Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Qin Shaofeng's face was livid. He would never allow anyone to insult and insult Qin Family. At this moment, his heart was burning with anger. How could he still have any sense? He immediately rushed forward.    

    

However, Qin Shaofeng did indeed have the qualifications to be arrogant. In the entire Jinzhou City, there were probably not many people who were his match. In today's impetuous society, a half-step Martial Master's realm and strength could be considered terrifying.    

    

"Whiz!" As if a gust of wind was blowing over, Qin Shaofeng's figure was floating erratically at an extremely fast speed, making it hard for people to pinpoint his location.    

    

Seeing Qin Shaofeng's movement technique, Ding Yi's face gradually turned cold. It was indeed the movement technique of the Mo Family Fist. It seemed like what Qin Shaofeng said before was true. The younger generation of that friend's family must be in trouble.    

    

Although Qin Shaofeng's movement technique was very ethereal, it was full of loopholes in Ding Yi's eyes. Because Ding Yi was too familiar with Mo Jiaquan's methods, plus Qin Shaofeng's movement technique was not important, Ding Yi was able to see through countless weaknesses with a single glance.    

    

"Go to hell!" Seeing Ding Yi standing still, Qin Shaofeng sneered. Suddenly, he threw a punch towards Ding Yi's face.    

    

The strength behind this punch was incredible. With the sound of it piercing through the air, if Zhang Xuan were to be struck by this punch, his nose bridge would have probably been broken!    

    

Ding Yi slightly narrowed his eyes. This Qin Shaofeng was really cruel and merciless, he used such a ruthless move the moment he attacked. Killing intent was revealed in his eyes as he clenched his fists. The moment Qin Shaofeng's punch came, he also threw a punch towards Qin Shaofeng.    

    

In fact, other than the fact that Ding Yi was slightly angry when he found out that the Mo family's good friend's descendant had been completely annihilated, he could only sigh in his heart. Everything has its reasons, this was the law of the jungle, the truth of natural selection.    

    

"Fighting with Brother Qin is courting death!" Seeing that Ding Yi did not dodge, but chose to raise his fist to clash with Qin Shaofeng's head on, Zhang Shaoqi immediately sneered.    

    

Others might not know Qin Shaofeng's strength, but he was very clear that ever since Qin Shaofeng reached Peak Of Fighter Stage, he had been training his body in the domain of Jiangbei's Qin Family. He had already trained his body to perfection, and his body was covered in copper skin and bones.    

    

That was indeed the case. The moment Ding Yi's fist touched Qin Shaofeng, he felt a huge force surging towards him. His body immediately trembled and he made a strange posture. The force from his fist was all pushed down to his feet in a strange way.    

    

With a dull bang, the two figures both retreated. Ding Yi squinted his eyes and shook his fist. The bones on his fingers were filled with intense pain. If he did not remove the force in time, the bones in his hands would have been broken.    

    

Qin Shaofeng was forced back seven or eight steps before he managed to stabilize his body. He also squinted his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him. He could clearly feel the terrifying strength from Ding Yi's body.    

    

"Such a great enemy, we must eliminate the roots!" Instantly, Qin Shaofeng made a decision in his heart.    

    

Without giving Ding Yi a chance to catch his breath, Qin Shaofeng attacked again. He wanted to kill Ding Yi before he grew up, but what he didn't know was that standing in front of him was an old monster that had lived for thousands of years and had long become a demon.    

    

"You want to kill me?" Ding Yi felt a faint killing intent coming from Qin Shaofeng. The corner of his mouth slightly raised. Just now, he met force with force just to test Qin Shaofeng's strength.    

    

Now that he knew Qin Shaofeng's strength, his Peak Of Fighter Stage could be considered slightly stronger than normal. Thus, he had nothing to hesitate about, Ding Yi's figure flashed, and dodged Qin Shaofeng's attack.    

    

Ding Yi was too familiar with Mo Jiaquan, so he was well aware of Qin Shaofeng's every move and every move. At the same time, he was also well aware of what move Qin Shaofeng was going to use.    

    

Qin Shaofeng's forehead gradually broke out in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized that he could do nothing against Ding Yi with all of his attacks. On the other hand, it was Ding Yi's counterattack that made it more and more difficult for him to withstand.    

    

Bang! With a muffled sound, Ding Yi found an opening. Through Qin Shaofeng's layers of defense, he viciously slammed into Qin Shaofeng's right shoulder.    

    

Ka-cha! * Qin Shaofeng took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground. He held his right arm, which could no longer hold any strength, and stared at Ding Yi in pain. He was terrified, he was not Ding Yi's match!    

    

"He's only in his twenties! "How can he be so strong!" Zhang Shaoqi's sneer gradually froze. For the first time, fear flashed through his heart. He actually provoked such a young expert!    

    

He was already a half-step martial arts master at the age of twenty. Qin Shaofeng would never have dreamed that a monstrous talent like this would appear in Jinzhou City, yet he, a half-step martial arts master, would be defeated in such a small amount of Jinzhou City.    

    

"You are also a Half-Zongshi!" Qin Shaofeng snorted. He put his hands behind his back and said with a frown.    

    

He had not expected Ding Yi to be a half-step martial arts master. However, from the match just now, he had also figured out Ding Yi's strength. Although Ding Yi was also a half-step martial arts master like him, his physical strength was not even a tenth of his strength.    

    

"No." Ding Yi shook his head. He really wasn't a half-step master.    

    

"It's not?!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Qin Shaofeng squinted his eyes. With a stern face, he coldly snorted, "Brat, don't be too complacent. Even if you're also a half-step master like me, you are still no match for me!"    

    

"I'll let you know what cruelty is!" Suddenly, Qin Shaofeng grinned and a hint of cruelty appeared on the corner of his mouth.    

    

His speed was so fast that no one present had time to react. Qin Shaofeng's figure had already arrived in front of Ding Yi, and he suddenly punched towards Ding Yi's chest.    

    

"His physical body is very strong, no wonder." Ding Yi felt the strong wind blowing at his face, but he was not in a hurry.    

    

Qin Shaofeng's fist technique was very fast. Indeed, it was worthy of being called the famous Mo Clan Fist. However, in front of Ding Yi, his attacks were always a step too slow. All of them landed on empty air.    

    

"I'm not playing with you anymore." Ding Yi sighed in his heart. Looks like I really have to practice my physical body in the future. Otherwise, this body's strength won't even be enough to withstand a half-step master's attack.    

    

Thinking about this, a ray of cold light shot out of Ding Yi's eyes. The moment Qin Shaofeng attacked again, Ding Yi dodged to Qin Shaofeng's side, raised his fist and punched Qin Feng's armpit.    

    

Tap, tap, tap … Qin Shaofeng took a few steps back. However, before he could stabilize his body, Ding Yi suddenly took a stride forward and grabbed his arm. He then pulled him forward and fiercely cut Qin Shaofeng's throat with his other hand turning into a fist.    

    

Puff! Qin Shaofeng's throat hurt as he fell to the ground with his head raised. Blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.