Godly Conceited Son-in-law

Guan Yang raised his foot and sent another person flying to the side.    

When he raised his head, there was already a large patch of land lying on the ground. They all had painful expressions on their faces as they covered their wounds and wailed incessantly.    

These were the opponents that the berserk sect would face in the future. If they didn't take advantage of this situation to clean up a little more, it would definitely cause quite a bit of trouble for the brothers of the berserk sect later on.    

Guan Yang's figure flashed as he instantly appeared behind a cultivator. Clenching both of his fists tightly, he viciously threw an "Octane Blast" at his back.    

The next second, this person was like a paper man. His entire body folded together and flew backward.    

When Guan Jiu saw this, he couldn't help but be astounded. His watery eyes widened as he sucked in a breath of cold air.    

"Young master, you … "Isn't it too fierce?"    

Guan Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an evil smile. He said in a soft voice, "Aren't you clear on whether I am fierce or not?"    

Hearing this, Guan Jiu instantly lowered his head in shame. Now, whenever she thought of her craziness in bed, her ears would redden.    

At this moment, a chair leg suddenly came at him. Guan Jiu dodged to the side. As they looked in the direction of the throw, they saw Mystic One looking at them with a serious expression.    

"Stinking brat, what time is it, you're still getting tired of it." If you don't use your full strength, we'll all be finished here today! " Mystic One scolded him angrily in a low voice.    

"Master, I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?" These are all shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and are not worth mentioning at all! " Guan Yang snorted with disdain.    

At this moment, the heads of the seven great sects were standing at the door of the conference room, and they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.    

"This Guan Yang really has something." Shen Wan had a meaningful smile on his face.    

"Without hard skills, would he be able to take a few secret meetings in a few months?" The Xuan Ju snorted coldly on the side.    

"Well, it doesn't matter if he is a dragon or a worm. "Since you've already entered through this door, don't think that you can leave this place alive!" A trace of a sinister look appeared in the eyes of Sun Ce.    

Hearing this, He Zhizhang, who was standing by the side, had a smile on his face. He suddenly spoke to Gongsun Ce, "Since it's as Gongsun Clan Head has said, why don't you send some of your elites?"    

"He Zhizhang, you …" All of a sudden, Gongsun Ce was at a loss for words and didn't know how to respond.    

Just as he was getting anxious, Sun Wanli, the leader of the Sun family, who had a big belly, suddenly stood up.    

"Since you two elder brothers are unwilling to go, then give this opportunity to me. Many thanks!"    

Before the sound of his voice faded, he had already waved his hand, and almost ten experts of the Mystic realm had already rushed out from the side, rushing towards the three people in the crowd.    

Guan Yang was the first to feel the killing intent coming from this man. After experiencing so much combat, his analysis of the battlefield had already far surpassed the average person's.    

He suddenly turned around and retreated back to the two of them. The pair of obsidian eyes exuded a cold and sharp light as they swept through the approaching martial practitioners, bringing them an endless sense of oppression.    

"Master, Guan Yao, we must finish this battle quickly. They have already sent out their elites!"    

Mystic One raised her head as she was alerted by the grim expressions and lifeless eyes of the dozen or so people in front of her.    

"Holy shit, they're both in the Tongxuan realm. Are these martial cultivators produced in the same batch?" Mystic One cursed in shock.    

In such a moment of desperation, Guan Yang couldn't care less about talking back to Mystic One. He leaned over and whispered to Guan Jiu, "Guan Yao, where is the safety exit you mentioned just now?"    

Guan Jiu's beautiful eyes swept across the scene before him.    

"Young master, the left side of the gate!"    

Guan Yang looked towards the direction where the sound was coming from. Naturally, there were crowds of people at the entrance. Countless martial cultivators were blocking the way.    

Damn it, there are so many people at the door, it's impossible to break through!    

At this time, an expert of the Tongxuan realm had already arrived in front of Guan Yang. The worst case scenario had occurred.    

Guan Yang frowned. His back was tightly pressed against Guan Jiu and his master, Mystic One. Being surrounded was the only thing he could rely on.    

"Master, how should we leave?" Guan Yang asked for help.    

Mystic One glanced at the door and shook her head helplessly.    

"There's only one way out. If we want to survive, we have to go all out!"    

Guan Yang narrowed his eyes as he watched the approaching martial practitioners. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he revealed an evil smile.    

"That's what I was waiting for!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Yang turned into a mass of black fog and disappeared into the air. In the next second, his body appeared behind a cultivator. He brandished his fists and viciously aimed them at the man's head.    

"Bang!"    

After a crisp sound, the body of the Martial Disciple looked like a building that had lost its support, turning into a pile of mud and lying on the ground.    

An expert at the middle stage of the Nascent Profound Realm.    

One hit kill!    

This scene was simply too shocking. The other experts of the Tongxuan realm couldn't help but be taken aback.    

This person's strength was too terrifying!    

However, in the next second, they received a death order from the Patriarch. No matter what, he had to capture Guan Yang alive.    

It was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands, but for Guan Yang, as long as his speed was fast enough, it would not be a problem.    

He moved to the side and easily dodged a swift circle, listening to the whistling sound of the wind. The corner of Guan Yang's mouth raised slightly as he looked at the person in front of him with a face full of smiles.    

"Bro, you're finished!"    

Before he finished speaking, Guan Yang's feet had already moved. He raised his leg and kicked him, sending him flying and crashing into the ground in front of the heads of the seven great sects.    

"Humph, not even one hit!"    

After that, there was the killing show that belonged solely to Guan Yang.    

The effect of the East Ocean Incense technique was crucial to Guan Yang's victory. Combined with the gentleness of the "Octane Blast", "Seven Injury Fist", and "Thunder Leg", he was like a dragon swimming through the crowd of martial artists. No one could do anything to him.    

Just as Guan Yang thought that breaking in was effective, he suddenly heard curses coming from behind him.    

"Let go of your aunt's collar, or I'll punch you to death!" "Ahh!    

Before he could finish his words, Guan Jiu felt a sharp pain coming from his stomach. The pain from the spasm had spread to every part of his body.    

After all, Guan Jiu had just recently come into contact with a cultivator. In comparison to such a powerful Tongxuan realm expert, he was somewhat lacking.    

Guan Yang turned his head abruptly, and Han Che's eyes locked onto the martial cultivator.    

"Let her go!"    

A murderous light flashed in his eyes as killing intent radiated from his entire body, causing the surrounding cultivators to not dare to approach him.    

"Brat, you're dead for sure!"    

Before he finished speaking, Guan Yang's body flashed and he instantly arrived beside this person. With a wave of his hand, the man's arm was severed.    

Guan Jiu also fell into Guan Yang's arms.