The Martial Son-in-law

The last time he was chased by Zhang Chu because of Wu Chuang, Zhang Chu's eyes were as crazy as this.    

This time, however, it was a dozen times stronger than the last time. Just by looking at each other, it could make Lyu Yifei, a cultivation genius, panic.    

By the time Lyu Yifei recovered from his shock, Zhang Chu had already grabbed the soft sword with his left hand with the Imperial Dragon Ring.    

You are courting death by grabbing my low grade Profound Rank magic weapon with your bare hands!    

Just as Lyu Yifei thought that Zhang Chu's hand would be directly cut open by the soft sword... A strange scene occurred. Zhang Chu's hand of flesh and blood tightly grabbed onto my blade. Not only was it not cut, it even deformed the soft sword. Although the soft sword was soft, But it's also relative, like soft and solid, When used, it was as soft as a rope, but when it came into contact... However, when used, it was as hard as steel.    

The fact that Zhang Chu could change the shape of the soft sword proved one thing. It wasn't because of Zhang Chu's strength, but because the Imperial Dragon Ring in Zhang Chu's hand had completely suppressed the soft sword.    

Middle grade Profound Rank?    

Lyu Yifei didn't know, but there was one thing he was sure of. The most rational choice right now was to distance himself from Zhang Chu. But if he really wanted to give up a low grade Profound Grade magic weapon, Lyu Yifei wouldn't be able to do it.    

There was no need to be afraid! Lyu Yifei strengthened his courage in his heart. Even if he did not have a magic weapon, he could still rely solely on his strength to suppress Zhang Chu!    

Thinking of this, Lyu Yifei grabbed the soft sword with one hand, and his other hand turned into a palm. He fiercely slapped towards Zhang Chu's chest.    

Bang!    

His palm hit the target.    

As expected, the unreserved palm hit the target. Zhang Chu spat out a mouthful of blood. His left hand, which was tightly gripping the soft sword, also suddenly loosened. He took a few steps back, and his body shook twice. Only then did he manage to stabilize himself.    

The blood that he spat out just now turned into mist in the air. Soon after, it was sucked dry by the Imperial Dragon Ring. The light emitted from it was even more soul-stirring than before.    

Lyu Yifei heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.    

It seemed like his guess was correct. Zhang Chu had already become extremely powerful. No matter how crazy he was, the thin True Qi in his body was no longer enough to support Zhang Chu.    

And that strange ring had not fully awakened. It needed more blood to completely activate the Dragon Resisting Ring. And before that, Lyu Yifei was strong enough to kill Zhang Chu!    

A swift and decisive strike!    

The soft sword was still inserted into Zhang Chu's shoulder. Lyu Yifei, however, did not care. He went straight into the battle with his bare hands. Both of his hands were like blades, constantly bombarding Zhang Chu's body.    

Zhang Chu didn't have the slightest strength to resist. He was like a sandbag, allowing Lyu Yifei to destroy him.    

Lyu Yifei's attack speed was getting faster and faster. It only took a moment for the storm to turn into a storm.    

No matter how strong Zhang Chu's body was, it was still difficult for him to withstand such a fierce attack. The wounds that had stopped bleeding were all broken open. Blood mixed with pus splashed everywhere. Although all of this blood had been absorbed by the Imperial Dragon Ring, so what?    

At least, no one thought that a mere ring would be able to change the current situation and turn Zhang Chu's defeat into victory.    

Looking at how Zhang Chu was constantly being ravaged in front of Lyu Yifei, the disciples behind him were burning with anger and indignation.    

However, if Yuan Zhihong didn't nod his head, no one would be able to help him.    

Zhao Tang clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lyu Yifei. He had already killed Lyu Yifei several times in his heart.    

Because he was too angry, a deep roar like that of a wild beast kept coming out from Zhao Tang's throat.    

"Old Yuan, it's fine if the sect leader can get through this crisis. If it falls here, from now on, you and I will be sworn enemies!" Zhao Tang said word by word. His tone was filled with determination and anger. He was definitely not joking.    

Yuan Zhihong didn't say anything. He just stared at Zhang Chu.    

The sect leader would never fall down, and it would never die here! Should he ask why? Because he was Zhang Chu!    

Zhao Tang and Yuan Zhihong weren't the only ones who were roaring in their hearts. Lyu Yifei was also one of them.    

"Why?"    

"Why hasn't he fallen yet? The True Qi in his body was almost depleted, and the injuries on his body should have crushed him long ago. "    

Lyu Yifei's attacks became fiercer and fiercer. He even circulated all the True Qi in his body without any scruples. Every palm strike was aimed at the wounds on Zhang Chu's body.    

The sharp palm wind hit the wound, causing it to 'explode'. The flesh turned and cracked, but no blood flowed out, because the surrounding blood had already flowed out.    

With such an injury, not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators would have died a long time ago.    

However, everyone knew very well that Zhang Chu wasn't dead yet because he was standing firmly. Every time he was attacked by Lyu Yifei, his reaction would be very slow.    

One should know that he was slow. This meant that his body's reaction was still there.    

If one lost consciousness and was attacked by a 'physical' attack, the only reaction of the body would be to immediately fall down.    

Two minutes!    

A full two minutes had passed!    

Lyu Yifei had used up more than half of his true qi when he attacked with all his might. He was already beginning to pant. Zhang Chu's bent body slowly stood up after a short pause.    

Everyone's eyes, from the initial shock to doubt, had now turned into pure fear.    

What kind of life force was this? And what kind of resilience was this?    

Everyone fell into silence, and they could only wait to investigate the truth.    

"Get down!" Lyu Yifei let out a hysterical roar. He used all his strength to punch Zhang Chu's face.    

Bang!    

With a muffled sound, Zhang Chu fell to the ground.    

Lyu Yifei was breathing heavily. He looked at Zhang Chu, who was lying on the ground, with a crazy look in his eyes.    

Zhang Chu clearly didn't do anything. Just by relying on his abnormal resilience, he had forced Lyu Yifei, who was known for being rational and steady, to go crazy. This situation had surprised all the cultivators who had seen countless big scenes in the scene.    

Looking at Zhang Chu lying motionlessly on the ground, Yuan Zhihong clenched his fists tightly. Because he had used too much strength, his finger bones made creaking sounds.    

"Get up..."    

"sect leader, get up!"    

Yuan Zhihong's voice caused the other disciples, including Zhao Tang, to start shouting in unison.    

"sect leader, get up!"    

"sect leader, get up!"    

A heaven-shaking roar was heard. Zhang Chu, who looked like he was completely dead, suddenly moved his fingers. After that, he placed his hands on the ground, supported his body, and got up bit by bit.    

When Zhang Chu stood in the sky once again, Lyu Yifei's eyes were wide open, revealing a trace of fear that was difficult to conceal.    

"Zhang Chu, he's not human..."    

Lyu Yifei kept swallowing his saliva. Zhang Chu was still able to stand up after suffering such a crazy attack. This was definitely not something a human could do.