Supreme Son-in-law

The young general who was guarding the city brought a group of people to City Lord's Mansion.    

    

Looking at the pedestrians who were coming and going, their faces were pale and they looked like they were still in a state of shock. Even the soldiers who came with them had a look of disdain on their faces.    

    

A small place was a small place, and it was a place where people from big cities like them came.    

    

In just a moment, they arrived at City Lord's Mansion.    

    

Yuen Tiangaang thought that after the war, the people of City Lord's Mansion would abandon him and leave, but the reality was different.    

    

He had obtained the recognition of the people with his own ability.    

    

This also made Yuen Tiangaang heave a sigh of relief.    

    

"City Lord, someone from the Shadowlight Mansion has come. He wants to see you!"    

    

A disciple from the Yuen Family quickly stepped forward.    

    

The City Lord's Mansion had suffered a great loss this time. Helpless, Yuen Tiangaang had no choice but to let the disciple from the Yuen Family serve as his follower.    

    

What?    

    

Someone from the Shadowlight Mansion came?!    

    

"Do you know who they are?"    

    

The disciple shook his head, "I don't know. They have a lot of people, and the cultivation is very powerful. I'm afraid they have come with ill intentions!"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang was secretly shocked. This Wuwei City was a flying land. Although it was under the jurisdiction of the Shadowlight Mansion, no one had been in charge of it for the past few decades. What was the purpose of sending someone over now?    

    

After thinking for a while, Yuen Tiangaang said, "Go, invite him in."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from outside.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

One of the soldiers guarding the gate was knocked down to the ground by strong wind. " "Hmph, you're overestimating yourself. How dare you block our path? Get out of my way!"    

    

Zhang Yueming snorted coldly and walked in first.    

    

"You're that audacious person who dared to take the position of City Lord?"    

    

Zhang Yueming sized Yuen Tiangaang up, his eyes revealed a mocking expression, "How dare you! You are just a Mid returning to reality thief, how dare you steal the position of City Lord? Do you... want to die?"    

    

As he spoke, he unleashed the might of a Mid Core Formation Stage cultivator without holding anything back.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang felt an enormous pressure, and his knees went limp as he directly knelt on the ground.    

    

The force was so great that it broke the floor. His knees sank into the ground.    

    

"You... Who are you?!"    

    

Beads of sweat appeared on Yuen Tiangaang's forehead, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.    

    

Too strong! This young man was too strong! He gave him a feeling that he was even stronger than Ning Tianxiong.    

    

Furthermore, he was extremely unreasonable!    

    

"You hillbilly! I am Zhang Yueming, the Law Official of Shadowlight Mansion's Punishment Bureau! I am here to take charge of the Wuwei City's Punishment Court!"    

    

Zhang Yueming said proudly.    

    

"Since you are from the Shadowlight Mansion, why are you doing this to me?"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang said with red eyes.    

    

"What a good thief! Let me ask you, did you get the approval of the master of the Shadowlight Mansion Prefecture?"    

    

Zhang Yueming drew his short sword, his eyes filled with killing intent, "I can teach you to die in peace. Stealing the position of the city master is the same as plotting a rebellion. All your family members will be executed for your crimes in the Imperial Court. Go to hell! "    

    

Just as he was about to chop off Yuen Tiangaang's head with his sword, Yuen Xuefei rushed over. "Don't hurt my father!"    

    

Swish!    

    

The Ice Flying Sword flew over. This level of attack was child's play to Zhang Yueming.    

    

"Good, good, good. You still dare to sneak attack. If I don't kill you today, I, Zhang Yueming..."    

    

He was halfway through his sentence, but he could not say the rest of his words.    

    

His eyes stared straight at Yuen Xuefei, and his throat moved. What a beautiful girl! He didn't expect that there was such a beautiful girl in the tiny Wuwei City.    

    

No, he called this thief his father. He never thought that this thief would have such a beautiful daughter.    

    

Even in the Shadowlight Mansion, he had never seen such a beautiful girl before.    

    

It wasn't just him. Everyone behind him had their eyes fixed on her.    

    

Zhou Fumo, Li Changkong, Ji Yuan... was no different.    

    

It was just a pity that this beauty was a thief!    

    

Zhang Yueming smiled coldly. So what if she was beautiful? She still couldn't escape death. Of course, before she died, such a beautiful woman could still be brought into the imperial prison and enjoy it.    

    

"Consort Xue, let's go!"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang's eyes were scarlet red. These people were completely indiscriminate. They had come here to fight and kill, and he didn't even have the chance to explain himself!    

    

How could this be done by an official? This was simply more like a devil than a devil!    

    

"I'm not leaving!"    

    

Yuen Xuefei's Flying Sword was easily sent flying. In her heart, she knew that these people were not ordinary.    

    

Especially the aura surrounding their bodies, it was very shocking.    

    

Seeing Yuen Xuefei rushing over, Li Changkong took a ring from his waist and threw it over.    

    

The ring suddenly expanded several times in the air and firmly wrapped around Yuen Xuefei.    

    

Although this Indefinite Flying Ring was only a top grade treasure, it was still very easy to use to tie up a small returning to reality Cultivator.    

    

Yuen Xuefei, who was struck by Gu Zhu, instantly lost her ability to move. She fell to the ground and became a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.    

    

"Brother Zhang, this old thief's cultivation is low. If he can steal the position of City Lord, he must have an accomplice!"    

    

Li Changkong said.    

    

"That's not right. I smell demons here!"    

    

Zhou Fumo acted as if he was facing a great enemy. He took out the Demon Subduing Greatsword on his back.    

    

The smell was very faint, but its aura was very strong. It was definitely a great demon at the Core Formation stage.    

    

He used the tip of his sword to strangle Yuen Tiangaang's neck and looked down at him from above. "Tell your henchmen honestly. Maybe I can spare your life!"    

    

"I don't have a henchman. How can I have a henchman?"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang raged in his heart, "You people claim to be extraordinary, but you don't even give me the chance to explain. What's the difference between you and the demonic devils?"    

    

Zhang Yueming raged, "You're courting death!"    

    

With a flip of his hand, an iron whip appeared in his hand. This was his Natal Spirit Weapon. Under this whip, countless criminals were killed.    

    

"Pa!"    

    

With a fierce whip, Yuen Tiangaang's skin and flesh split open, and blood flowed out.    

    

"Let me ask you again, where is your henchman?"    

    

"I don't have a henchman!"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang shouted, "You devils who don't distinguish between black and white, Wuwei City just happened to encounter a great beast tide, where are you? Who do you think you are? If it wasn't for me leading the people of Wuwei City to resist the beast tide, this place would have become a dead city long ago! "    

    

He was ruthless in his heart. He was ruthless to the fact that his strength was too low.    

    

Was it because he didn't want to contact the Shadowlight Mansion?    

    

It just so happened that the beast tide had arrived and the official road was occupied by beasts. How was he supposed to contact them?    

    

Also, he resisted the beast tide. Even if he had no credit, he had to work hard.    

    

"He has a sharp tongue, and he still dares to show off his fierce tongue."    

    

Zhang Yueming didn't care that much. Snatching the position of the City Lord was a crime.    

    

"Crack crack crack!"    

    

He whipped Yuen Tiangaang dozens of times in a row, and only made his skin and flesh split open. His entire body was covered in blood.    

    

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me!"    

    

Yuen Xuefei's face was full of tears.    

    

"My father is a hero, a hero who saved the Wuwei City. You can't do this to him!"    

    

Although it was Chen Yang who did this at the last moment, if it wasn't for Yuen Tiangaang, the Wuwei City would have been destroyed that night.    

    

There was still the second day waiting.    

    

For the sake of the Wuwei City, Yuen Tiangaang racked his brains, but why were these people treating him like this?    

    

"Let me ask you one last time, who is the henchman behind you!"    

    

Yuen Tiangaang said, "I... I don't have a henchman... I don't..."    

    

At this moment, Steward Mei arrived. He held a white sword in his hand and walked out from the back of the hall.    

    

"Let go of the old master Miss, or else I will make you all return with no return today!"    

    

Steward Mei was afraid in his heart. All of his courage was on the sword in his hand.    

    

There was no other reason. It was because this sword was given to him by Chen Yang.    

    

He recalled what Chen Yang had said. If there was any danger, take out this sword and save his life!    

    

This was a critical moment.    

    

When they saw Steward Mei, they were stunned for a moment, then they burst into laughter.    

    

A Simplicity Returning Stage old servant with an ordinary short sword in his hand dared to talk nonsense here?    

    

Zhang Yueming laughed until his stomach hurt.    

    

"Alright, I would like to see how you are going to make me come. ...    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Before he could finish his words, Steward Mei waved the sword in his hand, and an incomparably powerful sword energy flew out.    

    

Zhang Yueming did not have time to dodge. He hurriedly blocked it, and with a single sword strike, he cut off his magic treasure with his real name.    

    

"Pu!"    

    

Magical equipment was closely related to its owner. If the magical equipment was damaged, then its owner would definitely not be able to escape.    

    

Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, Zhang Yueming flew out of the hall!    

    

This sudden turn of events caused everyone's expressions to change greatly.    

    

Clang!    

    

Everyone looked at Steward Mei as if they were facing a formidable enemy.    

    

They had never thought that this old servant who seemed to only be at the Simplicity Returning Stage would be so powerful.    

    

Although Zhang Yueming, who was at the mid Core Formation stage, was suspected of launching a sneak attack, they could tell from the side that he was formidable!    

    

Zhou Fumo and Li Changkong exchanged glances and adopted the posture of a battle.    

    

"Old dog, you're a cultivation that can be condensed into a cultivation, right? Stop pretending!"    

    

Zhou Fumo pointed his big sword at Steward Mei with a solemn expression.    

    

Me pretending?    

    

Little did he know that Steward Mei was also very confused.    

    

He didn't expect that the sword given to him by Chen Yang would be so powerful that it could send that man flying with just a single strike.    

    

"I'm warning you, it's not too late to get lost now. Don't force me to start a massacre!"    

    

Steward Mei said in a calm tone.