Chapter 1671: Too Weak

The middle-aged man stood to the side, his hands clasped behind his back, maintaining a very high-class demeanor, believing that such matters did not require his personal intervention and that his son was more than capable of handling them.

However, he never expected that before he could even react, his son had already been instantly killed.

"Damn it, you actually dared to kill my son!"

The middle-aged man roared instantly, lunging towards An Yimo with Killing Intent, his anger making him forget her cultivation level.

"Go to hell!"

An Yimo was no longer the soft-hearted woman she once was; she showed no mercy to these villains before her.

She raised her hand and pointed, a sharp Qi streaking directly towards the opponent's glabella.

Feeling the sharpness of that finger-wind, the middle-aged man instantly calmed down from his rage.

He was merely at the Middle Stage Martial Saint, while the opponent was clearly at the Late Stage Martial Saint or even the Peak Martial Saint; this level of cultivation was completely beyond his ability to contend with.

"Damn it, when did the Secular World get such a master?"

His heart was filled with shock, but it was too late; it was already impossible to retreat, so he could only unleash a full-power punch to meet the incoming finger-wind.

"Tsk!"

Even though he had put in his full effort, it was still useless; An Yimo's finger-wind pierced through his punch like a sharp sword, and in the blink of an eye, a bloody hole appeared on his glabella.

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open as he fell backward, his face filled with unwillingness until his death.

Originally, he had wanted to seize this opportunity to bring his son to the Secular World and plunder extensively, but he never expected to lose his life the moment he arrived.

Jiangbei, Gao Family.

Since Wang Xuening and Ye Bufan confirmed their relationship, the Wang Family had become the number one family in Jiangbei, with no other force daring to contend with them.

Wang Xuance and Wang Xingye, father and son, were sitting in the main hall, discussing their next steps for development, when suddenly there was a loud bang outside, followed by sounds of fighting.

"What's going on? Let's go out and see."

Wang Xuance's expression darkened; he couldn't imagine anyone daring to cause trouble for their Wang Family at this time, so he immediately took his son and walked out.

Outside, there were seven or eight people standing there, each dressed in long robes with swords on their backs, like characters straight out of a Wuxia world.

At the head was a Young man of about 30, holding a long saber in his hand, standing there with furrowed brows and angry eyes.

Opposite him, the large door had already been split in half by his saber, and a dozen bodyguards lay scattered, some dead, some injured.

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Seeing someone dare to kill in front of his own home, Wang Xuance was immediately furious.

"Who are you? Who gave you the guts to commit murder in front of my house!"

"The Wang Family? Just an ant in the Secular World!" The Young man sneered, "Let me introduce myself, this Young Master is Zhou Tong from the Zhou Family of the Kunlun Immortal Realm.

From now on, your Wang Family will be taken over by me. Hand over all your family assets and everything will be at my disposal, otherwise, your clan will be annihilated immediately!"

After speaking, a powerful Aura erupted from his entire body; he was clearly a Martial Saint expert.

Under his powerful pressure, the Elder offerings trembled with fear, barely able to stand, let alone having any ability to attack.

Wang Xuance's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected the opponent to be so formidable, nor had he expected them to come from the Kunlun Immortal Realm.

But just then, the pressure on him suddenly lightened, and the powerful Martial Saint pressure instantly vanished, followed by two figures descending from the sky and landing in front of them.

"Daughter, why are you back?"

Wang Xuance and his son were filled with pleasant surprise; the arrivals were none other than Wang Xuening, accompanied by the stunning Leng Qingqiu.

"Oh, not bad, you even sent two beauties."

The Young man's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Xuening and Qingqiu, and he almost drooled, "This Young Master declares that I want both of these women!"

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a cold glint flashed before his eyes, followed by his head flying high into the air, and a gush of hot blood spraying on the spot.

In front of Leng Qingqiu, he didn't even have a chance to draw his saber before his head was cut off.

"Uh…"

Everyone present instantly widened their eyes, their eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

No one expected a woman as beautiful as a fairy to be so ruthless when she acted.

Especially those from the Kunlun Immortal Realm, they knew very well that their master was a Middle Stage Martial Saint, so how could he have no ability to resist in front of the opponent?

Wang Xuening glanced at everyone: "Get out of here immediately, if I see you again next time, I will kill without mercy!"

With their master dead, those people didn't dare to hesitate for a moment; they immediately turned and ran, fleeing back to the Kunlun Immortal Realm in a state of disarray.

Hong Kong, Gao Family.

After a muffled thud, a tall figure flew backward, it was Gao Daqiang who had been sent flying.

Although with the help of Ye Bufan, his cultivation had now reached the Heaven Rank, he was still not the opponent of the person in front of him, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

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Opposite him stood a thin middle-aged man, his face full of disdain.

"Weak! Simply too weak!" The middle-aged man said mockingly, "I already knew there were no masters in the Secular World, but I didn't expect it to be this weak.

Is there anyone strong enough to fight? Don't let this old man be too disappointed!"

After he finished speaking, everyone present was silent; Gao Daqiang was already the top master on the Gao Family's side, and even he was not an opponent, so others coming out would be useless.

"What, no one dares to come out? Are you all cowards?"

The middle-aged man's expression grew more arrogant; in fact, he was completely showing off.

From the moment he left the Kunlun Immortal Realm, he knew that the Secular World lacked Spiritual Qi and had no masters. The reason he acted this way was simply to flaunt his sense of superiority.

If there were truly masters present, he wouldn't have had the guts to do this.

Just then, a clear voice came: "Then I will grant your wish."

As the voice fell, two graceful figures appeared before everyone, it was Dongfang Huizhong and Sima Wei who had rushed over from the Imperial Capital.

"Looking for someone strong to fight, are we? I'll come!"

Dongfang Huizhong was originally a hot-tempered war enthusiast, and seeing this guy so arrogant, she immediately strode forward.

The middle-aged man, however, did not know her temper or cultivation, and his face still held an arrogant expression.

"Little girl, you look good. Today, your big brother will let you have three moves…"

"Let your sister! This old lady doesn't need you to let her!

Before he could finish speaking, Dongfang Huizhong had already thrown a punch.

Feeling the power of this punch, the middle-aged man's expression instantly changed drastically, his arrogance completely vanished, and he hurriedly met the punch with all his might.

The two fists collided, and with a crisp crack, his arm was actually shattered.

The middle-aged man's face was filled with horror; he had come to the Secular World this time, first to plunder, and second to show off, wanting to experience the feeling of being a peerless master in the Secular World.

But he never dreamed that he would encounter such a formidable master the moment he arrived in Hong Kong.

Realizing that he was absolutely no match, this guy turned around and prepared to flee, but how could Dongfang Huizhong give him this chance? She slapped him to the ground.

"Your sister, didn't you want to find someone strong to fight? Why are you trying to run away now?"

How terrifying was an enraged Dongfang Huizhong? She grabbed the middle-aged man's ankle and slammed him fiercely to the ground, just like striking a rag doll.