My Ares Son-in-Law

Facing this double attack, Xiao Chen did not show any panic on his face. Instead, he showed a contemptuous smile, which showed both disdain for his opponent's strength and absolute confidence in his own strength.

His eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and he instantly captured the attack trajectory of the two people.

In a flash, Xiao Chen's arms were like a snake emerging from a cave, as fast as lightning, and he grabbed Ares' fist and the clog warrior's sword with incredible precision.

This grab was not only steady, accurate and ruthless, but also revealed an indescribable calmness and composure, as if he had already anticipated all this and was just waiting for the right opportunity.

The moment they were caught by Xiao Chen, the faces of Ares and the clog warrior changed suddenly. They were surprised to find that they could not move at all.

It was an unprecedented feeling of restraint, as if they were firmly locked by an invisible force and could not move. Their hearts were filled with shock and fear, as if they had really been cast with the "Immobilization Technique" from Black Myth Wukong, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

There was a hint of amusement in Xiao Chen's eyes. He slowly increased the strength in his hands, but he did not really use any strength. He just used an almost joking attitude to make the two people deeply realize the huge gap between them and him.

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to have become the master of this life-and-death battle, and everything was under his control.

This sudden horror scene made Ares and the clog warrior's faces pale as paper, without a trace of blood. The shock and despair in their eyes were intertwined, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

Originally, they were full of confidence, thinking that even if they couldn't completely defeat Xiao Chen, they could still fight him on equal terms and have a chance of survival. However, reality was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly cutting their fantasy and pulling them back to the cruel reality.

"This... How is this possible!" Ares screamed in his heart. He couldn't believe what he saw. The samurai sword of the wooden clog warrior, the indestructible blade that had accompanied him on the battlefield, was now as fragile as a piece of paper in Xiao Chen's hand. It broke into two pieces with a slight bend.

This scene was undoubtedly a huge blow to him, making him deeply realize the insurmountable gap between himself and Xiao Chen.

"Crack!" The crisp breaking sound echoed in the air, like the whisper of death, announcing the end of the fate of the clog warrior.

Then, without stopping, Xiao Chen's movements turned into a deadly lightning, accurately slashing the throat of the clog warrior. Blood gushed out, staining his clothes and the surrounding air red.

The clog warrior's eyes were wide open, full of reluctance and fear. He reached out to cover his neck, trying to stop the surging vitality, but it was all in vain. His steps began to stagger, and he retreated step by step, as if he was trying to escape this cruel reality.

Finally, he could no longer hold on, his body went limp, and he fell heavily to the ground. His eyes lost their luster, and his breathing gradually stopped. Only a cold corpse and a thick smell of blood filled the air were left behind.

This scene made Ares' heart sink to the bottom. He witnessed the tragic death of his companions and felt the threat of death coming so close to him. He understood that he was now fighting alone, and facing a strong man like Xiao Chen, his chances of winning were almost zero.

Ares knew that he was in a desperate situation. At the critical moment of life and death, he showed amazing decisiveness. Without any hesitation, he gritted his teeth, let out a heart-wrenching roar, and actually broke his right arm that was firmly grasped by Xiao Chen. In the severe pain, his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were shining with the light of survival. With this ruthlessness, he turned around suddenly and ran out of the cave with all his strength, trying to escape the clutches of the god of death.

However, he was facing Xiao Chen, a strong man who was much stronger than him. Ares's escape was doomed to be in vain. Xiao Chen didn't even look at him, but just waved his hand casually, and a blazing fireball cut through the air and went straight to Ares.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the flames that shot up into the sky instantly engulfed Ares. In the flames, Ares' figure twisted and struggled, and finally turned into a pile of charred carbon ash, which drifted away with the wind. The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, as well as an indescribable sadness and despair.

Xiao Chen stood there, looking indifferent, as if nothing had happened. He ignored the pile of cold ashes on the ground and cast his gaze to the other side of the cave - where a precious spiritual medicine was growing.

These spiritual medicines were obviously relics of the immortal fields left behind by the immortal cultivators of the past. Although they had not been taken care of for many years and looked a bit messy, they still grew tenaciously in this world lacking spiritual energy, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

Although there are not many of these medicinal herbs, each one contains rich spiritual power and is undoubtedly a rare treasure for practitioners.

Xiao Chen approached slowly, his eyes swept over these spiritual medicines one by one, and he couldn't help but admire them secretly in his heart. He knew very well how precious these spiritual medicines were, and he also knew that they would be of immeasurable help to his own practice.

The periphery of the fairy field is surrounded by a faint energy shield that almost blends in with the surrounding environment. This is the formation that protects this precious land from external intrusion.

This formation has gone through the test of time, which has left deep marks on it. Its light has become mottled and faint, and it appears fragile, as if it will collapse and dissipate at any time.

However, it is this seemingly fragile formation that stands there quietly like an old but still majestic guardian, refusing any unauthorized entry.

For most people, this formation is undoubtedly an insurmountable barrier. Its existence is like a natural moat, separating desire from despair. But Xiao Chen is different. There is a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, and he has a deep understanding of the formation.

Faced with this seemingly indestructible formation, he did not feel the slightest fear, but instead showed a hint of excitement.

He raised his hand slightly, and a trace of spiritual power flowed from his fingertips, as if he was having a silent conversation with this ancient formation. As his fingers moved gently, the originally stable formation began to tremble slightly, and the light on the light shield became more dazzling and chaotic.

After some exquisite operations, Xiao Chen finally found the flaw in the formation. He took a deep breath, and his spiritual power surged all over his body. Suddenly, a powerful force burst out from his body and hit the fragile core of the formation directly.

With a light "click" sound, the formation that had troubled countless people suddenly shattered at this moment, turning into tiny dots of starlight and dissipating into the air. (End of this chapter)