyone in the world.

And to think, the miracle maker was her man—how could she not be excited?

After sealing the embrace, Ye Feng contentedly stowed away the Godslaying Sword.

After dispatching Black Eagle, the power of the Godslaying Sword had reached the level of an old-school second-grade top-tier Spiritual Artifact.

Progressing further, it would become the pinnacle of second-grade top-tier weapons.

By then, under the blessing of the Sword Spirit, the Godslaying Sword would be unrivaled in second grade.

After securing the Godslaying Sword, Ye Feng glanced at the bodies on the ground, eyeing the treasures on them.

Their strength was so formidable, there should be plenty of good stuff, right?