Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 205 Undefeated Legend, Xiao Chuanqi

The battle on East Pole Island had just ended when Ye Feng, without a moment’s rest, pushed Shuiyuan Longzhi back with haste.

Now that East Pole Island’s current Island Master, Lv Xiangyang, and the Second Island Lord, Han Feng, were dead, plus two never-publicly-seen Honorary Island Masters, one dead and one captured, the remaining small fries were simply not worth fearing.

What was truly frightening was the possibility that the people from Sky Eagle Sect were colluding with East Pole Island.

Ye Feng was well aware that the experts from Sky Eagle Sect had not pursued them to East Pole Island, but rather had departed the cruise ship to head in the opposite direction. Whatever they intended to do, it definitely wasn’t anything good.

Looking back at the cruise ship, within five minutes of Ye Feng’s departure, sinister figures began emerging from the calm sea—these men had fierce looks in their eyes, clearly bandits from East Pole Island, and their clothes were similar to those of the first group encountered.

"Kill!"

Without any warning, waves of pirates leaped onto the cruise ship, drawing swords and mercilessly slaughtering.

Among those jumping aboard was East Pole Island’s remaining three Island Masters, each of them being figures at the Peak of the Grandmaster level, and even two that had reached Half-Step Martial King.

"Haha!"

"Good, send the signal."

A flare shot up into the sky, but it wasn’t long before the Old Eastern King could no longer laugh, as he had underestimated the combat power of these soldiers from the Eastern Border; two leaders were cut down with just a slash across the face.

"Protect the Mistress."

Xiao Chuanqi drew his sword from its scabbard. If these soldiers of the Eastern Border were all to fall, it wouldn’t just be a personal threat, it would be a huge loss for Xuanyuan Nation.

However, Xiao Chuanqi was also frustrated. These men had just been fiercely indomitable; why did they crumble like a landslide when facing a few tough adversaries?

A sword flashed coldly.

Xiao Chuanqi intercepted the opponent of Flora Ridge’s Lord, who was similarly a sword expert—East Pole Island’s Third Island Lord, Li Ming.

"Quick battle, quick decision, these people are all useless weaklings."

Li Ming licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, brandishing his sword and charged at Xiao Chuanqi, daring to block his way.

Only death awaited!

"Damned, heaven has forsaken me too."

Seeing one Eastern Border soldier after another falling, the Old Eastern King was racked with regret, pounding his chest and stamping his feet in anguish. He roughly guessed where the problem lay.

It must have been his indulgence in pleasures and negligence in management that led his soldiers of the Eastern Border to emulate slackness and frivolity, rendering such an army incapable of fighting a tough battle. They could only pose as formidable when facing the lesser-numbered.

Now reality had struck!

"My Lord, we cannot hold any longer. As long as we preserve the green hills, there’s no fear of running out of firewood."

Lord Duan Yuntian of Haiyun Ridge said anxiously.

"Without the hills, where would the firewood come from?"

"Yuntian, you are a fine man. Go protect that girl. As the King of the Eastern Border, how could I flee from battle?"

At this moment, the Old Eastern King finally stood up straight. He grabbed a Wolf Fang Club and charged straight into the battlefield with his figure erect. Find adventures at NovelBin.Côm

"My Lord!"

Lord Duan Yuntian’s mouth was bitter beyond words. If only he had known, why did he even start? Sighing, he turned and walked towards where Hong Qingyan was.

In fact, Lord Duan Yuntian didn’t know that by sending him to protect Hong Qingyan, the Old Eastern King was also protecting him, because by her side were three top experts who hadn’t yet made a move, brought by Ye Feng.

"Good, very good!"

Watching as one figure after another fell on the deck, Su Keming was not worried but rather pleased. Beside him, two elders were always blocking danger for him. In time, no blindly aggressive bandit dared to trouble him.

Yet, having nothing to do, Su Keming did not help his comrades; instead, he stood on the deck as a cold observer.

"The time has come."

A quarter of an hour later, Su Keming whistled from the corner of his mouth.

Through the thick fog, a Cloud Eagle pierced the layers of mist and landed on Su Keming’s shoulder, followed by a large ship flying the flag of a grim eagle.

Lined up on the ship were thirteen individuals, each one a Great Grandmaster.

Sky Eagle Sect!

"Haha, the people from Sky Eagle Sect have come to save us!"

Seeing this, Martial Peak’s Lord, Wu Feng, was overjoyed. He turned and rushed towards the large ship, pursued by East Pole Island’s Fourth Island Master.

"Save?"

"Ridiculous, Grand Elder, leave none alive."

Su Keming had returned to the Sky Eagle Sect’s ship and, seated on a Taishi Chair, began issuing commands.

The next second, a group of Sky Eagle Sect’s experts rushed over. Poor Wu Feng hadn’t even reacted before an elder grabbed him by the crown of his head. Blood flowed from his seven orifices as he plunged into the sea.

"No wonder the world says the people of Xuanyuan Nation are cunning."

With the addition of more than a dozen Great Grandmasters, the tide of battle turned sharply. In an instant, not only the people from East Pole Island but also the Eastern Border soldiers were being massacred.

Li Ming and the Fourth Island Master huddled together, faces gloomy. The speaker was the Fourth Island Master next to him, a disguised ronin.

"Why haven’t they arrived, why?"

The Old Eastern King was filled with sorrowful rage. The people from Sky Eagle Sect had arrived, so why hadn’t his Personal Guard Unit, why not the people from the Mu Family?

"Su Keming, you were already a candidate for the next King of the Eastern Border, why do this?"

The Old Eastern King held the Wolf Fang Club, glaring teeth clenched at Su Keming.

"Why? Because those who dare to obstruct the path of the Sky Eagle Sect must die."

"You old fool, you’ve wagged your fingers at me for so many years, rest assured, I, the young Sect Leader, will not let you die so easily."

Su Keming laughed wildly with a fierce expression on his face.

"Suke Ming, I surrender, I’m willing to join the Sky Eagle Sect, please don’t kill me."

The Lord of Flora Ridge, Shen Sanwan, suddenly knelt down and pleaded.

"Kill!"

What use is begging for mercy? Three Sky Eagle Sect experts pounced directly on Shen Sanwan, and in an instant, his life was ended.

"Remember, from now on, I am no longer Su Keming, I am Lie Keming."

"Apart from the Old Eastern King and that woman, not a single person shall be spared. Tomorrow, the Eastern Border will know that the Old Eastern King led troops to exterminate bandits and perished at sea—it was our Sky Eagle Sect that cleansed East Pole Island."

Su Keming’s final gaze rested on Hong Qingyan.

What could be more satisfying than turning the Northern Border King’s woman into a slave by his side?

These words, however, provided some relief to Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian among others, fearing that the Sky Eagle Sect members might lay hands on Hong Qingyan, but now it seemed the Princess Consort would be safe for the time being.

Of course, they knew Su Keming’s intentions, which only fueled their growing rage. As long as they had a breath left in them, they would not allow Su Keming to disgrace the King’s woman.

"Kill!"

With the Sky Eagle Sect stirring trouble, the Third and Fourth Island Masters of East Pole Island joined the Old Eastern King’s side instead, teaming up against thirteen Sky Eagle Sect experts.

Eight against thirteen.

This was an unfair contest, because besides Sima Zhantian, Xia Lengchan, and three others who were protecting Hong Qingyan, everyone else was injured. The previous battle was a matter of life and death for all.

Of course, now they had to fight for their lives even more desperately, for Su Keming made it clear he would spare none—in Xuanyuan Nation, assaulting and murdering a territorial ruler was a capital offense.

"We will hold off the enemies for you two later, take the opportunity to get the Princess Consort out."

Xiao Chuanqi transmitted the message secretly.

"Regiment Leader Xiao, but you..."

Xia Lengchan was astonished, he could tell that Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian had a chance to escape, but the latter did not seem to think so.

"No buts, I am the First Legion Commander. With the lord absent, you listen to me."

Xiao Chuanqi said decisively.

Amidst this sorrow, Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian exploded into action, pushing back the Sky Eagle Sect experts in front of them with punch and sword, and then moved to intercept the enemies facing Xia Lengchan and Li Jingang.

"Go!"

Without any hesitation, Xia Lengchan and Li Jingang lifted Hong Qingyan, intending to jump into the sea without further ado.

But could they really escape?

The moment Xiao Chuanqi drew his sword, the two Great Protectors by Su Keming’s side had already taken to the air and flew towards them.

"The person I’ve set my sights on thinks to run? Since those two are seeking death, then let’s begin with them."

Pick on the weak.

In this fight, the four opponents Xiao Chuanqi and company faced were originally the most relaxed, given their most intact fighting power. However, with a single sentence from Su Keming, the four enemies abandoned their original targets and converged on the two.

"Find a chance to escape and inform the King."

Who could have expected, Xiao Chuanqi surged forward again, his sword intercepting those four enemies. He was still determined to create an opportunity for Sima Zhantian to escape.

One against five, it has to be said, Xiao Chuanqi’s courage was much like Ye Feng’s, but his situation was ultimately unlike Ye Feng’s. After all, his strongest enemy was only at the Half-Step Martial King level.

"Flying Heaven Throat Lock!"

Five silhouettes, uniformly using the Eagle Claw Technique, clawed towards Xiao Chuanqi; there was no place for mercy against any opponent.

Bang! Bang!

One figure fell to the ground first, it was the Third Island Master of East Pole Island, Li Ming. His final gaze was not towards his enemies, but on the struggling Xiao Chuanqi, his lips faintly moving as if to say: I am still no match for him.

"Ah! I will make you pay with your life."

In his fury and power, Sima Zhantian found the enemy’s weak spot, and with a fatal punch, he crushed the enemy’s chest. Yet before he could take two steps to aid Xiao Chuanqi, another two assaulted him.

"Idiots!"

Seeing Sima Zhantian not immediately taking to the sea to escape, Xiao Chuanqi could only bitterly smile, at this moment, he too was at the end of his strength.

Under the assault of five Sky Eagle Sect experts, scratches covered Xiao Chuanqi’s body, blood was pouring out, and some of his wounds were so deep that the white of his bones showed through.

Yet even so, Xiao Chuanqi did not fall.

"King, you must survive, everyone is waiting for you."

Xiao Chuanqi’s face was resolute. As the First Legion Commander of the Northern Border, how could he allow himself to die without dignity?

In an instant, Xiao Chuanqi gave up defending his front, let two experts claw at his abdomen, and turned his mourning sword into a flash of silver light.

Thud! Thud!

Two heads fell to the ground, along with a stream of blood pouring from Xiao Chuanqi.

The three remaining Sky Eagle Sect experts withdrew instead of advancing. Although Xiao Chuanqi’s aura was incredibly feeble at this point, as they looked upon the figure that still refused to topple, they hesitated to approach, their eyes filled with fear and respect.