Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 1476: The Final Blow

Yan Jiuxiang dared not be careless, the black energy around him surged and instantly formed into a protective shield.

"Boom!"

The Big Halberd struck the protective shield with violent force.

The shield couldn’t withstand even for a second before shattering with a loud bang.

Yan Jiuxiang spat blood repeatedly, crashing towards the ground like a cannonball.

With a loud thud, the ground was smashed into a deep pit.

Yan Jiuxiang’s legs were almost embedded into the ground, showing how terrifying the power of Qin Yi’s strike was.

Qin Yi’s eyes were bright, filled with high battle spirit.

He crazily urged the Big Halberd, the Flood Dragon Spear almost turning purple.

With a flick of his hand, the Big Halberd shot towards Yan Jiuxiang on the ground like lightning.

"Bang!"

Dirt erupted tens of meters high, Yan Jiuxiang rose, pulling his legs from the ground, with black energy swirling around him.

With a slap of his palm, the black energy transformed into two Black Dragons rushing towards the rapidly approaching Big Halberd.

Yet, the Flood Dragon Spear instantly dispersed, turning into seven streams of red light, evading the two Black Dragons and increasing speed.

Yan Jiuxiang’s face changed dramatically.

Raising his hand for another slap, the black energy rolled and swept out.

"Boom!"

Of the seven Flood Dragon Spears, six were instantly shattered by the black energy.

This meant that out of the seven Flood Dragon Spears, six were fakes.

However, to kill, only one is needed.

Qin Yi’s wings flapped, and dark red Phoenix Red Flames swept out.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two Black Dragons formed from ghost energy that the Flood Dragon Spear evaded were blasted apart, instantly refined by the Red Flames.

Ghost energy belongs to sinister forces, and fire can just restrain these; especially the Phoenix Flames of Qin Yi that can completely suppress Yan Jiuxiang’s ghost energy.

At the same time, the true body of the Flood Dragon Spear pierced through the sweeping storm.

A miserable scream echoed.

A figure sprayed blood as he flew backwards.

Yan Jiuxiang originally thought all seven Flood Dragon Spears were shattered, but hadn’t expected only six were.

The real Flood Dragon Spear pierced through the storm, instantly arriving before him.

The Flood Dragon Spear was so fast it didn’t give him a chance to react.

Yan Jiuxiang roared furiously, trying to dodge with all his might, but was still sliced by the Flood Dragon Spear on one arm.

Blood gushed like a fountain from the severed arm, causing Yan Jiuxiang to howl in pain, his features twisted.

"Swish!"

A flash of red light, followed by a "bang", a mist of blood exploded.

Yan Jiuxiang’s severed arm was directly shattered into a mist of blood by the Blood Flood Dragon.

"Qin Yi."

Yan Jiuxiang had planned to retrieve the severed arm, but didn’t expect it to be blown into pieces by the Blood Flood Dragon.

He was furious beyond control, screaming frantically, his anger hurting his heart, spitting blood in his fury.

Qin Yi raised his hand, the Flood Dragon Spear flew back to his hand.

"Yan Jiuxiang, whether you can withstand my next strike depends on your fate."

Under Qin Yi’s urging, the Flood Dragon Spear emanated brilliant radiance.

"Little friend Qin Yi."

Just as Qin Yi was about to strike, Jing Wangyou spoke up.

Qin Yi looked at him.

Jing Wangyou said awkwardly, "Little friend Qin Yi, the disciples of my Netherworld Hall are watching. At least let me, give me some face."

"Uh..."

Qin Yi was caught in a dilemma.

The Eight Desolate Six Harmonies Spear is tremendously powerful, and he has only used two strikes, wanting to still practice on Yan Jiuxiang.

"One strike, I promise it’s the last, assured to deliver him to you intact."

Jing Wangyou looked dumbfounded, at the one-armed Yan Jiuxiang, "You’re sure it’s intact?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"Jing Palace Master, don’t sweat the details."

"I promise, last strike."

Jing Wangyou was full of doubt, giving Qin Yi another chance, does Yan Jiuxiang have any life left?

"Little friend Qin Yi, let me handle it from here."

So many disciples from the Netherworld Hall are watching, how can he, the hall master of Netherworld Hall, still need to rely on someone else to kill a traitor, does he not want face?

Qin Yi was excited, looking at Jing Wangyou, "Can we make a deal, let me have half a move, and the rest is yours."

Half a move?

Jing Wangyou was dumbfounded, he’s heard of winning by half a move, but never of only delivering half a move.

He was sure Qin Yi was bluffing him.

"Little friend Qin Yi, you’re our guest at the Netherworld Hall, how can we trouble you with such matters."

"You rest for a while."

Qin Yi replied, "I’m not afraid of getting tired."

Jing Wangyou was speechless, this person was so shameless.

The two were discussing who would act, while on the other side Yan Jiuxiang was almost bursting with anger.

Did these two treat him like a pushover, squeezing whenever they wanted, even fighting to squeeze him, it’s too much bullying.

"Qin Yi."

At this moment, Yun Mengyao approached from afar with Jing Wuyan and others who had regained consciousness.

Qin Yi turned to look, seeing Jing Wuyan and the others unharmed, he couldn’t help smiling.

However, at this moment, Jing Wangyou moved.

Jing Wangyou spared no effort in using his power, with both palms striking simultaneously, like a mountain collapsing, the storm surged like a tidal wave.

"Old man, you’re not fair."

Qin Yi quickly said.

Jing Wangyou took the opportunity of his turning head to attack Yan Jiuxiang.

"Boom!"

The violent power directly submerged Yan Jiuxiang.

The earth cracked, the storm swept, dirt soared hundreds of meters high.

"It’s over." Qin Yi felt regret.

Yan Jiuxiang was no match for Jing Wangyou, especially now with an arm severed and drastically reduced combat power, unable to withstand Jing Wangyou’s palm.

Indeed, when the storm dissipated, the ground showed a massive Heavenly Pit.

As for Yan Jiuxiang, he had turned into pieces.

He was blown into pieces by Jing Wangyou’s palm.

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched; this old guy was really ruthless, not leaving any opportunity for him.

"Sorry, didn’t hold back for a moment, didn’t expect this guy to be so fragile, I didn’t even exert much force, and he’s done."

Jing Wangyou said earnestly looking at Qin Yi.

Crap...

Qin Yi didn’t feel well at all.

This guy claiming not to exert much force was barely inferior to himself when putting on airs.

That, you call not exerting much force?

That palm just now clearly used all the strength as if feeding.

Yan Jiuxiang was dead, there was no point in Qin Yi worrying further.

He landed in front of Yun Mengyao and the others, looked at Jing Wuyan and them, and said:

"Are you all alright?"

Jing Wuyan deeply bowed towards Qin Yi, full of gratitude:

"Brother Qin, Fairy Yun Mengyao has told us everything."

"You saved our lives once again; I don’t know if I can ever repay this kindness in my lifetime."

Qin Yi laughed, "You can repay, definitely. Not too late to convert to gold coins or resources."

Jing Wuyan: "..."

"Big Brother Qin, thank you!"

Little Xi didn’t say much, just bent her knees intending to kneel down.

Qin Yi quickly raised his hand, using invisible force to hold her.

"It’s alright, by the time let Xiaoyanzi convert it to gold coins for me. If you kneel, I would feel embarrassed to ask him for money."

"You’re really obsessed with money."

Yun Mengyao showed disdain and annoyance, then looked at Jing Wuyan, "Don’t forget my share, after all, I also have credit in saving you."

Qin Yi: "..."

Xiao Jian looked at Qin Yi, "I owe you a big favor. Tell me, how do you want me to repay? Should I convert it to gold coins as well?"

Qin Yi said embarrassedly, "Uncle Jian, you’re really too kind. Actually... converting to Earth Spirit Stone is also good."

Xiao Jian’s mouth twitched violently a few times.