Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law

Chapter 599 A Bunch of Trash

"Formation restrictions, not good, this is troubling," the Snow King said with a solemn face.

She hadn’t expected that the other party was already prepared.

They had set up restrictions in advance, apparently to prevent them from finding the Holy Sword and leaving early.

Tang Qingyu’s face was also filled with gravity, and now they were thoroughly in trouble.

"Xia Wu, what do you want to do?" Song Xue immediately demanded.

"Hand over the Holy Sword, and I might spare your lives," the leading Xia Wu said with a sneer.

His gaze towards Song Xue and Tang Qingyu was full of mockery.

Two disciples from insignificant forces actually thought they could steal treasures from under his watch, a downright fanciful delusion.

Tang Qingyu returned to Song Xue’s side, and after exchanging a glance, a sharp glint flashed through their eyes.

The next moment, both of them made their move, heading straight for Xia Wu to kill him.

They both knew that only by defeating Xia Wu would they have a chance to escape.

Among these disciples of Tianlong Hall, only Xia Wu was the most powerful.

Both made their moves, utilizing lethal techniques.

Facing Xia Wu, who was at the Semi-Immortal late stage, they had no luxury of holding back.

But how could they possibly be a match for Xia Wu?

Xia Wu looked at the two attacking him and revealed a sneer.

"Such attacks think to harm me, what a joke," Xia Wu let out a cold laugh.

Then he threw a punch instantly, landing it directly on Tang Qingyu’s abdomen.

Tang Qingyu was sent flying like an arrow released from a bow.

She crashed into the ruins, almost unable to get up again.

At the same time, Xia Wu delivered a kick, sending Song Xue flying once again.

This punch and kick, though seemingly straightforward, were enormously powerful.

Tang Qingyu and Song Xue both lay on the ground, barely able to rise.

Seeing this, the four guards attacked Xia Wu one after another.

Xia Wu sneered, regarding these guards as if they were mere ants.

With a single punch, the fearsome force sent all four flying, severely wounded on the ground.

Xu Ping’an witnessed this scene, and his eyes also flashed with intensity.

Xia Wu was indeed not weak.

"Is the gap in strength that great?" Song Xue’s gaze became extremely complex as she looked at Xia Wu.

She originally thought that having reached the Semi-Immortal initial stage, she could at least fight Xia Wu.

But to her surprise, she had no chance to fight back in front of Xia Wu.

With just one move, Xia Wu had sent her flying with serious injuries.

"I’ll say it again, hand over the Holy Sword, or your deaths won’t be so simple. You two are quite attractive; I don’t mind letting you have a good time before you die," said Xia Wu, looking at Tang Qingyu and Song Xue with an evil smile on his face.

Tang Qingyu and Song Xue both frowned deeply.

"Fine, we’ll hand over the Holy Sword," Song Xue said after thinking it over.

Tang Qingyu was reluctant, but still threw out the Holy Sword.

Xia Wu caught the Holy Sword with one hand, his eyes immediately revealing a trace of triumph.

"Now, you can let us go, right?" Song Xue asked.

"Go? Where to go? These brothers behind me haven’t had their fun yet, and you’re thinking of leaving?" Xia Wu scoffed.

The five disciples behind Xia Wu immediately showed greedy expressions, looking at Song Xue and the others as if they were fools.

"Xia Wu, you are disciples of Tianlong Hall, after all; how can you do such shameless things?" Song Xue immediately gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with intense anger as she looked at Xia Wu.

"Shameless? Who will know we were shameless after killing you? And aren’t ants like you meant for our enjoyment?" Xia Wu said again disdainfully.

Having said that, he waved to the several disciples behind him.

The disciples sneered and advanced toward them.

And Xia Wu directly approached Song Xue.

Song Xue still wanted to resist, but a powerful burst of Soul Power from Xia Wu suppressed her, rendering her unable to move.

"Let go of me," Song Xue struggled desperately, but it was to no avail.

Meanwhile, the Semi-Immortal Initial Stage disciple also walked toward Tang Qingyu.

In front of him, Tang Qingyu was even less of a match.

She was promptly seized by the neck and lifted up.

The other disciples also subdued the four female guards, preparing to humiliate them.

"Xia Wu, let go of me, or I swear I won’t let you off even as a ghost," Song Xue’s eyes were blood-red, filled with unwillingness.

It seemed that she would self-destruct her Soul origin in the next moment.

However, it appeared that Xia Wu had already anticipated this, and a formidable Soul Power enveloped Song Xue, severely suppressing her Soul origin.

"You think of self-destructing in front of me? Dream on, Song Xue. I know you’re from the Human Dao Alliance, but to think a mere ant like you could stand against us in the Defying Heaven Alliance is simply seeking death. If you can please me today, perhaps I might grant you a quick end," Xia Wu walked up to Song Xue, looking down on her as if he felt nothing but contempt.

"Pah!" Song Xue clenched her teeth in fury. At this moment, she couldn’t even self-destruct, and her heart was filled with despair.

She hadn’t expected her end to be like this.

The same went for Tang Qingyu on the other side; she stood no chance against the Semi-Immortal level Cultivator.

Just as her clothes were about to be stripped off, she found herself completely powerless to resist.

However, in Tang Qingyu’s moment of despair, the Semi-Immortal Initial Stage Cultivator in front of her suddenly had his head explode.

Blood splattered all over her.

"Huh?" Tang Qingyu was dumbfounded.

What the hell happened?

How did this guy suddenly die, and have his head blown up at that?

Before she could come to her senses, a figure had already appeared before her.

"Huh? You’re Yan Wu?" Tang Qingyu looked at the person in front of her, puzzled.

The one who saved her was Yan Wu, but she couldn’t recall having any connection with him.

And since when had Yan Wu become so powerful?

The commotion here also instantly alarmed everyone else.

Xia Wu and his men all turned to look in this direction.

The moment they saw their companion’s head burst and body fall, their pupils also violently contracted.

Song Xue was equally astonished; Yan Wu actually made a move to save them?

Could it be that he was also from the Human Dao Alliance?

"Yan Wu, what are you doing? Killing a man of Tianlong Hall, do you not wish to live?" Xia Wu immediately roared.

But Xu Ping’an merely chuckled, looking at Xia Wu before him, "I thought the men of Tianlong Hall were fierce, but it seems they are quite vulnerable. The so-called five great powers also appear to be nothing special, just a bunch of trash," Xu Ping’an said.

"Seeking death, attack, kill him," Xia Wu ordered the other six disciples at once.

The next moment, five disciples charged toward Xu Ping’an.

Xu Ping’an looked at the five disciples coming at him, a hint of a smirk appearing in his eyes.

Soul Power erupted, and instantly the bodies of the five disciples seemed to be crushed by five invisible giant hands, turning into puffs of blood mist, without getting anywhere near Xu Ping’an.

Seeing this scene, Song Xue, Tang Qingyu, and the others all showed incredibly shocked expressions.

When had Yan Wu become so strong?

Xia Wu was equally astonished, his gaze toward Yan Wu turning solemn.

The Soul Power displayed by Xu Ping’an was at least on the Demi Immortal Intermediate Stage, if not stronger.

"You’re not Yan Wu," Xia Wu declared immediately.

The person before him couldn’t possibly be Yan Wu.

Xu Ping’an smiled faintly and then revealed his true face.

"Xu Ping’an?" Tang Qingyu and Song Xue were startled and then their faces lit up with wild joy.