The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1889
"What is he going to do!?"

"Is he crazy? Is he going to commit suicide?!"

"These two guys are really crazier than the other."

Ye Feng's abnormal behavior was really difficult for the immortal cultivators watching the battle to understand.

Over at the Jin family, Jin Yue's face also changed, and he couldn't understand what Ye Feng wanted to do.

Above the stage of life and death, in the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's figure disappeared into the body of the Zimingyan beast.

The terrifying high temperature instantly enveloped Ye Feng. The high temperature was enough to melt the spiritual weapon.

In Ye Feng's dantian, the nine-leaf Ice Soul Lotus rotated, and an extremely cold air spread out from Ye Feng's body.

The Purple Ming Yan Fire that swept towards Ye Feng was ten inches away from Ye Feng's body and could not advance even half an inch further.

In front of a spiritual creature like the Nine-leaf Ice Soul Lotus, Ziming Yanhuo could only submit obediently.

Ye Feng turned around and looked around, looking for the source of the beast fire.

Soon, Ye Feng's eyes flashed and he locked onto the location of the original beast fire.

When Ye Feng looked at the original beast fire, he seemed to sense it and started to retreat violently backwards, hiding his figure in the purple fire.

Ye Feng's figure flashed and he caught up with the original beast fire.

Ye Feng stretched out his right hand, and the extreme cold power turned into ice crystals covering his hand, as if he was wearing ice-white gloves.

The next moment, Ye Feng grabbed the original beast fire in his hand.

The original beast fire suddenly began to struggle, emitting a terrifying high temperature.

"Hmph, you dare to resist!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the extremely cold air spread out from his hands.

The extremely cold air enveloped the original beast fire.There was a layer of frost condensing on the Origin Beast Fire, and it started to tremble a little.

"What's going on? My Origin Beast Fire!?" In mid-air, just as Ye Feng grabbed the Origin Beast Fire, Jin Xuming's expression changed.

"Broken!" Ye Feng shouted.

Bang! !

Under everyone's gaze, the Zimingyan beast standing like a hill in the air suddenly exploded and turned into a rain of fire all over the sky.

Ye Feng's figure appeared in everyone's sight again, standing proudly in the sky.

"The Fire Spirit actually exploded! See what's in his hand!?" someone exclaimed.

"It's the original beast fire, the original beast fire of the Zimingyan beast!" Jin Yue's face changed in shock.

"You, you actually caught my original beast fire!?" Jin Xuming's pupils shrank, his face became extremely ugly, and his voice was filled with disbelief.

"Give it back to me!" Jin Xuming shouted loudly and rushed towards Ye Feng.

"Give it back to you, is it possible?" Ye Feng sneered and shook his right hand.

boom!
A small explosion sounded in the sky above the life and death stage.

This explosion made the hearts of all the immortal cultivators present jump.

The original beast fire of the Purple Mingyan Beast was easily crushed by Ye Feng, and then disappeared into nothingness.

This scene made the immortal cultivators watching the battle swallow subconsciously and their faces became dull.

"Bastard!" Seeing the original beast fire shattering with his own eyes, Jin Feiba's face turned cold, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and the powerful aura of the spiritual saint realm burst out.

You must know that the original beast fire of a monster is extremely difficult to pick. It must be picked from the living body of the monster. Once the monster dies, the original beast fire will also dissipate.At the beginning, the Jin family had to use all the strength of nine cows and two tigers to peel out the original beast fire from the body of a seriously injured Zimingyan beast.

The shattering of the original beast fire of the Purple Mingyan Beast caused Jin Xuming's body to stagnate as he rushed towards Ye Feng.

"puff……!"

Jin Xuming seemed to have suffered a huge backlash, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, his face was pale, and his breath suddenly became weak.

Ye Feng had been waiting for this moment. A cold light flashed in his eyes, his figure turned into an afterimage in the air, and the Dragon Sword in his hand stabbed directly at Jin Xuming.

"Stop! Our Jin family admits defeat!"

Just as Ye Feng took action, an angry shout suddenly resounded throughout the audience, making the eardrums of the immortal cultivators watching the battle suddenly hurt.

Jin Feiba had already rushed to the stage of life and death, and it was he who made the angry shout.

The Dragon Sword in Ye Feng's hand stopped an inch from Jin Xuming's chest.

Ye Feng glanced sideways at Jin Feiba who was rushing towards him, but did not kill his son.

Although it is possible to kill the opponent in a duel on the stage of life and death, since the Jin family has already admitted defeat, if Ye Feng really kills Jin Xuming, Jin Feiba and others will definitely take revenge, which will be a troublesome time.

Ye Feng suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, but did not take back the Dragon Sword: "Master Jin, you are not the one fighting me. There is no point in admitting defeat."

Ye Feng's cold gaze focused on Jin Xuming's face.

In front of everyone, being pointed at with a sword, Jin Xuming's handsome face was twisted, and he was extremely humiliated.

"I, admit, lose!" Jin Xuming clenched a pair of fists tightly in his sleeves, his voice was extremely dry, and he struggled to spit out three words.

Upon hearing these three words, most of the immortal cultivators watching the battle became quite ugly.

"The eldest son of the Jin family actually lost!"

"I gave Jin Xuming 2000 yuan of spiritual stones. Damn it, Jin Xuming, give me the spiritual stones!"

"Me too, I bet 5000 yuan, how come the No. 1 youngster in Lin'an City actually lost so completely."

The shouts and curses of the immortal cultivators watching the battle came one after another.

"Sister, Brother Feng has won! You don't have to marry that bad guy Jin Xuming!" Lin Anruo's little face was full of joy, she pulled Lin Qingxiao's sleeve and said happily.

Lin Qingxiao nodded reservedly, her beautiful eyes shining brightly.

"Actually, Brother Ye probably hasn't used all his strength yet. After fighting for so long, Jin Xuming didn't hurt him at all." Lin Jun said proudly.

Lin Qingyun and others nodded in agreement.

"Young friend Ye Feng is indeed a genius." Elder Leng Feng couldn't help but praise.

An Mingshan couldn't help but turn his eyes to the Lin family and murmured: "The Lin family is very lucky. I don't know where I found that young man. With his talent, he is a good match for Yu'er..."

Above the stage of life and death, Ye Feng snorted coldly, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the storage bag from Jin Xuming's waist: "You lose, even though I won't kill you, you still have to pay the price!"

Seeing Ye Feng snatching his storage bag, Jin Xuming instinctively wanted to take action, but the Dragon Sword in Ye Feng's hand prevented him from making any move.

"Young Master Jin, head of the Jin family, don't forget the agreement we made that day. Within five years, the Jin family will not target the Lin family again." Ye Feng glanced at Jin Feiba, took back the Dragon Sword, and prepared to fly in the direction of the Lin family.

However, at this moment, Jin Xuming suddenly raised his head, a sinister and shameful light flashing crazily in his eyes.

From Jin Xuming's sleeves, a pair of black gloves made of metal slipped down.

Jin Xuming's messy hair danced wildly, his eyes were full of viciousness and ferociousness, his figure was like a stream of light, his speed was extremely fast, and he struck hard at Ye Feng's back with a palm.

(End of this chapter)