Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 1287 1287: Killing in Fury

The people from the Sword Sect Branch couldn't laugh anymore, their smiles frozen on their faces, looking rather comical.

Earlier, Qin Yi was being pressed down by Ning Qun, utterly unable to fight back, and they were overjoyed, thinking Qin Yi was destined to die.

But now, the situation had reversed, and it was their Squad Leader's turn to be pressed to the ground by Qin Yi. Fear struck them once more, and as they listened to Ning Qun's miserable screams, watching his tragic outcome, a chill ran deep into their bones.

"Qin Yi." Ning Qun screamed hoarsely, the venom in his voice chilling to the bone.

However, Qin Yi remained unchanged, calmly saying, "Angry, in pain? That's how it should be."

Ran Zitong was still lying there, her eyes not yet closed, not having seen the destruction of the Sword Sect Branch, her great revenge unfulfilled, how could she close her eyes?

Ning Qun leaped up, a grating sound of bone friction coming from his face as he healed his injuries.

But how could Qin Yi give him the chance?

The Star Moon Ring moved, and Qin Yi suddenly appeared behind Ning Qun.

A chill ran down Ning Qun's back, he roared in anger, turned abruptly, and struck back with a palm. With this strike, he exerted his cultivation to the utmost, intending to turn Qin Yi into a blood mist with one hit.

Yet, as he raised his hand, he suddenly became rigid, petrified like a statue, pausing for a second.

A pause of a second was fatal among experts.

"Bang!"

A fist as solid as a Purple Crystal Stone smashed onto Ning Qun's shoulder, a torrent of terrifying power surging through it.

With a crack, Ye Qun's shoulder caved in, his scapula completely shattered.

"Ah!" Ye Qun screamed miserably, rolling and flying through the air.

Fear filled his eyes—why did he petrify for a moment every time before striking, causing him to lose the initiative? The consequence of losing the initiative was severe: a skewed mouth, twisted face, and a shattered scapula.

Ye Qun's right shoulder was a mess of blood and flesh, the broken bone spikes piercing through skin and flesh, blood gushed fiercely, smashing onto the ground, cracking it like a spider web.

Qin Yi stepped back, entering the Star Moon Ring, and disappeared.

Reappearing, he was already in front of Ye Qun.

Ye Qun couldn't care about getting up; he roared, punching towards Qin Yi's leg while lying on the ground.

However, the result was the same, as he once again petrified for a second.

"Bang!"

Qin Yi kicked him in the waist, the piercing sound of bones breaking echoing around.

Ye Qun screamed as he slid along the ground, his ribs snapping, bone spikes piercing through muscle and skin, his side drenched in blood, flesh a mess.

Qin Yi's figure flashed; he stepped into the Star Moon Ring and disappeared directly.

In the next second, when Qin Yi appeared again, Ye Qun slid out dozens of meters along the ground, the ribs on the other side also entirely fractured.

Following that was Qin Yi's one-man show, rubbing Ye Qun completely into the ground.

"Bang bang...!"

Every kick was accompanied by the piercing sound of bones cracking.

Ye Qun had no power to resist, like a ball being kicked around, the bones in his body breaking one by one, his arms, legs, twisted at impossible angles, looking grisly.

"Bang!"

After the dull sound of impact was a crisp bone-cracking sound, Ye Qun flew out, landing on the ground like a pile of mud.

All his bones were nearly destroyed by Qin Yi.

Qin Yi finally stopped, standing in front of Ye Qun and looking down at him calmly, "How does it feel?"

Ye Qun no longer had his previous arrogance; fear filled his eyes, wanting to beg for mercy, but even his jawbone was shattered by Qin Yi, and his chest collapsed, leaving him unable to utter a word.

"You have no right to beg for mercy. If I let you go, who let the Ran Family go, who let Ran Zitong go."

As Qin Yi spoke, he expressionlessly lifted his foot, and with a crack, stomped and broke his neck.

The Squad Leader of the Sword Sect Branch, Ye Qun, was utterly fallen.

"The Squad Leader is dead."

"He killed the Squad Leader."

"Everyone run! He's going to kill us all."

The disciples of the Sword Sect were scared out of their wits, screaming frantically, fleeing like stray dogs.

Qin Yi did not stop them; these disciples were not worth his concern.

Xue Qianshan and the rest of the six Inner Sect Elders were full of fear, their legs trembling.

Xue Qianshan turned to flee without a word.

Yet, as he turned, a figure flashed, and then a strong hand grasped his neck.

"Please, spare me..."

The air was filled with the stench of urine; the extraordinary Xue Qianshan had actually wet himself with fear.

"I am not fit to spare you, go ask the Ran Family, ask Ran Zitong, if they would forgive you. I will send you to meet them now."

As he finished speaking, his five fingers contracted, with a crack, Xue Qianshan's head drooped helplessly.

"Want to leave? Did you ask me?" Qin Yi looked at the six elders fleeing and his figure flashed, disappearing from the spot.

"Bang!"

The ground shattered, fracturing into a spider web.

The Sixth Elder was stomped to death by Qin Yi, like squashing a bug.

Before long, all the disciples of the Sword Sect fled, the elders all dealt with by Qin Yi.

The happiest was the Blood Flood Dragon, with so many strong people's blood allowing it a hearty meal, and its cultivation would significantly advance.

Qin Yi turned, looking coldly at Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing looked calm, forced a bitter smile, "Do it."

Qin Yi walked up to him, suddenly lifted his hand, and slapped Zhao Jing flying away.

"This slap is for Ran Zitong. Had it not been for her trust in you, she might not have died tragically. I don't kill you because I bear some responsibility for this matter as well, can't blame you alone."

Zhao Jing climbed up, his half face flushed and swollen, blood smeared on the corner of his mouth; Qin Yi's slap wasn't light at all.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gave a bitter smile, "In the entire Southern Middle State, it is considered an honor for all Qi Refiners to be connected with the Sword Sect. As an Outer Sect Great Elder, I didn't know that the Sword Sect Branch had long became a place of squalor. Qin Yi, my young friend, you've destroyed the Sword Sect Branch, it's no small trouble; I advise you to leave Southern Middle State overnight."

The Sword Sect Branch is the Sword Sect Branch, the Sword Sect is the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect is not something you can contend with. That's all I have to say, take care of yourself, farewell!"

Zhao Jing left.

Qin Yi sneered, indifferently saying, "You, as rulers of Southern Middle State, have been high and mighty for too long, thinking no one dares to challenge the Sword Sect's authority. Unfortunately, you're all wrong; the world never lacks those willing to challenge the rules."

Yun Mengyao came over, "I was scared to death just now; I never thought even you would have a day being beaten."

Qin Yi smiled silently, then looked at Ran Zitong's lifeless body, his gaze dimming, speaking in a low voice, "It's all thanks to her. If she hadn't told me the second half of the Engraving Skill's mental method, the two of us might have died here today."

Yun Mengyao's eyes also dimmed, she went over, gently closing Ran Zitong's wide-open eyes, softly saying, "Miss Ran, you can rest in peace now, your revenge is fulfilled, and the Ran Family's vengeance is avenged."