The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1027 One Punch Flying

Lin Tianlong felt a little bitter in his heart, because he knew that the Martial Arts Association could not scare away the Iron Sword Sect.

Even if the Iron Sword Sect did not dare to do anything excessive to the Lin family on the surface, the Lin family would not be able to deal with it secretly.

Take the matter of robbing mineral veins as an example, the Martial Arts Association doesn't care.

Seeing that Lin Tianlong's face seemed to be loosening, Elder Minghuo continued to strike while the iron was hot: "Master Lin, the Iron Sword Sect will not force others to do anything. You have the right to choose to refuse."

"But let's talk ugly ahead. If one day you are injured again, or Miss Lin disappears for no reason, it will be none of my Iron Sword Sect's business."

Such a naked threat made Lin Tianlong clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles, and his eyes were burning with anger.

At this time, a leisurely voice came in from outside the living room: "Uncle Lin, when did a mangy dog ​​come into your living room? It kept barking and barking, which really upset me."

After the words fell, Ye Feng walked in leisurely with a glass of red wine in his hand.

The dignified seventh elder of the Iron Sword Sect, with a high status, was actually called a mangy dog!
The murderous intention in Elder Minghuo's chest was boiling like a hundred-degree boiling water!

Ren Yue immediately jumped out and cursed angrily: "Little beast, who are you calling a mangy dog?"

Ye Feng glanced at Ren Yue and Ren Xiaotian, took a sip of red wine, and said with a smile: "I made a mistake just now, it was not one mangy dog, but three mangy dogs."

At this time, not only Elder Minghuo was furious, but Ren Yue and Ren Xiaotian were also furious.

Lin Tianlong, Lin Hui and others did not expect that Ye Feng would suddenly come here and say such words. His body suddenly stiffened, and he secretly mobilized his internal strength to prevent the impending battle.

"I'll kill you!" Ren Xiaotian yelled angrily, his momentum exploded, his body flashed, his internal energy gathered, and he punched Ye Feng.

The corner of Ren Yue's mouth curled up in a cold arc. Although he didn't know the origin of this kid who suddenly appeared, but he dared to scold the seventh elder of the Iron Sword Sect, he was simply seeking death.

Seeing Ren Xiaotian charging towards him, Ye Feng didn't even bother to hide.

Ren Xiaotian was only a low-level military general, and in front of Ye Feng, he was as weak as a kitten or puppy.

After Ren Xiaotian came one meter in front of him, Ye Feng kicked out without any fancy, hitting Ren Xiaotian's abdomen.

After a muffled sound, Ren Xiaotian was kicked away. While blood spurted from his mouth, he hit the wall heavily and then slid to the ground.

"Xiaotian!" Ren Yue shouted, turned around and rushed towards Ren Xiaotian who was lying in the corner.

Seeing Ren Xiaotian fainting, Ren Yue turned to look at Ye Feng, his eyes full of killing intent: "You little beast, you have a few moments, no wonder you dare to be so rampant!"

The aura of Ren Yue, who was in the lower martial arts realm, burst out. When he stretched out his right hand, his five fingers seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.

"If you dare to hurt my son, you will die without mercy!" Ren Yue shouted angrily and rushed towards Ye Feng.

Lin Tianlong shouted: "Ren Yue, in my Lin family, you can't be presumptuous!"

Lin Tianlong flashed and stopped in front of Ren Yue.

Ren Yue did not hesitate to shift the target of attack to Lin Tianlong.

The next second, Lin Tianlong and Ren Yue were fighting fiercely. The living room was filled with energy, and the seats and benches were damaged one after another.

Elder Minghuo didn't care about the fight between Ren Yue and Lin Tianlong, but stared at Ye Feng like a poisonous snake: "Boy, from the moment you scolded me, you don't deserve to live in this world."

Elder Minghuo's cultivation at the lower level of martial arts exploded, and invisible air waves lingered around his body. The powerful air oppressed seemed to make the air in the living room heavy.

Elder Lin Hui, Lin Tianhu and others turned pale for a moment, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Elder Minghuo raised his right hand, and a light blue flame could be seen burning in his palm.

"Elder Minghuo, please calm down." Lin Hui flashed and stood between Elder Minghuo and Ye Feng.Even if the Lin family now has two martial arts sects, they cannot be opponents of the Iron Sword Sect.

Ye Feng is the benefactor of the Lin family, and Elder Lin Hui cannot ignore him.

"Get away!" Elder Minghuo roared angrily and slapped Lin Hui with his palm.

Lin Hui received Elder Minghuo's palm forcefully and vomited blood and fell back. At the same time, Elder Minghuo appeared in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng still held the red wine glass in his right hand, his expression was calm and calm, and there seemed to be a faint teasing smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

He turned a blind eye to Elder Minghuo's attack.

This move made Elder Minghuo and the three corpse gods jump violently. The light blue flames in their hands shot directly at Ye Feng's forehead.

Ye Feng sneered, made a fist with his left hand, and punched out.

"Oh!"

The fists and palms collided, and a muffled sound erupted.

Ye Feng held the red wine glass and remained motionless, while Elder Minghuo's expression tightened and he took several steps back.

This time, Elder Minghuo's eyes were no longer filled with contempt, but with horror.

He was horrified that Ye Feng could easily receive his palm at such a young age.

Although Elder Minghuo only used [-]% of his power due to his contempt for Ye Feng, even with [-]% of his power, he could easily make a Martial Master-level martial artist vomit blood.

Is it possible that this young boy is also a master in the Wuzong realm?

Elder Lin Hui, Lin Tianhu and others witnessed the fight between Ye Feng and Elder Minghuo, and they were shocked beyond words.

"Your name is Elder Minghuo, right? Now I'll give you a chance, kneel down and kowtow to me, and I may consider sparing you." Ye Feng finished the glass of red wine and said calmly.

"Fart!" Elder Minghuo yelled angrily, mobilizing all his internal energy, and a light blue aura lingered around him.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Minghuo stretched out his right hand, light blue breath quickly condensed in his hand, and a long sword burning with light blue flame appeared in his hand.

"Now, you can die!" Elder Minghuo held the sword in both hands and slashed at Ye Feng furiously.

A sneer flashed across Ye Feng's lips, he threw the red wine glass in his right hand and punched the blue flaming sword.

"Oh!"

The fist blessed with spiritual power collided with the blue flame sword, and the blue flame sword suddenly shattered, scattered into dots of blue light, and disappeared.

At the same time, invisible air waves spread, and Elder Minghuo took a step back.

Ye Feng's offensive did not stop, and an illusory fist was blasted towards Elder Minghuo.

There was only a loud "bang" sound, and the illusory fist hit Elder Minghuo's chest.

Elder Minghuo's body suddenly flew out like a sandbag, directly smashing through the door of the living room and flying out.

Finally, Minghuo's long body hit a stone pillar in the pool outside, breaking the stone pillar and falling into the water, turning into a drowned rat.

Elder Minghuo spurted out a mouthful of old blood, dyeing the pool red.

(End of this chapter)