Immortal Emperor's Life As A Son-in-law

Having her veil removed, the woman was clearly flustered. She immediately raised her arm to cover her face and hastily took two steps back.    

    

After pulling away from Xiao Chen, she turned around with her almond eyes wide open.    

    

Her angry eyes swept across Xiao Chen's suddenly halted figure and revealed a slight trace of surprise.    

    

It seemed like he was wondering why Xiao Chen did not seize the opportunity to chase after him.    

    

However, she did not think too deeply about it. She turned her eyes and immediately looked at the old man on the mountainside.    

    

With a hiss, she tore apart half of the sleeve. She raised her hand and shook it. Then, she quickly covered her face with the torn cloth.    

    

Her speed was so fast that the others did not even take a glimpse before she covered her face again.    

    

Xiao Chen was still holding onto her veil, frowning as he recalled the memories in his mind.    

    

The girl didn't give him any time to react. With graceful steps, her delicate body bounced on the ground, and she swung her jade palm wildly.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

The leaf that had just been knocked down by Xiao Chen suddenly rose into the air again.    

    

It whistled and circled in the air. It wrapped itself in the wind of the wind and attacked Xiao Chen once more.    

    

"The same technique. Even if I use it twice, it's still useless!"    

    

Feeling the sudden coldness in the air, Xiao Chen came back to his senses at this moment. With a faint humph, his feet also sank.    

    

The horse stance was pulled open. A purple fist shadow quietly clung onto his arm. With a loud shout, it was shot out.    

    

Boom! There was a sudden explosion.    

    

The fist shadow flew out of his arm, and crashed into the fist wind that was wrapped in fallen leaves.    

    

The impact instantly shattered the palm wind that was enveloping him and also blew away the fluttering leaves.    

    

The field of vision that was covered by the gathered leaves also recovered at the same time. ...    

    

It was just a fixed gaze, but there was no trace of that woman.    

    

"Wu, Wu."    

    

Suddenly, a hurried and low muffled groan was heard. Xiao Chen immediately turned his head to look.    

    

With a glance, his eyes turned cold.    

    

Those people from the New World Alliance, because they had lost their gas masks and were injured by Xiao Chen, were already lying on the ground.    

    

However, at this moment, those guys who were still wailing earlier were dead.    

    

Not only that, there was a broken leaf stuck in their necks and heads, and blood flowed out along the leaf.    

    

Whether it was this woman or the Awes back then, both of them did things so smoothly.    

    

Xiao Chen's brows knitted tighter and tighter, and he immediately turned his head to look at the mountainside.    

    

The disappearing woman rushed out of the messy forest, stood up, and waved her palm to attack Old Man Upper Envoy.    

    

The masked man who was fighting Old Man Upper Envoy also changed his attack at the same time, and a violent storm smashed down on Old Man Upper Envoy.    

    

Because the woman had suddenly left, Old Man Upper Envoy finally managed to catch his breath.    

    

Now, he was once again attacked by the two of them. That breath of air was once again hanging in his throat, and he was once again in a difficult situation.    

    

He was being forced back, and he was being suppressed everywhere.    

    

And the other party's attack clearly wanted to take his life.    

    

"Little brother, please lend me a hand!"    

    

The old man's arm was struck and he hurriedly pulled himself away. He glanced at Xiao Chen, who was still calm and composed, and hurriedly called out.    

    

He wanted to escape, but the two of them obviously wouldn't let him go. Instead, because of this sentence, their attacks became even more fierce.    

    

The pressure on the old man rose, but his arm didn't dare slack off at all.    

    

They collided. After a series of hard collisions, his arms became numb after a few clashes.    

    

His back and waist were also hit twice. His whole neixi suddenly became restless.    

    

The old man's face also became paler and paler after a series of explosions. A chill silently rose in his heart.    

    

However, Xiao Chen was completely unmoved. He crossed his arms and looked like he was watching a good show.    

    

But following the old man's words, the faces of the group of people who were protected by the fog of baleful aura changed when they looked at Xiao Chen.    

    

That was a battle that would take place the day after tomorrow!    

    

When the old man asked Xiao Chen for help, didn't that mean that he also wanted Xiao Chen's help the day after tomorrow?    

    

How could they believe this!    

    

Although they all knew that Xiao Chen was very strong, the two moves they exchanged with the girl just now were too fast and too short.    

    

As a result, they couldn't see it clearly, and couldn't measure Xiao Chen's true strength.    

    

Furthermore, it was obvious that the girl drew her hand and retreated. It wasn't because she was afraid of Xiao Chen, but because she wanted to deal with Upper Envoy first.    

    

But now, the old man was asking for help from Xiao Chen, causing their mouths to open wide, and their eyes to be filled with astonishment as they looked at Xiao Chen.    

    

However, Xiao Chen didn't seem to be bothered with him.    

    

"Jia, Jia..."    

    

Someone wanted to speak, but for a moment, they did not know how to address Xiao Chen.    

    

Even if they called him an alias, they suddenly hesitated, so Jia did not say anything.    

    

"Upper Cloud Sect's Loo Zhuo, please help us. We will definitely repay you handsomely!"    

    

The old man was hit twice in a row, and his neixi became restless and restless in an instant.    

    

He knew that if this continued, he would end up as a comrade who had no one to worry about anymore.    

    

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and introduced himself. He once again made a request to Xiao Chen in a serious manner. It was much more sincere than the previous one.    

    

At this time, Xiao Chen put down his arm that he was hugging and glanced at the battle circle with a grin on his face.    

    

"What do you mean by not reporting? Fellow Daoist, you are too polite."    

    

Although he spoke politely, his actions were not polite at all.    

    

His movement technique was like a swan soaring into the sky. With a flash of his feet, he had already reached the waist of the mountain.    

    

His speed was extremely fast. He was at least a hundred meters away, but in the blink of an eye, he had already jumped into the battle circle.    

    

When they saw this scene, the people who were still unwilling to believe it and didn't dare believe that Xiao Chen had already reached the Houtian realm were also dumbfounded.    

    

However, Xiao Chen didn't just jump in. Before he landed on the ground, he stretched out his hand and slapped the masked woman's companion.    

    

The masked man covered his face, but his reaction wasn't slow. He immediately took a step back and avoided the slap.    

    

Then, the person turned around and bypassed the obstruction of the hand. He immediately threw himself into the air.    

    

He raised his fist again and again, and a brilliant fist shadow was thrown at Xiao Chen's waist.    

    

However, his fists were wrapped in thick True Qi. He took off his arms and pounced on ___ like a fierce tiger that had just come out of a mountain.    

    

"It's going to be hard?"    

    

Xiao Chen smiled. His figure suddenly sank, and he sped up as he landed on the ground.    

    

He swiped his fist across his head, but he did not even blink.    

    

Once he landed on the ground, he put his hand away, shook his arms, and raised his head.    

    

When his attack missed, the masked man in the air had a flash in his eyes. When he saw Xiao Chen lock onto his landing spot, he steeled his heart.    

    

With two swooshes, his sleeves shook, and his head sank. His fist shadow was in front of him, and it landed on the ground.    

    

At this time, Xiao Chen slowly raised his arm and threw out two punches. The fist shadow attacked directly in the air, colliding with each other.    

    

After that, there was a rumbling sound.