Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1209: You’re Next

Yun Qinglian was initially worried about Qin Yi's safety, but upon seeing his graceful movements, holding his own against five opponents without losing ground, she couldn't help but smile with delight.

How can this man be so powerful?

Qin Yi looked playfully at Qiu Ben, and said, "Let me tell you something, those who bully my friends never survive. You bullied the Eldest Princess while I was in trouble, so your heads are now temporarily on your necks. If you don't fight for your lives, you'll die a miserable death."

Qiu Ben's eyes were cold, "Qin Yi, don't be arrogant. It's your life at stake."

With those words, a terrifying aura surged around him, driving the huge hammer, swinging with fierce momentum, as he attacked Qin Yi.

Qin Yi sneered, his fists turned into Purple Crystal Stone, surrounded by a purple glow.

With a punch, the force exploded.

"Bang! Bang!"

He used his bare fists to clash head-on with the huge hammer, terrifying energy spreading in all directions.

Qiu Ben's expression was grim. Qin Yi's strength was overwhelming. With each collision, the terrifying force traveled through the hammer into his body, causing his internal organs to tremble.

The two were fiercely fighting, and for a moment, no one else could intervene.

"Bang!"

The dull sound of collision spread, one huge hammer flew away, and Qiu Ben staggered backward.

One of his huge hammers was knocked out of his hand by Qin Yi's punch, tearing the webbing of his hand, blood gushing freely. Most frightening was that half his body was numb.

Qin Yi's figure flickered, advancing aggressively.

Qiu Ben's face changed drastically, frantically swinging the huge hammer towards Qin Yi.

"Bang!"

Qin Yi punched the hammer aside, his other hand flashing out like lightning.

"Slap!"

The crisp, loud slap was accompanied by Qiu Ben's miserable scream, his whole body rolling in the air and sending him flying meters away.

Everyone looked at Qiu Ben's condition, collectively gasping.

Qiu Ben had been slapped so hard by Qin Yi that his mouth was twisted, half his face was torn open, bloody, with his cheekbone shattered, resembling a fierce ghost.

"At your age, bullying a young woman—I'm disgusted for you. Since you don't care about your integrity, I'll peel your faces off. You mongrel-headed creatures have no right to live."

Qin Yi's eyes were indifferent, his words full of disgust and hostility.

Yun Qinglian knew Qin Yi was standing up for her, couldn't help but smile, feeling deeply moved. Although she was a princess, born in the heartless Royal Family, she'd always relied on herself. This was the first time anyone had treated her so kindly.

Qin Yi's silhouette flickered, charging again towards Qiu Ben.

"Stop him," Yun Chengtian shouted.

Xiong Zixian, upon hearing, lunged towards Qin Yi, the sword in his hand slashing through the air, the chilling Sword Qi slicing towards Qin Yi with a whistling sound.

Qin Yi didn't even turn his head, reversing his palm, a purple Big palm print manifested, crushing Xiong Zixian's Sword Qi. The handprint remained, whistling out towards Xiong Zixian.

Xiong Zixian's face changed drastically, and he frantically wielded the Longsword, slashing dozens of times, the chilling Sword Qi gathering into a Sword Dragon and slashing out.

"Boom!"

The two terrifying forces collided mid-air, exploding thunderously, the ground cracking from the shock. Xiong Zixian groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He was sent flying, staggering several steps before he regained balance, looking fearfully at Qin Yi.

At that moment, Qin Yi had already reached Qiu Ben.

Qiu Ben leaped up, the huge hammer bursting with dazzling silver light, smashing down towards Qin Yi.

Qin Yi held off the hammer with one hand, his other hand striking out like lightning.

"Slap!"

Blood splattered, the other half of Qiu Ben's face was torn, mangled and bloody, his screams echoed as he flew away.

Qin Yi followed closely, and before Qiu Ben could hit the ground, Qin Yi kicked his face. With a crunching sound, his entire face caved in, his body shooting out like a cannonball, smashing into the stone wall.

"Bang!"

The stone wall exploded, rocks flying, embedding Qiu Ben into it, cracks spreading around.

Qiu Ben hung upside down, blood flowing down his face, soaking his hair, dripping from its tips onto the ground, his body twitching slightly, showing he was still alive.

The entire scene was filled with fear.

Everyone instinctively shuddered.

A Mahayana Realm Early Stage expert had been beaten into a dead dog by Qin Yi.

Qin Yi moved his body, his bones crackling like exploding popcorn.

He slowly turned, looking at Xiong Zixian and the others.

All four tightened their nerves, full of caution, their eyes filled with fear.

"Afraid?" Qin Yi sneered.

The eyes of Xiong Zixian and the other four were sullen, but they said nothing. Qin Yi's power was beyond their imagination.

Qin Yi pointed at Qiu Ben, coldly laughed towards Xiong Zixian and the other four, "Don't worry, soon you will be just like him."

With those words, he reached out into the air, and the Flood Dragon Spear appeared in his hand.

The four were shocked; they were all Mahayana Realm experts and naturally knew this was a weapon transformed from the Blood Flood Dragon.

Qin Yi slowly held the Flood Dragon Spear horizontally, pointing at the four: "Four moves, if you're not dead, I'll spare your lives."

The four's eyes shrank sharply, the fear in their eyes deepening.

Qin Yi smirked slightly, his expression carrying a hint of eeriness, suddenly disappearing from sight.

Xiong Zixian and the four immediately felt chilled to the bone, on full alert, their nerves about to snap.

When Qin Yi appeared again, he was already in front of the old man wielding the Longsword.

The opponent was so frightened his soul nearly left his body, shrieking in terror, slashing madly with the Longsword towards Qin Yi's head.

But Qin Yi gave an evil smile, suddenly disappearing.

"Boom!"

The terrifying Saber Energy landed on the ground, slashing out a more than ten-meter long groove.

"Poof!"

The sound of a blade slicing through leaves froze everyone.

The old man with the Longsword looked in horror at the Flood Dragon Spear piercing through his chest, his body trembling violently, his old face twisted in fear. He wanted to speak, but his mouth only gushed blood.

Qin Yi had appeared behind him at some point, his Protective Gang Qi to Qin Yi was paper-thin, easily pierced.

"Poof!"

Qin Yi's wrist trembled, blood splattered, directly shredding the man's heart.

More eerily, the body instantly turned into a dried corpse, the person's blood naturally absorbed by the Blood Flood Dragon.

"Bang!"

The Flood Dragon Spear suddenly burst into dazzling Purple Light, the dried corpse exploding into fragments.

The scene was dead silent.

Xiong Zixian and the others felt like they were in an ice cellar, cold air seeping from their bones.

Qin Yi slowly turned, looking at the old man wielding the Iron Hook, the spear slowly raised, pointing at him, "Next, it's you."