The Windfall Martial God System

A terrifying explosion of energy erupted in the air, and a huge shockwave swept out in all directions. One after another, malevolent huge dragons appeared, bombarding the silhouette of the opposite party continuously.    

"Flee! Flee!"    

"Ah! I don't want to die yet!"    

"How could this be? These two fellows actually know such a big shot."    

The rest of the Martial Cultivator desperately fled in all directions, wishing they could grow two more legs.    

"Flee! I think all of you should stay behind!"    

A loud and clear voice sounded behind them. They knew this voice, it was the Young Lord from the Sky Palace.    

"Universe Creator!"    

A cold shout was heard from the void. After that, they were shocked to find an extremely terrifying suction force coming from behind them. This force was pulling them, causing their bodies to involuntarily step back.    

Even though they desperately flew forward, they were still unable to escape that force.    

"No! Don't!"    

"Help!"    

Their despairing cries rang out in the air. Before they could even finish speaking, many of their bodies shrunk and turned into streaks of light that entered the sleeves of their opponents.    

In an instant.    

Dozens of human figures were sucked into Ji Wuyan's sleeve, disappearing without a trace. The sky and earth became clear.    

"How could this be?"    

Fong Kun, who had been trying his best to fight the battle, noticed this scene. He was shocked and looked at Ji Wuyan with fear.    

What was that just now?    

Why were the dozens of people devoured in an instant without any ability to resist?    

Not to mention him, even Hsiao Haifeng and Huo Xing were shocked at the same time.    

Holy sh * t!    

Boss is becoming more and more abnormal. If this continues, I'm afraid that not even a Supreme Stage warrior will be a match for him.    

If Hsiao Haifeng knew that Ji Wuyan had used this technique to trap a Great Supreme Level warrior, what would he think?    

"Am I really going to die here today?"    

Fong Kun's heart was filled with despair when he thought of Ji Wuyan's technique.    

"No! I can't die!"    

Fong Kun said in a panic.    

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger his strength would be, but the more he feared death.    

Unfortunately, in the face of such a situation, there was no chance of survival. The outcome was destined.    

"Argh!"    

He was distracted by the dozens of azure dragons that Hsiao Haifeng had sent out. Blood sprayed out of his mouth as he was sent flying backward.    

The City Lord of the city had suffered a crushing defeat just like that!    

Hsiao Haifeng took a step forward and seized the opportunity while his opponent was still seriously injured. He seized the opportunity to capture his opponent and confine him to the cultivation base.    

"Boss, thank you. Please take care of this old man for me. I will go to the City Lord's Mansion to find Rou'er first."    

After Hsiao Haifeng said this, he rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion and flew through the sky.    

The anxious speed of the other party caused Ji Wuyan to be slightly stunned. He scolded in a low voice, "They are really the opposite sex. They are inhumane. The City Lord's Mansion is there and it will not run away. Is there a need to be so anxious?"    

However, after all, this couple had not seen each other for nearly a year. It was reasonable for Hsiao Haifeng to do such a thing.    

"Brother Huo, let's go and see what the girl he has been thinking about looks like."    

Ji Wuyan shook his head and smiled at Huo Xing. With a wave of his hand, he took Fong Kun into Shadow Realm and the two of them headed towards the City Lord's Mansion together.    

City Lord's Mansion, in a secluded courtyard.    

Next to the green lake, there was a beautiful woman sitting on one side. She had a weak figure and looked like a weakling. She wasn't a cultivation base, she was only a Dharmakaya Stage.    

Fong Rou looked at the endless sky, and her eyes were filled with tears. She begged in her heart, "Brother Feng, please don't come here anymore. You can't defeat my father and the others. If you are fine, I will be fine. Rou'er is not worth your life."    

Previously, her father told her that Hsiao Haifeng was already dead. She felt as if the entire sky was about to collapse. Everything in the world was grey, and there was nothing to live for.    

However, just yesterday, she suddenly heard the news that Hsiao Haifeng had come to attack the City Lord's Mansion. Instantly, she felt as if she had been reborn. Her heart was filled with great joy. Before she could regain her senses, she heard the news of Hsiao Haifeng escaping with a heavy injury.    

At this moment, she finally woke up from her daze.    

She no longer wished to escape. She only hoped that Hsiao Haifeng would be safe and not risk his life to save her.    

Only by losing something would she know how to cherish it.    

She didn't want to hear any more news of Hsiao Haifeng's death.    

"Younger sister Rou'er, hehe, younger sister Rou'er, older brother came to find you. Where are you?"    

A voice entered her ears.    

Not long after, he saw a pale and slightly fat man walk in from outside the courtyard.    

When Liang Shiru saw the petite and delicate figure by the lake, joy immediately flashed across his eyes. Holding his belly, he walked unsteadily over, his eyes staring unwaveringly. He said with a smile, "Sister Rou'er, so you are here!"    

"Do you need something?"    

Fong Rou wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and stopped sobbing. She looked at the other party unhappily and took a step back to maintain the distance.    

Liang Shiru.    

The son of the Haitian City's City Lord Liang Rufeng was also the person her father wanted her to marry this time.    

However, she really didn't like this person.    

Because this person's gaze when looking at her was always filled with a possessive desire. That gaze felt as if he was standing naked in front of the other party.    

"Let me see you, Sister Rou'er. Your body smells so good!" Liang Shiru's eyes stared fixedly at Fong Rou. He took a step forward, took a breath, and said with a smile.    

"What do you want?"    

Fong Rou was shocked and quickly retreated, "This is the City Lord's Mansion."    

"Hehe, sister Rou'er, don't be so shy. Everyone in the City Lord's Mansion knows that you will be my wife. Let me continue to smell the fragrance on your body." Liang Shiru was shameless and chased after her, wanting to hug her.    

"Don't come over!"    

Fong Rou cried out in shock, "Quickly come over! Quickly! Someone come!"    

What a pity.    

She called out for a long time, but no one came in to stop her.    

This time, her heart turned cold.    

Although she had a Dharmakaya Stage cultivation base, the cultivation base was sealed by her father. Now, she was no different from an ordinary person. Anyone who had cultivated before would have a way to capture her.    

"Hehe, Sister Rou'er, you don't have to call me that. They won't bother with you. Your father had already instructed them before he left today. Today, you can only obey me, saying that our wedding will be carried out ahead of schedule. " Liang Shiru's face revealed a wicked smile, and his eyes revealed a green light. He sized up Fong Rou's weak body from head to toe, feeling very alluring.    

What!?    

It was arranged by her father!?    

Fong Rou's heart shook and her face turned ashen. She never would have thought that her father would be so impatient.    

Could it be that benefits were really that important?    

Fong Rou's heart felt cold.    

"Ah!"    

She couldn't help but cry out in shock because just as her mind was in a trance, Liang Shiru hugged her.    

"Younger sister Rou'er, you really smell good!" Liang Shiru greedily sucked in a deep breath, his face intoxicated as he whispered into Fong Rou's ear.    

"Let go of me, let go of me..." Fong Rou's face was full of panic as she screamed.    

Rip!    

Due to the intense struggle, Fong Rou's clothes were torn apart, revealing her snow white and alluring skin.    

Gulp!    

Liang Shiru swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His eyes were filled with lust, and he spoke in a deep voice like that of a wild beast, "Younger sister Rou'er, I want you..."    

As he spoke, he immediately transformed into a wild beast and threw Fong Rou onto the ground.    

"No!"    

Fong Rou cried out in despair as tears flowed out from her eyes.    

The moment they fell to the ground, a thunderous roar sounded.    

"Beast, stop!"    

The voice was like a violent thunderclap, and the person was like a bolt of lightning.    

Bang!    

Before the two of them could react, Liang Shiru screamed in pain and was sent flying while spitting blood.    

"Brother Feng!"    

Fong Rou was filled with tears of joy. The moment she saw the person's face, she quickly pounced over.    

"Rou'er, I'm sorry, I'm late!" Hsiao Haifeng hugged Fong Rou tightly and said.    

"No! I'm fine. It's just that my clothes were torn by him." Fong Rou threw herself on Hsiao Haifeng's chest and sobbed softly.    

On the other side.    

Liang Shiru had already stood up and looked angrily at the person who had come. He shouted loudly, "Bastard, you dare to hurt me. Do you know who I am? Someone come, quickly come! "    

But half a day passed.    

Not a single person came.    

Liang Shiru realized that something was wrong.    

"No need to shout, they're too late!"    

Hsiao Haifeng walked towards him with a cold expression.    

Swoosh!    

His figure disappeared. In the next moment, when he saw his opponent clearly, he was less than ten centimeters away from him.    

"You..." Liang Shiru's pupils dilated.    

Crack!    

He still had a few words to say before he felt a sharp pain in his chest. His bones broke and he spat out blood again before flying out.    

"You actually dare to bully Rou'er. You are courting death!"    

At this moment, Hsiao Haifeng seemed to have turned into an angry dragon. He struck out his palm continuously. Even though his opponent was submerged in the dust, he did not hold back at all.    

Rumble!    

The ground of the City Lord's Mansion was shaking continuously. Numerous miniature green dragons flew out from Hsiao Haifeng's palm and crashed into the ground.    

Hsiao Haifeng didn't know how many palms he had slapped, but he felt the dust and fog filling the sky before he finally stopped.    

After a short while.    

The dust and dust dispersed, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear.    

Only then did they realize that there was a huge pit on the ground. Right in the middle of the pit, there was a badly mutilated corpse that was completely inhumanely placed there.    

It was Liang Shiru!    

He could no longer die and had turned into a meat patty!    

But regarding this...    

Hsiao Haifeng still felt that it wasn't enough to vent his anger. He wished that he could chop that person into eight pieces on the spot and leave no remains behind. Only then could he resolve this hatred.    

Fong Rou was also stunned when she saw this miserable scene. Her heart was filled with sweetness. She knew that Hsiao Haifeng's anger was completely because of her.    

A few seconds later, she immediately reacted. There was some panic on her pretty face as she anxiously advised, "Brother Feng, leave quickly. My father and the others might come back at any time!"    

Hsiao Haifeng was just about to answer when a loud laughter came from outside the courtyard. The laughter was filled with terrifying aura, far surpassing the martial cultivator at All-seeing Stage.    

"Leave? Haha... It's already too late! After causing such a huge commotion, this kid is definitely going to die today no matter what! "