The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

"He actually went over there!" The crowd looked at Ye Feng in shock; at this moment, Ye Feng’s actions seemed to be provoking Zhuang Yu.

Because usually, Zhuang Yu was the one cultivating at the entrance of the Sword Pool. Now that Ye Feng had entered Zhuang Yu’s territory, it seemed to them that Ye Feng was provoking Zhuang Yu. How could Zhuang Yu easily let Ye Feng off?

And Ye Feng, looking at the Sword Pool, saw countless swords inserted onto the Qinglian lotuses, as soaring Sword Intent erupted forth.

Ye Feng felt as if he had discovered an enormous treasure, and sensed the Heaven Slaying Sword within him vibrating, chirping excitedly, while his entire blood seemed to ignite.

Ye Feng was very excited, very anticipatory, yearning to enter the Sword Pool to enhance his Sword Intent.

Perhaps for others, entering the Sword Pool is a test, but for Ye Feng, the Sword Pool is a place of great opportunity. Although Ye Feng could not advance his cultivation level, he could enhance his Sword Intent!

Suddenly, Zhuang Yu stood up, his expression turned somewhat cold, carrying a fierce aura like countless sharp swords instantly penetrating Ye Feng’s body. However, Ye Feng paid no attention to Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu looked gloomily at Ye Feng: "Kid, do you know what you’re doing? Get out immediately, or face the consequences!"

However, Ye Feng completely ignored Zhuang Yu and eagerly eyed the Sword Pool, not paying Zhuang Yu any heed whatsoever.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Green Lotus Sword Sect showed a look of schadenfreude in their eyes, all believing Ye Feng was doomed for provoking Zhuang Yu, who surely wouldn’t let Ye Feng off easily.

Nevertheless, Ye Feng continued to gaze at the Sword Pool, not acknowledging Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu’s expression grew ever more ominous.

"Trash, did you not hear what I said?" Zhuang Yu looked at Ye Feng, loudly questioning, as Ye Feng remained silent.

During this time, Ye Feng absorbed the myriad understandings of Sword Intent that rushed into his mind, unable to spare time to deal with Zhuang Yu. Seeing Ye Feng ignoring him, Zhuang Yu was thoroughly angered.

"I’ll count to three! Get out of here immediately, or I’ll break your legs!" Zhuang Yu roared furiously.

Ye Feng maintained complete disregard, not even glancing at Zhuang Yu, causing Zhuang Yu’s fury to surge to the peak, feeling incredibly humiliated.

Zhuang Yu was reputed to be the top genius of the Inner Sect within the Green Lotus Sword Sect, though not the strongest, he was the most gifted.

Still in his youth, under eighty years old, he already was a mid-stage Proof of Dao expert, still a member of the Dao Sect, confident that in a few years, he could elevate his Sword Intent to the second rank, the Heavenly Sword realm.

At that time, he would be a Daoist Lord-level genius expert, eligible to join the core of the Green Lotus Sword Sect. Within the Green Lotus Sword Sect, Zhuang Yu was absolutely like a celestial being adored by everyone, who would give him face, but now, seeing Ye Feng, whose unfamiliar face at most was an Outer Sect disciple, dared to blatantly dismiss him, Zhuang Yu was enraged.

"Trash, did you not hear my words?" Zhuang Yu furiously yelled, echoing.

Subsequently, a powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire Martial Arts Square, everyone felt the incredibly fierce aura, as if countless invisible swords sliced past them, causing considerable pain, knowing Zhuang Yu was thoroughly angered.

Still, Ye Feng remained unresponsive, all the while comprehending Sword Intent, his understanding rapidly elevating, leaving no time for acknowledging Zhuang Yu, standing motionless in place, without sparing Zhuang Yu a glance.

Zhuang Yu was furious, the Dao Pattern on his brow flickering, his aura steadily rising, surging directly to the peak state, his whole being seemingly transforming into a peerless sharp sword, standing proudly upon the Martial Arts Square.

"This guy is doomed, merely an Outer Sect disciple, actually daring to provoke Senior Brother Zhuang Yu, what an idiot..."

"Indeed, this person’s mind must be troubled, standing at the Sword Pool entrance, what is he thinking?"

With bulging veins on his forehead, Zhuang Yu roared furiously: "Trash, when I speak, my orders are to be refuted, do you hear!"

Ye Feng still disregarded Zhuang Yu, Zhuang Yu was utterly enraged, unable to tolerate anymore, his expression hideously contorted: "You’re seeking death!"

Zhuang Yu gave a loud roar, raising his fist, that punch transformed into a radiant sharp sword, capable of piercing, tearing the Void, fiercely smashing toward Ye Feng’s back, instantly twisting the Void.

"This guy is doomed!" Everyone coldly watched Ye Feng, a look of contempt in their eyes.

Just as the punch was about to hit Ye Feng’s back, Ye Feng suddenly furrowed his brow, face displeased.

"Noisy!" Ye Feng shouted angrily, like a thunderclap, the resonant soundwave burst explosively like an acoustic bomb, instantly detonating within the Void, primarily impacting Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu felt his heart might shatter, ears ringing, feeling severely uncomfortable.

Then, Ye Feng quickly turned, raising his hand, his arm swiftly whipped out.

His arm lashed out like lightning, heavily striking Zhuang Yu’s face.

"Swish~" Before Zhuang Yu’s punch could touch Ye Feng, he was already slapped away by Ye Feng, everyone witnessing this scene after was completely dumbfounded, feeling like they were dreaming.

"Boom~~" Zhuang Yu’s figure retreated a hundred feet, falling to the ground, rolling over, crashing into the wall of the Martial Arts Square, which instantly collapsed before stopping the retreat.

"What!" Everyone present was stunned, staring dazedly at Ye Feng, feeling as if in a dream. Bear in mind, Ye Feng had struck after but managed to hit Zhuang Yu first.

Zhuang Yu was thusly slapped away!