Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 566 - 565: Nothing More Than That!

"It's your turn!"

Xiao Yi's sword tip picked up, pointing directly at Wu Qi.

A touch of icy coldness appeared on his face, as he, too, was a master of the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm, but Wu Qi gave him the feeling of being even more powerful than Yang Zun and the Sword Martial Emperor.

This should be the strongest opponent he had encountered so far.

Xiao Yi also wanted to try and see how much of a gap there was between his current strength and that of a Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm master from the Nantian Dynasty.

After all...

With his current power, he was already an unbeatable match in the vassal states under the Nantian Dynasty!

Whoosh!

Wu Qi let out a long breath, and even though the five members of his squad had all died at the hands of Xiao Yi, he showed no anger but an excited face instead, "Not bad, not bad at all. I didn't expect that in addition to Xiao Tianjiao, the Great Qian Dynasty would have another talent like you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhengde's complexion changed slightly.

As he looked at Wu Qi's gaze locked on Xiao Yi, it was filled with a gratified expression.

Xiao Zhengde's heart skipped, and he thought with alarm, "This is bad, Wu Qi can't possibly be interested in this defiant son's talent, right? That absolutely cannot happen!"

With this thought in mind.

Xiao Zhengde coughed lightly and said in a heavy voice, "Brother Wu, this defiant son of mine and Tian'er have always been at odds, nearly to the point of a life-and-death feud..."

"Hmm?"

Wu Qi's smile suddenly stiffened.

He had indeed been impressed by Xiao Yi's talent and strength. A young man at the peak of the Dharma Phase Realm might not mean much in the Nantian Dynasty, but one of such a young age with a Dharma Phase Realm Peak cultivation and such combat might was definitely an uncut gem. If he brought him back and recommended him to the royal family or the Nantian Holy Institute, it would be a significant merit for himself.

But...

The words of Xiao Zhengde made him abruptly abandon this thought.

No matter how strong Xiao Yi's talent was, could he compare with Xiao Tianjiao?

To offend Xiao Tianjiao on account of Xiao Yi was clearly unwise!

Rather than that,

It would be better to kill Xiao Yi and thereby curry favor in the relationship between himself and Xiao Tianjiao.

Whoosh!

Wu Qi exhaled deeply, and the slight worry between his brows dissipated, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yi. It looks like you're going to have to die!"

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Xiao Zhengde breathed a sigh of relief, looking smugly at Xiao Yi.

Among the crowd,

Jin Feiyan couldn't restrain her anger, "Xiao Zhengde, you bastard..."

"Xiao, even if you're no longer favored, he's still your child. How can you treat him this way?"

"For someone like you to dare call yourself a father…"

Many voices were raised in anger.

Xiao Zhengde, however, didn't care at all, saying as if it were most natural, "I, Xiao Zhengde, have only Xiao Tianjiao as a son. As for him... he's nothing but trash. What qualifies him to be Xiao Zhengde's son? You people had better scram and apologize if you know what's good for you, otherwise, when Tian'er returns, you will all have to die!"

Yang Kun, who had been helped to his feet by Xiao Zhengde, echoed on the side, "Didn't you hear what my adoptive father said? All of you kneel down and kowtow to apologize to my adoptive father, or else you all will have to die!"

Everyone: "..."

Looking at Yang Kun's obsequious manner, it truly made one's stomach turn.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sound of a howling wind arose out of thin air.

Wu Qi, now unarmed, rushed towards Xiao Yi. His speed was astoundingly fast, several times quicker than the Sword Martial Emperor and Yang Zun, vanishing in the blink of an eye from Xiao Yi's sight.

No one among the surrounding crowd could track his whereabouts.

Even the Sword Martial Emperor, a fellow master of the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm, widened his eyes in shock and amazement, "Worthy of being the captain of the Nantian Dynasty's Inspection Division. Although we share the same realm, his strength is far above my own. With Wu Qi's strength, there's indeed a possibility that he might be able to slay Xiao Yi. If Xiao Yi is killed, then I..."

Excitement flickered through the depths of the Sword Martial Emperor's eyes.

Once Xiao Yi was killed.

So then...

The humiliation and loss of power his agreement entailed would naturally not need to be fulfilled!

But the smile on Sword Martial Emperor's face vanished completely in no time.

Boom!

Wu Qi suddenly appeared beside Xiao Yi, a Dragon Tail Swing aiming ferociously at his head, impossible to react to at such proximity.

Yet Xiao Yi was one step ahead.

The moment Wu Qi appeared, Xiao Yi had already raised his right hand, conjuring an energy shield on his arm that blocked this sudden killer move.

Bang!

The energy shield exploded with a roar.

The wild force sent Xiao Yi flying, moving sideways over thirty meters before stabilizing, as Wu Qi burst forth with another attack.

Boom boom—two loud explosions were the sound of his feet pushing off the ground.

Amidst the dust and sand.

Wu Qi's figure arrived in a flash, like a hungry tiger lunging at its prey to kill Xiao Yi.

Just as Xiao Yi steadied himself, he heard the sharp sound of the air being torn apart, Wu Qi's hands like claws, seeming to have the power to rend the very space. Air blades, compressed to the extreme and suddenly released, continuously struck Xiao Yi, the clothes on his body ripped apart with a puffing sound.

Those sharp claws also tore several gashes across his body.

Amidst the spurting blood.

Having brushed past Xiao Yi, Wu Qi pushed off the ground with both hands, the wild qi creating a massive propulsive force, whooshing as Wu Qi returned by the same route.

A killing move on the return strike!

Almost simultaneously.

His sharp claws once again landed on Xiao Yi's body.

So fast that even Xiao Yi couldn't react in time, dodging continuously, crossing, sneak attacking, employing all sorts of extremes in his onslaught.

For a time, Xiao Yi became exhausted from dealing with the attacks.

Facing such a rascal's attacks—a fight, then run, if not pursued, harass—Xiao Yi felt a wave of anger yet was powerless to counter.

His upper clothes had been completely shredded.

His entire body was covered in ferocious wounds, blood flowing freely, a horrifying sight to behold.

Xiao Zhengde watched, extremely excited: "As expected of Brother Wu, with just a few moves, this traitor has no power to resist at all!"

Yang Kun, with a flattering face, said, "Godfather is truly prescient! You predicted long ago that Xiao Yi was doomed to defeat!"

"Naturally!"

Xiao Zhengde looked at Yang Kun beside him, the newly enthroned emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, who was extremely respectful to him, even calling him godfather. This made Xiao Zhengde exceedingly proud—after all, the mighty emperor acknowledged him as a godfather!

Thinking of the moment after killing Xiao Yi.

With Yang Kun's official ascension to the throne, he would confer the title of Emperor Emeritus upon him!

Wouldn't the days that followed be the envy of even the gods?

While Xiao Zhengde was fantasizing about all this coming to pass, lost in his dreams,

In the fiercely contested battlefield.

Xiao Yi, covered in blood and multitude of wounds, was suddenly struck in the face by a punch from Wu Qi and sent flying backwards.

Boom, booming loudly!

His body, like a kite with a broken string, rolled and crashed on the ground, flying hundreds of meters before slamming into a city wall with a thunderous crash. Half of the city wall collapsed, burying Xiao Yi beneath the ruins. Wu Qi took a long breath, his face showing a satisfied grin: "It's over!"

Xiao Zhengde laughed heartily: "Brother Wu is truly amazing, just a few moves and that—"

However...

He didn't finish his sentence.

Just at that moment,

From within the ruins came a rumbling sound, as countless stones whizzed into the sky, and Xiao Yi stood suspended in the air, shrouded in an azure-purple Wind Thunder battle armor. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yi stared at Wu Qi: "A Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm expert from the Nantian Dynasty, ninth squad leader of the Overseers, Wu Qi? That's all you've got?"