The Godlike Son-in-Law

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Loud noises resounded through the arena. Chen Jiannan's body was like a ball, and he smashed the arena more than a dozen times. Finally, he smashed the arena into a hole and fell on the arena with scars all over his body.

Yang Zitao, who was sitting on the main stage, stood up with fear in his eyes. He never imagined that the white-haired old man was so powerful that even Old Chen was no match for him.

"This..." Chu Xiu'er remained silent. A peerless master like this, even the Chu family, would not dare to offend easily, even if their Chu family was one of the three major families in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Hall Master, what should we do now?" Hall Master Hei frowned slightly: "The white-haired old man seems to be a bad visitor!"

"This person is extraordinary. I'm afraid no one will be able to get the first place in this martial arts competition in the south of the Yangtze River!" Long Haitian frowned: "This may not be a good thing!"

"Inner strength in martial arts! Peak martial artist!" Chen Jiannan said weakly, looking up at the white-haired old man: "Who are you!"

"Jiangdong Tianhai Pavilion!" The white-haired old man said coldly, his eyes were like flames, and he looked at the crowd fiercely: "Young King of Qingzhou, Master Ye! How long are you going to stand there?"

Everyone looked sideways, and even kept dodging their figures. The white-haired old man came prepared. He must have come to seek revenge today. They didn't want to be misunderstood. If they were targeted by the white-haired old man, they would be taken advantage of.

"Are you calling me?"

Ye Tian stood out from the crowd, looking at the white-haired old man, but his expression was calm.

Zhou Yuting, who was standing not far away, was stunned, and hurried forward to hold Ye Tian: "Are you crazy? His name is Master Ye, the young king of Qingzhou."

Ye Tian was taken aback by Zhou Yuting's actions. He never expected that Zhou Yuting would care about him so much at this critical moment: "I am Master Ye from Qingzhou!"

"I think you're crazy!" Zhou Yuting pulled Ye Tian to step aside. Although Ye Tian was a little silly and had some conflicts with him, he was the son-in-law of the Su family after all. If he was really buried here, he might have to replace Ye Tian. God collects the corpse.

Ye Tian didn't move at all, but walked towards the ring step by step. Zhou Yuting wanted to hold him, but she couldn't hold Ye Tian's figure at all.

Everyone at the scene looked sideways, not knowing what happened. Could Ye Tian really be Master Ye of Qingzhou, otherwise how could he consciously admit it.

"You are the young king of Qingzhou?" The white-haired old man looked at Ye Tian: "The two elders of Tianhai Pavilion died at your hands, and my apprentice was poisoned by your silver needle last night. Can you admit it?"

"Yes, I did all of this!"

Ye Tian did not hesitate: "So what?"

"So what if it's a good one! I came here today to take your life!" The white-haired old man's voice was cold: "If you apologize with death, I will keep your whole body, or I will let you be smashed to pieces!"

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Ye Tian shrugged: "Don't inquire about my real strength before making a move. This is a big taboo in the martial arts world!"

"It's a big joke, I'm an imposing peak martial artist, would I be afraid of you, a rising star?" The white-haired old man had a fierce look in his eyes, but everyone's expression was uncertain.

The people in front of them are very powerful, so they naturally know that even Long Haitian on the main stage doesn't know what to do: "This person is here for Mr. Ye, if he is a little careless, Mr. Ye may ruin his hand." .”

"Then what should we do now?" Hall Master Hei frowned.