Supreme Son-in-Law

Killing Intent Technique!

A cultivation technique born for battle, a legacy born for battle.

At this moment, Old Gong had turned into a complete madman, his eyes filled with nothing but endless battle and endless fighting spirit.

"No one can insult Mr. Ye, and those who do must die." Facing the powerful Ghost Cultivator, Old Gong was completely undaunted, trying to crush every strong enemy with his fist.

"This guy's aura is so strong, his killing intent is terrifying. How can he be this powerful?"

"Maybe this guy can defeat him and save us, who knows?"

"Come on! You can do it."

"Defeat him, let him know we're not pushovers either."

As Old Gong exuded a terrifying aura, hope was rekindled in the hearts of those around, making them feel as if they could be saved.

"Very well, go to hell." The Ghost Cultivator's face looked very unpleasant, and with a cold snort, he charged forward.

Boom!

With a sudden burst of black light, the black light collided with the blood-red aura around Old Gong.

After a burst of sound, Old Gong retreated a few steps.

As for the Ghost Cultivator, he only retreated half a step.

"You do have some tricks!" Feeling Old Gong's strength, the Ghost Cultivator was a bit surprised, realizing he had underestimated him.

"Haha! Again." After a loud laugh, Old Gong charged at the Ghost Cultivator once more.

Facing the Ghost Cultivator, battling with such a powerful opponent, Old Gong felt his entire being was exhilarated, eager to fight the Ghost Cultivator to his heart's content.

Old Gong inherited the legacy of the God of Slaughter, with a deep-seated desire for combat, especially those exhilarating battles.

In fact, Old Gong could elevate himself during battle, making himself stronger and stronger.

"Take another punch from me." Entering a focused state, Old Gong hurled another punch.

"I refuse to believe it, can't I defeat you?" The Ghost Cultivator was a bit annoyed, releasing another burst of black light.

Boom!

Once again, Old Gong retreated a few steps.

But this time, the Ghost Cultivator retreated a full step, a considerable retreat.

"Getting stronger with every fight? What kind of cultivation technique is this?" The Ghost Cultivator was a bit bewildered, discovering Old Gong's increasing strength.

This sort of technique was unheard of for him.

"Wow? Truly amazing, he seems to be growing stronger? There's hope."

"Nice! Well done, give him a lesson he deserves, let him know he's not invincible."

"Hit him! Beat him up."

Seeing Old Gong's strength increase, those around were exhilarated, feeling their hope growing.

"Mr. Ye, can Old Gong succeed?" Seeing this, Feng Gu hurriedly asked.

"Not likely! You should intervene in a moment, and join him." Ye Feng shook his head, quietly reminding him.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Feng Gu nodded, ready to step in.

Just as Ye Feng gave instructions, Old Gong had already exchanged several moves with the Ghost Cultivator, growing more courageous and stronger with each encounter.

In contrast, the Ghost Cultivator no longer had the upper hand, his expression turning rather grim.

"How can this be? How is he so powerful? Just what kind of wicked cultivation technique is this?"

"How can he possibly be stronger than me?"

"This isn't real, it's absolutely impossible that he can contend with this terrifying devil?"

Seeing Old Gong's dominant performance, the previous inheritors were quite unsettled, their faces filled with disbelief.

In their eyes, even if they teamed up, they couldn't match the Ghost Cultivator. How could a mere Old Gong fight him to a standstill? They just couldn't understand.

Black Dragon Assault!

At this moment, unable to restrain himself, the Ghost Cultivator unleashed a Dark Giant Dragon.

This Dark Giant Dragon seemed even more potent than before, the Ghost Cultivator having fully unleashed his power to wipe out the Ghost Cultivator.

"Go to hell for me!" With the emergence of the Black Dragon, the Ghost Cultivator roared out.

"I said, no one can insult Mr. Ye in my presence." Old Gong snorted coldly, drawing out a blood-red sword.

This was one of the inheritances Old Gong acquired, known as the Blood-Drinking Sword.

With the appearance of the Blood-Drinking Sword, Old Gong's aura surged significantly once more.

Bloodthirsty Sword!

Simultaneously, Old Gong slashed out a streak of blood-red Sword Qi.

The blood-red Sword Qi, filled with endless killing intent, flew toward the Black Dragon.

Boom!

As the two made contact, the blood-red Sword Qi and the Dark Giant Dragon entwined in battle.

Originally, Old Gong thought he could give the Ghost Cultivator a hard time.

But, as they wrestled, Old Gong felt a powerful force rushing toward him, instantly blasting him away.

"Such...such terrifying True Qi." Only now did Old Gong realize how strong the Ghost Cultivator was, understanding why he was able to crush so many inheritors at once.

"Again!" However, Old Gong was unwilling to accept defeat, instantly throwing out another sword slash.

This blood-red Sword Qi seemed even stronger than the previous one.

Dark Dragon Assault!

Boom!

Once more there was a massive explosion, and Old Gong was again knocked back, but not as embarrassingly as before.

"So it's true! Even he's no match?"

"It seems we really have no hope, is this guy truly invincible?"

"Heavens! Earth! Who can save us?"

Seeing Old Gong get knocked back again, the onlookers were all in despair, knowing Old Gong was not the Ghost Cultivator's match.

"I told you, how could he possibly be this freak's opponent?"

"Although he grows more courageous and stronger in battle, the other guy simply won't give him that kind of chance."

Seeing Old Gong defeated, the inheritors displayed an expression of "just as expected".

From the start, they didn't believe Old Gong could defeat the Ghost Cultivator, and now, their hunch was confirmed.

"Go!" At this moment, with Ye Feng's signal, Feng Gu rushed out immediately.

"Old Gong, I'll assist you." With a cry, Feng Gu had already reached Old Gong, fully revealing his aura.

At the same time, before Feng Gu appeared numerous white spectral figures.

The ten white specters in front looked extremely terrifying, with incredibly fierce appearances, all possessing near Martial God Realm level.

Moreover, after the appearance of these ten white specters, more and more white specters appeared rapidly.

Indeed, Feng Gu conjured a total of one hundred and ten white specters.

Among them, ten at near Martial God Realm, and a hundred at half-step Martial God peak realm.

"What...what is this thing? Near Martial God Realm? And so many? What kind of demon technique is this?"

"This...this lineup is so terrifying? Is this guy together with the previous one? Even more terrifying?"

"Holy crap! What kind of ghostly thing is this? And such a terrifying aura? Did this guy conjure all these?"

Seeing so many white specters suddenly appear, everyone was shocked, filled with disbelief.

Even the Ghost Cultivator not far away looked a bit unsettled at the sight.

Ten near Martial Gods, a hundred half-step Martial God peaks, enough to give him quite the challenge...