My Ares Son-in-Law

Hailong's heart was filled with anxiety and helplessness.

He knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous, and if he was not careful, he might be doomed. Therefore, he could never admit Xiao Chen's accusation, even if it was a slander made out of nothing, he had to firmly deny it.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that he had to stay calm at this moment in order to deal with any situation that might arise. He looked at Xiao Chen again, his eyes more resolute and resolute, as if telling Xiao Chen that he would never easily succumb to such unwarranted accusations.

"Xiao Chen, do you think your few words can destroy me? Don't dream!" Hai Long said coldly, with a hint of provocation and disdain in his tone. He tried to show his fearlessness and toughness in this way, but in fact, his heart was like a turbulent sea, difficult to calm down.

"Haha, you don't have to tell me this. You don't have to die yet, because I will send you to the Yama Palace and make your deeds public. I will also let everyone know what kind of people the Shadow King's men are."

There was a hint of cold smile in Xiao Chen's tone, and his eyes were as sharp as ice as he stared directly at Hai Long, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets and sins in his heart.

Xiao Chen's sneer revealed an unquestionable firmness, and he continued:

"Do you think that just because I can find out what you did, I can't find any evidence of your crime? There is a God above your head! You can't see it, but it can see you. Everything you do, no matter how secret, will eventually come to light."

Hai Long's face became uglier as he listened to Xiao Chen's words. His eyes were like a fire-breathing beast, full of anger and unwillingness. He knew very well that once he was targeted by the Yama Palace, his fate would be extremely miserable. And Xiao Chen's words were undoubtedly sentencing him to death.

"Bullshit, I'll kill you!" Hai Long finally couldn't stand it anymore, he roared like an enraged beast, his muscles instantly bulged like a taut bowstring, ready to go. He rushed towards Xiao Chen like an unstoppable chariot, with a force that was enough to destroy everything.

Hai Long's fist drew a heavy trajectory in the air, carrying the sound of whistling wind, and hit Xiao Chen's head heavily. He poured all his strength into this punch, as if he wanted to smash Xiao Chen's head like a watermelon.

The fist as big as a hammer was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, with an overwhelming momentum, just like a heavy truck crashing head-on.

The air seemed to be torn apart by this force, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye. Along with the raging wind it brought, the surrounding grass and trees were blown to and fro, and it seemed that even the earth was shaking.

However, facing this horrific attack that was enough to kill a tiger with one punch, Xiao Chen just smiled contemptuously, his eyes full of calmness and confidence.

He didn't even dodge, but just stood there quietly, like an unshakable mountain. Looking at the fist that could destroy everything, he pointed out in the air, his movements were light and graceful, as if he was performing a sacred ritual.

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A cold light suddenly lit up in the night sky, like a meteor across the sky, carrying endless coldness and sharpness.

This cold light instantly penetrated Hai Long's Dantian, destroying his entire cultivation. Hai Long's body trembled violently, as if all his strength had been drained away. His eyes instantly lost their luster, becoming empty and desperate. Puff!
Hai Long's body fell weakly, he stumbled back, every step seemed so difficult. There was no more fierceness and arrogance in his eyes, only fear and despair that could not be concealed. He stared at Xiao Chen with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"what--"

Hai Long's screams tore through the dark night sky, his voice full of pain and unwillingness. He couldn't understand how this young man, who looked less than 20 years old, could have such terrifying strength. Even if he had been practicing since his mother's womb, how many years would it have been? How could he have reached such a state?

Hailong's body collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. He seemed to see the end of his life, and saw that the power and status he had pursued had all vanished at this moment. He could not understand or accept this cruel reality.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the tattooed man Hailong's abdomen, which was already stained red with blood, which was a shocking sight.

They couldn't help but gasp, their faces filled with shock and regret. Hai Long's abdominal wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and blood was gushing out, but compared to the flesh wound, what was more terrifying was that his Dantian had been completely destroyed.

Dantian, for a warrior, is the foundation of cultivation and the source of strength. Once Dantian is damaged, it means that the warrior's cultivation will be greatly reduced, or even completely lost. And Hailong's Dantian at this moment is like a desert ravaged by a strong wind, dead and silent, without any vitality.

Hai Long's cultivation was not only destroyed, but more importantly, he would never be able to practice martial arts again. This was undoubtedly the heaviest blow to a man who once respected martial arts and prided himself on strength. He would be imprisoned in the body of an ordinary person for his entire life, and would never be able to experience the pleasure of surging power and looking down on others.

This is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that such a waste will completely lose its value in the circle that Hailong used to be in. Shadow King, the powerful man who once had high hopes for him, will definitely not want a waste as his subordinate again.

Those who Hailong has offended will also take this opportunity to attack him, trying to regain his former face and dignity. At that time, Hailong will face endless pursuit and torture, and the rest of his life will be filled with pain and despair.

Thinking of this, people can't help but feel sad for Hai Long. He used to be so arrogant and domineering. But now, he is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, and can only be slaughtered. His fate seems to be doomed to a tragic end.

Hai Long was extremely terrified. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Xiao Chen, his voice trembling: "You...you ruined me, you might as well kill me." His face was full of despair and fear, as if at this moment, he had seen the end of his life.

Xiao Chen walked slowly towards Hailong. His pace was neither fast nor slow, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

He smiled faintly and said, "Kill you? Killing you would be too easy for you. I want to let you feel the fear and pain of those people you killed, and let them die in endless torture."

Xiao Chen's eyes revealed a deep chill, as if he could see through the deepest fear in people's hearts. (End of this chapter)