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

Chapter 1920
"Brother, this kid is really ignorant." Ming Xinda's eyes were fierce, and a sinister aura spread out.

"Brother, I don't think there is any need to be polite to them." Ming Xinfeng said coldly.

A coldness flashed in Ming Xinran's eyes, and the white jade folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and a strange fragrance floated out.

Ye Feng and Zi Ling both frowned slightly.

"What you just smelled was the soul-chasing incense specially made by this cultivator. It sticks to your body and will not dissipate for three hours."

"I'll give you a chance. You can leave by yourself, and this girl will stay and form a team with us. Otherwise, after entering the Canglong Mountains, whether you can see the sunset tonight is a big question."

Ming Xinran stared at Ye Feng, his tone full of threats.

"Brother Feng, these three bad guys are actually trying to catch my attention." Zi Ling frowned, angry.

Ye Feng sneered and said: "I think there is no need to wait until we enter the Canglong Mountains. Whatever the three of you want to do, do it quickly."

"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die." Ming Xinran's face darkened, and he glanced at Ming Xinda again.

Ming Xinda understood, shouldered the mace, and took a big step forward, with a ferocious look on the fierce Scar's face.

"My fellow immortals, it's not that my three brothers want to take action here, but some newcomers really don't know what to do, so I, Ming Xinda, have to teach them a lesson."

Ming Xinda said something to the immortal cultivators nearby, which was considered an explanation, and then stared at Ye Feng with a sneer.

After hearing Ming Xinda's words, the immortal cultivators who were watching looked at Ye Feng with sympathy in their eyes.

A hundred meters away from the crowd, there were several figures with relatively powerful auras, also watching this scene.

"Second brother, you're welcome, just smash his head." Ming Xinran glanced at Ye Feng and sent a message to Ming Xinda.

Although the voice transmission of the divine consciousness is generally not easy to be eavesdropped, Ye Feng is a strong person in the Spiritual Saint Realm, and his own divine consciousness is not at the same level as Ming Xinran's divine consciousness.

After hearing Ming Xinran's message, Ye Feng's eyes turned completely cold.

He doesn't need to show mercy to these three bitches.

"If you want to mess with my head, do it quickly." Ye Feng sneered.

Hearing Ye Feng actually say these words and look confident, a hint of doubt flashed in Ming Xinran's eyes.

However, before he could think about it, Ming Xinda beside him had already picked up the mace.

A ferocious look flashed in Ming Xinda's eyes, and the aura around him exploded. He held the mace in both hands and shot up violently.

Then, wrapped in spiritual power, the mace hit Ye Feng's head hard.

This scene shocked many immortal cultivators. Everyone could see that Ming Xinda did not want to simply teach him a lesson, but wanted to kill the one-eyed young man directly.

The one-eyed young man didn't know whether he was stunned or stupid, but he stood motionless.

Ming Xinran couldn't help but smile.

When the one-eyed young man dies, the beautiful girl will definitely be frightened and she will have no choice but to join his team.

Just when everyone thought that the one-eyed young man was about to die under the mace, they saw the one-eyed young man gently raising his hand with a calm expression.

The mace, which originally contained huge power, and Ming Xinda's strong and fierce figure were instantly frozen in mid-air one meter away from the one-eyed youth, making it difficult to move forward even half a minute.

A cold light flashed in the one-eyed young man's eyes, and he pressed down with his hand. Ming Xinda's strong body and mace seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, and suddenly hit the ground below heavily.

Bang!
A huge deep pit was smashed directly on the ground.

"puff!"

In the deep pit, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from Ming Xinda's mouth, and countless bones were broken.Ming Xinda struggled to stand up, spat out a mouthful of blood, picked up the mace, and his face became extremely ferocious.

Ye Feng glanced sideways at Ming Xinda and took a photo from the air.

A huge flame palm print was formed in mid-air. Before Ming Xinda had time to react, the huge flame palm print was already directed at him.

Bang!
A five-finger palm print was directly photographed in the pit on the ground where Ming Xinda was.

Ming Xinda, whose whole body was charred and black, lay in the depression of his palm prints, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Second brother!" Ming Xinran, who originally planned to watch his second brother smash Ye Feng to death, saw this turn of events, and his expression changed with horror, and he was no longer as calm as before.

"You, you are... a strong person in the upper-level Spirit King realm!?" Ming Xinran's face instantly turned ugly, and he said in horror.

"Second brother!" Ming Xinfeng, who had a wretched face, also changed his expression, with a look of horror in his eyes.

The second brother was even stronger than him, yet he was so vulnerable.

"With a simple move, he destroyed the second son of the Ming family. This one-eyed young man has a cultivation level of at least the Spirit King level!"

"Tsk, tsk, this time the three Ming brothers kicked the iron plate."

"The one-eyed young man must be a disciple of a large sect or a large family of cultivators, otherwise he would not have such cultivation at such a young age."

"Maybe he came from Kyoto..."

The onlookers looked at Ming Xinda who didn't know whether he was alive or dead in the pit, and while they were talking, they had expressions of gloating on their faces.

The three brothers of the Ming family are used to being domineering and domineering, and they have also harmed many female immortal cultivators. Today they finally received their retribution.

"It's your turn." Ye Feng glanced at Ming Xinran, then raised his hand and patted Ming Xinran from the air.

Another red flaming palm print formed in the void and flew away towards Ming Xin.

Ming Xinran subconsciously wanted to dodge, but it felt as if the energy around him was locked, making him unable to dodge.

Seeing that he was about to be hit by the flame palm print, a ferocious look flashed in Ming Xinran's eyes.

"So what if you are in the Spirit King realm!" Ming Xinran shouted angrily, waving his right hand, the white feather fan in his hand emitted a bright white light, quickly grew in size, and faced the flaming palm print.

boom!
The two collided, and the white light wrapped in the white jade fan instantly dissipated and then flew out.

The flame palm print was still majestic, and it quickly enlarged in Ming Xinran's horrified eyes, and then fell on his body.

"puff!!"

Ming Xinran spurted blood from his mouth and was shot away from a distance of more than ten feet, and then fell heavily to the ground. All the bones in his body were shattered and his breath was almost inaudible.

"you……!"

Seeing that his eldest brother and second brother were slapped to death by Ye Feng, Ming Xinfeng's wretched face was full of horror.

The next second, Ming Xinfeng turned around, spiritual power surged under his feet, and he fled away in an instant.

"Brother Feng, leave that wretched guy to me!"

Zi Ling said, and patted the fleeing Ming Xinfeng in the air with her little hand, and a slender fiery red palm print fell on Ming Xinfeng's body.

Bang!
Ming Xinfeng, who was photographed, spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground. Although he did not die, he was seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)