The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 1535 - 1563: Summoning the Ancestor

At this moment, the strongest in the Qingyue Sword Sect, Xiao Xuanfeng, a powerhouse at the Infinite True God Realm, had already been slain by Ye Feng. If they tried to seize Ye Feng’s Heaven Slaying, or attack Ye Feng, there would be only one outcome: they would be killed by Ye Feng.

It was at this moment that Xiao Xuanfeng’s eyes dimmed, like a candle in the wind, as if the flame of life could extinguish at any time. Suddenly, Xiao Xuanfeng’s expression turned mad: "Ye Feng, even if I die, I will drag you down with me!" His furious roar echoed throughout the entire Qingyue Sword Sect, filled with intense killing intent.

At this moment, Xiao Xuanfeng picked up the Sect Master Token in his hand: "Summon the Ancestor!"

"Crack~~" A crisp sound, Xiao Xuanfeng used the last of his strength to crush the Qingyue Sword Sect Sect Master Token.

Subsequently, Xiao Xuanfeng’s vitality completely vanished, falling from the void to the ground, utterly dead.

"Whoosh~~" At this moment, space trembled, time and space twisted, and suddenly a space-time formation appeared in the void.

Within the space-time formation, runes continuously flowed and intertwined, then a massive passage appeared, through which a seven-colored auspicious light descended and gradually formed into a human figure.

"Rumble~~" In an instant, the Dao roared, and nearly everyone was stunned. They understood that just before his death, Xiao Xuanfeng summoned the ancestor, which meant summoning a wisp of a soul avatar of a Qingyue Sword Sect ancestor to descend and protect the sect.

And they did not know if the founder of the Qingyue Sword Sect was still alive. At this moment, the figure gradually became clearer. Finally, a middle-aged man in black robes appeared in the void, looking around.

Seeing the man, the Sixth Elder shouted excitedly: "It’s the second generation ancestor!"

Ye Feng looked at the man, frowning. Although the man was just a wisp of an avatar, Ye Feng could not sense any breath at all. The man was like a deep, unfathomable cold pool. Ye Feng even felt that he was an ordinary person, yet beneath this ordinary exterior lay an immense invisible pressure, causing despair.

Ye Feng knew that not being able to sense the opponent’s strength left only two possibilities. The first possibility was that the opponent was hiding his cultivation, so Ye Feng couldn’t sense it. The second was that the opponent’s strength was so overwhelmingly powerful that there was no comparison between them, existing in completely different dimensions, too vast to sense.

Clearly, the current situation was the latter, as the gap in strength between Ye Feng and the opponent was indeed enormous.

"Disciples of the Qingyue Sword Sect, pay respects to the second generation ancestor..." The Sixth Elder led all the disciples to kneel and shouted respectfully.

However, the man ignored the Sixth Elder and the disciples of Qingyue Sword Sect, instead looking at the corpse on the ground.

"Four True Gods in Great Perfection..." The man murmured, then looked towards Ye Feng: "You did this?"

"Indeed!" Ye Feng nodded calmly, facing the man in black robes without a trace of fear, looking relaxed.

"Hmm..." The man in black nodded, showing no hint of emotion, then slowly raised his hand.

"Swish!" Instantly, a Sword Roar erupted from the man’s arm. The man in black extended his right hand, pointing his forefinger towards the void, immediately causing the Dao to roar, the Space Barrier to shatter, and Sword Qi to surge.

Above Ye Feng’s head appeared a massive True Essence finger, like an unparalleled sharp sword.

It pressed directly towards Ye Feng, and in the eyes of the man in black, Ye Feng was like an ant, easily crushed with a single finger!

"Boom boom boom!" The void shattered, exploding layer by layer, as the Sword Finger continued to press down on Ye Feng’s head, the terrifying pressure cracking Ye Feng’s bones audibly, continuously shattering, yet Ye Feng was fearless, his War Intent bursting forth.

Endless momentum surged out, Ye Feng immediately elevated his aura to the utmost, withstanding the Sword Finger.

As the Sword Finger came to within ten meters of Ye Feng’s head, Ye Feng glared at the man in black robes: "State your name! I, Ye Feng, will kill you one day!" Ye Feng’s voice echoed clearly around, leaving everyone awestruck.

They did not know where Ye Feng’s confidence came from, still daring to speak such words when death was imminent.

They had clearly felt the might of that finger, vastly exceeding Xiao Xuanfeng’s power when using the Sword Soul by over tenfold. How could Ye Feng resist it? When Ye Feng’s words fell, the man in black robes actually laughed, and at this moment the Sword Finger stopped.

The man in black robes looked at Ye Feng and said: "Boy, you are not qualified to know my name, and you have no future, because you killed my disciples of the Qingyue Sword Sect, do you understand?"

Ye Feng chuckled coldly and said calmly: "They wanted to kill me first, am I not allowed to kill them?"

The man in black shook his head: "They are dead, but you are still alive..."

"Rumble~~~" The void exploded, the Sword Finger once again pressing down on Ye Feng’s head, the terrifying pressure crazily bearing down on Ye Feng’s head, Ye Feng remained standing, his body upright, his bones continuously crushed by the pressure.

Yet Ye Feng stood firmly on the ground, without a trace of fear, holding Slaughter Heaven, instantly pouring his True Essence into the Heaven Slaying Sword, and in a flash, the Dao of Slaughter roared, terrifying killing intent erupted like a flood.

Ye Feng’s aura surged to the utmost, the Sword Roar echoed heaven and earth, the blood-colored light of the Heaven Slaying Sword illuminating hundreds of miles around.

The mighty aura instilled fear in the people of the Qingyue Sword Sect, as Ye Feng holding the Heaven Slaying Sword, instead of retreating, advanced, slashing out forcefully, with the powerful Sword Qi killing its way forward, seeing Ye Feng actually resisting, the eyes of the man in black were filled with disdain.

But at that instant, Ye Feng’s sword directly struck that True Essence Sword Finger, the Dao roared.

"Crack~~" The void cracked, the True Essence Sword Finger was sliced apart by the Heaven Slaying Sword.

"Rip~~~" With a loud noise, Ye Feng’s sword actually split that True Essence Sword Finger in two, cutting it apart.

"Oh?" Surprise flashed in the eyes of the man in black, then quickly disappeared, reverting to calm.

Ye Feng’s momentum didn’t wane, he charged towards the man in black with his sword, in the blink of an eye, Ye Feng was beside the man in black.

Sword Qi whistled through the air, locking onto the man in black, whose face showed disdain: "Overestimating oneself!"

Then, the man in black extended his forefinger, pointing towards the Heaven Slaying Sword.