Immortal God of War

Chapter 1136 - 1071: He’s Still My Future Father-in-Law

"Who?"

"Who dares to hide in the shadows and spy on us? Get out here and face your death!"

A group of people immediately turned their heads toward the patch of forest, each wearing a hostile expression.

"Just took a look, did it really warrant such hostility?"

With a taunting laugh, Qin Feiyang and Fatty walked out from the forest.

They had arrived early.

Just didn’t show themselves, curious about what these people would do.

The outcome greatly surprised them, as Nie Shaoyong intended to force himself upon someone.

Committing such a vile act, he’s indeed a notorious playboy.

"Ancestor Mu!"

At the same time.

Seeing Qin Feiyang, Nie Shaoyong and the others’ pupils contracted, unable to hide their apprehension.

But Li Yan remained the same as before, her eyes lacking any emotion.

"What a pitiful girl."

Qin Feiyang sighed inwardly.

He almost wanted to tell Li Yan the truth, but in the end, reason triumphed over impulse.

Fatty stepped forward, arrogantly glaring at Nie Shaoyong, shouting, "I didn’t realize you’re such a scoundrel, release her to Master Fatty immediately!"

With Qin Feiyang present, his confidence was soaring!

Nie Shaoyong frowned slightly, speaking in a low voice, "Let her go."

The two youths holding Li Yan immediately released her, then hid behind Nie Shaoyong, watching Qin Feiyang warily.

Fatty was delighted, mockingly saying, "I say let go, and you just let go. Is this still the arrogant Nie eldest master from yesterday?"

Nie Shaoyong’s gaze turned cold as he looked at Qin Feiyang, saying, "Junior Brother Mu, we’ve never interfered with each other, why are you meddling today?"

"Why?"

Qin Feiyang glanced at Nie Shaoyong, then scanned the others, laughing, "Don’t you know Fatty is my brother?"

In that glance, he saw through everyone’s cultivation level.

Nie Shaoyong was a Three Star War Saint, while the others were One-star War Saints and Two-star War Saints.

Evidently, all disciples of the holy land.

Before him, he might respect and keep his distance.

But now, with these little minions, he could handle them single-handedly.

"Brothers!"

Nie Shaoyong and the others were taken aback.

Fatty’s connection with Qin Feiyang was not just known to them but the entire divine city.

However, everyone thought they were just friends, not brothers.

The difference between friends and brothers is vast!

Qin Feiyang chuckled, "Fatty, how many times did he slap you yesterday?"

"Twenty times."

Fatty replied.

Nie Shaoyong’s face darkened, angrily saying, "Nonsense, I only slapped you five times, where are the twenty?"

"Isn’t interest counted?"

Fatty grinned slyly.

"Interest?"

Nie Shaoyong was about to explode.

It’s just one night, and it increased by fifteen, the interest is too high!

"Fine, the way he slapped you yesterday, now slap him the same way."

After speaking, Qin Feiyang pointed to the dozen people beside Nie Shaoyong, saying indifferently, "And them, twenty slaps each."

"What?"

The dozen people went pale on the spot.

A green-clad youth shouted, "Junior Brother Mu, most of us weren’t here yesterday, why should we be hit too?"

"Forty slaps."

Qin Feiyang said expressionlessly.

The green-clad youth was furious, about to speak up.

The others quickly restrained him, shouting, "If you say anything more, it’s not forty, it’s eighty, or even one hundred sixty... so can you shut up?"

The green-clad youth felt wronged.

He was standing up for everyone, but ended up being blamed, isn’t there any heart?

Fatty wore a mischievous smile as he approached Nie Shaoyong, saying, "Nie eldest master, I really hope you can show yesterday’s arrogance, let my boss see it, but alas, you don’t have the guts!"

Humiliation!

Naked humiliation!

Nie Shaoyong clenched his fists, looking at Qin Feiyang, saying, "You better think this through!"

"Hit him."

Qin Feiyang commanded.

Fatty immediately raised his arm, slapping Nie Shaoyong in the face, leaving a bright red handprint.

Nie Shaoyong was stunned.

They actually dared to hit him?

He furiously shouted, "Ancestor Mu, my brother is one of the three Kings of the Holy Peak, if you dare touch me, even if you’re the direct disciple of the General Tower Master, you won’t end well."

"One of the three Kings of the Holy Peak?"

Qin Feiyang paused.

Upon seeing this.

The dozen others thought Qin Feiyang was a bit scared, and their arrogance flared up.

"That’s right!"

"Nie senior’s brother is called Nie Zhan."

"Nie Zhan’s talent is extraordinary, he’s considered a rare genius."

"He’s also favored by the Peak Master of the Holy Peak, the Peak Master even intends to make him a disciple, his future is limitless!"

"And Nie Zhan, usually spoils this younger brother the most, so you’d better back off!"

The dozen shouted.

"Intends to make him a disciple?"

Qin Feiyang smirked, "So what? Your Holy Peak Master is my future father-in-law."

Wang Youer’s father is the Peak Master of the Holy Peak.

Everyone’s expression froze.

Indeed!

He’s already engaged to Wang Youer, and considered family with the Peak Master, even if things escalate, the Peak Master would certainly side with his own.

Moreover, this matter is their fault.

"Senior Brother Mu, we were wrong, please let us go this time!"

"Yes, we didn’t have any old grudges or recent grievances, there’s no need to make such a fuss!"

The dozen or so people grew afraid and quickly began to flatter ingratiatingly.

Seeing these people start to curry favor, Nie Shaoyong’s face turned grim.

"Keep hitting."

Qin Feiyang ignored these people; they were nothing but petty clowns, not worth his attention.

Master Fatty chuckled, raised his hand, and delivered another slap.

"Huh!"

"Isn’t that Ancestor Mu?"

"Nie Shaoyong is there too."

"What are they doing?"

A few disciples passing through the air noticed Qin Feiyang and the others, immediately stopped, and looked down.

Pa!

It was at this moment.

Master Fatty slapped Nie Shaoyong on the face again, causing a stream of blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

"What?"

"He actually slapped Nie Shaoyong?"

The disciples above were stunned.

One of them perked up and quickly said, "Hurry and inform everyone, Ancestor Mu and Nie Shaoyong are fighting, there’s a good show to watch."

Several others used Image Crystal Stones, sending messages to their friends nearby.

"No way?"

"When did Ancestor Mu become so high-profile, allowing someone to publicly slap Nie Shaoyong?"

The news spread like wildfire in the General Tower.

Everyone who received the news was equally shocked.

"Go on, keep being arrogant!"

Master Fatty was quite pleased now.

The humiliation suffered yesterday was finally washed away.

However, facing this scene, Li Yan beside him showed no reaction, turning to the cliff edge and continued to stare blankly alone.

Qin Feiyang glanced at her back and couldn’t help but frown.

"Enough!"

Suddenly.

A voice shouted out.

Nie Shaoyong grabbed Master Fatty’s wrist and said in a deep voice, "I advise you to stop."

Master Fatty turned to Qin Feiyang and said, "Boss, he’s threatening me again."

Qin Feiyang looked at Nie Shaoyong.

Nie Shaoyong also glared at Qin Feiyang, a hint of killing intent flickering in his eyes, "If you have the guts, let’s fight one-on-one, life or death!"

"Hmm..."

Qin Feiyang looked at him in surprise and suddenly laughed.

This smile made Nie Shaoyong’s scalp tingle, and he began to regret saying that.

"Life or death?"

"So it’s a duel to the death?"

The disciples above looked at each other; this seemed to be escalating.

Master Fatty also stared at Nie Shaoyong in astonishment, asking, "Do you really want a duel to the death with Boss?"

Nie Shaoyong’s gaze darkened, nodding and sneering, "Yes, but I fear he won’t dare!"

"Haha..."

Master Fatty laughed too.

Challenge Qin Feiyang? Truly borrowing courage from the heavens!

However...

Even if they challenged him, these twenty slaps couldn’t be forgotten.

He suddenly raised another arm and swung it towards Nie Shaoyong’s face.

"You’re courting death!"

The killing intent in Nie Shaoyong’s eyes was now undisguised.

"The one courting death is you!"

At the same time.

Qin Feiyang moved, like a specter, landing in front of Nie Shaoyong, hand like a blade, with Battle Intent surging, directly piercing his abdomen.

"Ah..."

Nie Shaoyong immediately knelt on the ground, screaming in pain.

Qin Feiyang withdrew his hand, shaking the blood off, turned to Master Fatty and said lightly, "As you wished, he’s crippled now, do as you please."

"Boss is the best."

Master Fatty grinned and stepped forward, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks on Nie Shaoyong.

"Ancestor Mu, you despicable scoundrel, you ambushed me when I wasn’t paying attention..."

With his Qi Sea crippled, even as a Three Star War Saint, Nie Shaoyong had no power to resist, and could only endure Master Fatty’s torment, wailing miserably.

"Despicable scoundrel?"

"You knew I was here for trouble, yet you made no preparations, isn’t that foolish?"

"Moreover, dueling a wastrel like you is purely a waste of time."

Qin Feiyang shook his head, smiling, walked over to Li Yan, looked at her pale face, and moved his lips, but swallowed his words, looking down at the river below.

For a moment, the place was filled only with Master Fatty’s shouts and Nie Shaoyong’s cries.

Whoosh!!

Soon.

Silhouettes began to appear above frequently, all disciples of the General Tower.

Even some from the holy land were drawn by the news.

"He actually crippled Nie Shaoyong’s Qi Sea? That’s too ruthless!"

"Indeed, we have a clear rule in the General Tower against disciples fighting secretly, even if he’s the General Tower master’s direct disciple, this is no exception!"

Someone expressed dissatisfaction.

"I disagree. If Nie Shaoyong hadn’t harassed Li Yan, would this have happened?"

"In the end, he brought this upon himself."

"Exactly, Senior Brother Mu’s actions now are punishing evil and promoting good, upholding justice, we should support him."

There were also those in favor of Qin Feiyang.

"Oh my, oh my, what a spectacle!"

At this moment.

With a peculiar laugh, a young man in purple descended from the sky, landing directly beside Qin Feiyang.

"That voice..."

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow, turned to the young man in purple, his eyes flashing coldly, transmitting, "Weren’t you gone? Why have you come back to the General Tower?"