Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"What if I refuse?" Qin Wenming's temper was explosive. The tone of Ding Yi's voice immediately made his face darken. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth as he said coldly, "This banquet is a big matter for us to form an alliance. If they refuse to join, then they must pay the price!"    

    

"Don't forget, we haven't even agreed to form an alliance with you, don't be too full of yourself." Ding Yi's expression was cold as he turned around and glanced at Tieh Wuji.    

    

Honestly speaking, he did not want to form an alliance with the people from Baili Family. Just by thinking about it, he knew that these people had wild ambitions, and that they definitely coveted the benefits of Jinzhou City. However, these few families were all large clans in Jiangbei, and their strength was not something that the Tieh Family s could shake. Tieh Family still needed these few people.    

    

"The establishment of an alliance requires long term planning!" Thinking about that, Tieh Wuji laughed and said.    

    

He did not say that he agreed, nor did he say that he did not agree. These ambiguous words caused Ding Yi to narrow his eyes.    

    

"You want to reject forming an alliance?" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Qin Wenming frowned and asked coldly.    

    

"Originally, I was still thinking about it. However, seeing your attitude, I feel that it's better to just forget about it." Ding Yi nodded, neither servile nor overbearing.    

    

A cold killing intent appeared in Qin Wenming's eyes. He stared at Ding Yi and said with a cold voice, "The alliance is a must. If someone wants to be the stumbling block, then don't blame us for eliminating it."    

    

"You're not my opponent." Hearing Qin Wenming's words, Ding Yi shook his head with a look of disapproval.    

    

This attitude immediately angered Qin Wenming. He was the only one who looked down on others, no one had ever dared to look down on him like this!    

    

"You think I'm no match for you?" Qin Wenming sneered, suddenly pointed at Zhang Peishan and said, "How about this, you fight with me, if you win then I will let him go!"    

    

"But if I win, I'll have to send you two on your way." Qin Wenming's mouth revealed a trace of ridicule. Although Ding Yi was not weak, Qin Wenming was confident that Ding Yi would not be his match.    

    

It was because Qin Wenming's strongest skill was not his body technique, but the unique sword technique of Jiangbei's Qin Family. Previously, when he was fighting against Ding Yi, Qin Wenming did not use his full strength, so Ding Yi took advantage of him.    

    

"What if I win? Just let us go? " Ding Yi raised his eyebrows and said indifferently to Qin Wenming.    

    

"You won? If you can win, I, Qin Wenming, will write my name backwards. When Qin Wenming heard Ding Yi's words, he let out a cold laugh and revealed a mocking expression, "Unfortunately, you won't be able to win against me."    

    

"Jiangbei's Qin Family is most powerful in the way of the sword. He is probably not Qin Wenming's match!"    

    

"That's for sure. What kind of family is Jiangbei's Qin Family? Ding Yi can't possibly be a match for Qin Wenming!"    

    

"What a pity, this kid's skill is not bad, it's a pity that he met Qin Family's man!"    

    

Hearing that Ding Yi had actually accepted Qin Wenming's challenge, the crowd below couldn't help but burst into an uproar. It was not easy for someone to challenge the authority of Jiangbei's Qin Family, but after people saw Qin Wenming's confident look, they all sighed.    

    

No one was optimistic about Ding Yi. Even Han Han and other people who had once had conflicts with Ding Yi were crazily ridiculing him, thinking that Ding Yi was courting death if he were to be an enemy of Qin Wenming.    

    

"I declare in advance that even though he is the son-in-law of my Han Family, the matter this time has nothing to do with my Han Family at all!" Han Han shouted as he stood in the crowd.    

    

If Ding Yi represented Han Family, then once Qin Wenming had a conflict, no matter what the result was, Han Family would not be able to withstand Jiangbei Qin Family's anger.    

    

"Cousin, what are you talking about?!" Hearing this, Han Feirong could not help but walk over. She looked at Han Han with an unsightly expression, gritted her teeth and said, "You also do not represent Han Family. No matter what, Wu Tie is still a member of my Han Family, you have no right to say so!"    

    

"Furthermore, you have raised others' morale and extinguished your own prestige. Are you still worthy to be a Han Family person?" Han Feirong had never been this angry before, but after seeing Ding Yi being mocked by Han Han in such a way, all the discontent that had been accumulated in Han Feirong's heart exploded.    

    

Seeing Han Feirong's presence, Han Han's face became even darker. He looked coldly at Han Feirong, gritted his teeth, and said: "Ding Yi is ignorant of the limits of heaven and earth, to actually dream of challenging Qin Family. Could it be that our Han Family is going to pay for his stupidity?"    

    

"Don't worry, the grudge between him and I does not involve your Han Family." At this moment, the corner of Qin Wenming's mouth revealed a faint smile as he looked at Han Han and said.    

    

Han Han's words made Qin Wenming feel very comfortable. What he needed was these people following behind him like dogs, flattering and licking all the time. As for stumbling blocks like Ding Yi, he just had to get rid of them!    

    

He never thought that Ding Yi would be his opponent. Thinking about this, Qin Wenming no longer hesitated and rushed towards Ding Yi. At the same time, a bamboo sword appeared in his hand and chopped towards Ding Yi with a murderous intent.    

    

"Bamboo sword?" Ding Yi was stunned for a moment. Previously, he heard that Jiangbei Qin Family excelled in the way of the sword and thought that it was his family.    

    

Seeing Qin Wenming coming at him, Ding Yi didn't have any time to think. He dodged the sword to the side and then put his two fingers together. He flicked the edge of Qin Wenming's sword and the bamboo sword immediately issued a clanging sound.    

    

Ding Yi's expression changed slightly and he frowned. The feeling of metal in his hand made Ding Yi suspicious. Could it be that this guy didn't use a bamboo sword, but only deliberately made it look like a bamboo sword?    

    

"Go to hell!" Qin Wenming's sword was very fast. The speed was so fast that it dazzled the eyes.    

    

At this moment, Ding Yi was stunned for a moment. The sharp edge of the bamboo sword had already fallen down towards Ding Yi's forehead. He could even feel the sharp wind from the sword cutting his skin.    

    

In that crucial moment, suddenly, something in his storage bag slightly trembled and actually flew out on its own, blocking in front of Ding Yi.    

    

"Black sheath!" Ding Yi squinted his eyes and grabbed the black sheath.    

    

Ding! When the bamboo sword, which had cut through steel like mud, landed on the black sheath, it unexpectedly bounced off. It was unknown what material the black sheath was made of to actually be as hard as metal or stone.    

    

"Try out my Sword Truth as well!" Seeing Qin Wenming bounced away, Ding Yi's mouth revealed a sneer. The black scabbard in his hand drew an elegant arc in the air.    

    

The black scabbard sword was like a meteor as it viciously slashed at Qin Wenming's bamboo sword. Liu Tie used 100% of his strength for this strike. Even though he didn't use his martial arts cultivation, the average Martial Arts Master was not able to block this strike!    

    

Clang!" With a crisp sound, Qin Wenming's bamboo sword let out a mournful cry as a crack appeared in the black sheath. Qin Wenming's face also changed drastically, before he could even react, he was pressed down by a huge force and fell to his knees. There was a bang, and four to five cracks appeared on the marble floor!    

    

Puff! Qin Wenming was unable to catch the sword. Due to the suppression by the black scabbard, the tremendous force within his body was unable to be removed, causing his internal organs to be injured. Fresh blood gushed out of his throat.