Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 522 - 517: What Kind of Monster is This?

Sparring, if it's sparring you want, then sparring it is. You even specifically ran to the Outer Battlefield to find Ye Feng for a sparring match.

Ye Feng also knew that the person in front of him was very strong, his depth of strength immeasurable, and he himself might not necessarily be his opponent.

Seeing the look of surprise on Ye Feng's face, Mu Tian smiled and said, "What's the matter, are you scared?"

He continued, "Let me put it this way, if you and I don't settle on a victor today, don't even think about leaving this place!"

Looking at Mu Tian's posture, it seemed the fight was inevitable today.

"Young Lord Mu, it seems we really must fight today, right?" Ye Feng said solemnly.

"Of course!" Mu Tian gestured with his hand, "Since I'm already here, I can't leave without achieving anything. Let's begin, Ye Feng!"

With that, he assumed a stance ready to attack at any moment.

"Hold on, Young Lord Mu, we can fight, but not right now. We both know what kind of place the Outer Battlefield is. If you want to fight, let's wait until we leave and find a suitable location to decide the winner—there's no rush!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Mu Tian thought about it and found them reasonable.

There were many high-level monsters in the Outer Battlefield. Mu Tian did not want to see the outcome of their fight being interfered with by these creatures.

"Fine, then I'll follow your words. Starting from today, I'll follow your group out of here, and I'll choose the location once we exit. After that, we'll fight immediately!"

"No problem!" Ye Feng nodded in agreement.

Mu Tian was very strong, but not unlike Ye Feng who was also formidable.

Only through continual battle on the path of cultivation could one quickly grow, and Mu Tian was most suitable for honing his skills.

"Alright, then it's a deal!"

After a few words, Ye Feng returned to his team.

"Lord, what did he come to find you for?" Xiao Chuanqi asked curiously, as Mu Tian had come all the way to the Outer Battlefield to find Ye Feng.

"Nothing!" Ye Feng shook his head, "Rest here for ten minutes; we'll continue on our way after that."

At this moment, Mu Tian also joined the team.

"Yo, quite a crowd you have here. You've surprised me!"

He saw the dozens of members in the team and remarked, knowing full well about the kind of place Ye Feng was navigating as the leader.

It was basically a place of no return, and under Ye Feng's leadership, although the Sect had suffered some losses, many high-ranking figures were still present.

This represented Ye Feng's capability.

Ye Feng replied with a smile, "Young Lord Mu, now with your addition, our journey will be much smoother. We are all hoping to be able to leave the Outer Battlefield under your leadership!"

Mu Tian possessed great strength, now with him on the return journey, if they encountered any danger, Ye Feng could refrain from acting, letting Mu Tian take the lead to truly gauge his strength.

Currently, Ye Feng only knew that Mu Tian was strong, but he had no clear understanding of his exact capabilities.

The path ahead was still long, a perfect chance to test his strength.

"Hahahaha, Ye Feng, you're too modest!" Mu Tian laughed in response.

Mu Tian held no malice; he simply wanted to spar with Ye Feng to see who was the strongest among their peers.

"Alright, Young Lord Mu, it's a bother but I'll have to ask you to lead the way then, as I'm unfamiliar with this place," Ye Feng said, spreading his hands and passing the task of leading to Mu Tian.

Mu Tian didn't know much about Ye Feng yet, only that this young man came from a strong background and possessed powerful strength, without any of the unreasonable arrogance of some pampered young masters.

"You're the captain; it's still your task to lead!"

Mu Tian had no intention of leading the team; it was enough for him to follow along, ready to act if there was any danger.

Alright then, after all, he was the captain of the team, and leading was his responsibility.

After resting for about ten minutes, the team set off again.

They had only traveled a few miles when uninvited guests arrived.

Indeed, it was the Blood Clan and people from both the Fusang Yin-Yang Master and Snow Wolf Country who were pursuing Ye Feng.

"Hmph, Ye Feng, I knew the great Northern Border King wouldn't fall so easily. Hand over the Hun Yuan Green Lotus, and I'll spare your life!"

The Blood Clan's leader spoke arrogantly.

"Xuanyuan lad, we're curious about how you survived. Our scores have yet to be settled. Be sensible and hand over the Hun Yuan Green Lotus!"

The three Fusang Onmyoji shouted in not very fluent Chinese.

"What's this?" Mu Tian looked at Ye Feng, "These barbarians have a grudge with you?"

Mu Tian's tone was filled with disdain, showing no respect for the people before him.

"Indeed!" Ye Feng put on a helpless expression, "I, too, would love to have a good contest with you, Young Lord Mu. It's just that these flies are too annoying. Even if I fend them off myself, it will drain my Spirit Essence, and I'm afraid it will delay our match!"

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The three forces pressed in closer, and Ye Feng was also annoyed; wherever he went, they followed like relentless flies.

Now that Mu Tian, a powerful ally, was present, the two of them could join forces to repel the three powers and fend them off successfully.

Mu Tian knew Ye Feng was provoking him on purpose, and with a smile, he said, "Don't worry, these ants won't affect our duel!"

Such ants, such a bold claim.

The three forces scoffed at Mu Tian's words, feeling belittled by the young man who dared call them ants and didn't consider them a threat.

"Hmph!" A Fusang Onmyoji responded coldly, "Young age, but quite the big mouth. Which greenhorn are you?"

"Hahahaha!"

This remark had the three forces laughing.

Mu Tian remained calm, still bearing a superior demeanor. Without annoyance, but rather with a smile upon hearing the mockery, he declared.

"I'll give you three breaths to disappear from my sight. If you don't leave, you'll know the consequences!"

Utterly arrogant, Mu Tian truly was full of himself.

What gave him the confidence to be so brazen, indeed, was a combination of strength and background.

"Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing Mu Tian's words, the three forces nearly died laughing.

"Kid, are you trying to make me die laughing?"

The three factions all looked on with scorn.

Seeing that none of the factions took his words seriously, he continued indifferently, "I gave you all a chance, but it's a pity you don't know how to cherish it. There's nothing I can do now!"

No sooner had his voice faded than he made his move.

His form moved with incredible speed, and by the time it was clear where he was, he had already reached a Fusang Yin-Yang Master.

Clang, clang, clang.

In a flash of lightning, a Fusang Onmyoji fell with a thud—by the time they looked, it was already a corpse.

"Gurgle!"

Someone, at that moment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Everyone present was shocked.

Not a single one of them had seen how Mu Tian struck, and a Fusang Onmyoji was dead.

A wave of fear instantly surged up in their hearts.

Was Mu Tian some kind of monster? Keep in mind he was just a young man like Ye Feng—his attacks were clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

"I've already given you a chance, but it's too bad you don't know how to cherish it. And you barbarians, roll back to where you came from!"

Mu Tian was still as arrogant as ever, emanating an aura that made others feel fear.

Mu Tian cast a cold eye over everyone.

"What are you going to do?"

The three factions had not yet recovered from the scene, none of them having seen how Mu Tian struck.

"Kill you!" Mu Tian said indifferently, playing with a piece of paper in his hand.

After speaking, he turned to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, are you just going to stand there and watch?"

"I'll have to join in, of course!" Ye Feng replied with a slight smile.

He joined the battle.

With Mu Tian present, the three factions meant nothing in Ye Feng's eyes.

"Alright, since that's the case, let's compare and see who can dispose of these ants faster!" suggested Mu Tian.

"Sure!" Ye Feng agreed happily. "Well then, Young Lord Mu, I won't go easy on you. Let's begin!"

The great battle was about to erupt.

Before the three factions could react, Ye Feng and Mu Tian, these two monsters, had already begun to strike at their people.

Ye Feng and Mu Tian were utterly ruthless, striking directly at the enemy's vital points.

The Blood Clan, the Fusang Onmyoji—they were all afraid.

What kind of monsters were they dealing with?

Having one Ye Feng was bad enough, and now there was Mu Tian too—it was a rhythm leading them to death.

"Ye Feng, I've killed four on my side, what about you?" The words reached Ye Feng's ears.

Ye Feng responded with a smile, "Just right, one more than you."

Mu Tian, this kid, was downright unreasonable in a fight, his moves lethal and aimed at the enemy's vitals.

And a Fusang Onmyoji had died by his hand, with no one having seen how he struck.

"Alright, it's time to end this. I'm waiting for a showdown with you!"

After speaking, Mu Tian charged towards the enemy leader.

The Blood Clan leader, the Snow Wolf Country leader, and the two Fusang Onmyoji came to their senses, the idea of escape flashing through their minds.

They might have been able to handle Ye Feng, but Mu Tian was beyond them.

If they didn't leave now, they'd be unable to escape.

Why did Ye Feng always seem to have monsters around him?

"Thinking of leaving? Did I agree to let you go?"

Mu Tian suddenly formed seals with both hands, and a massive Sword Shadow Talisman slowly emerged.

"Is that Sword Intent?"

Ye Feng, seeing this, shouted in his mind—Mu Tian had actually comprehended the Sword Intent, and it didn't look weak.

Mu Tian flicked his hand lightly, and the giant sword shadow rushed towards those few, its speed so fast that only afterimages were visible to the naked eye.

Boom!

Loud thunderous noises, and a huge pit was blown into the ground.

The leaders of the Blood Clan and the Snow Wolf Country, along with the two Fusang Onmyoji, lay motionless in a pool of blood.

Evidently, they had turned into cold corpses.

This was somewhat strong. Ye Feng was taken aback—he knew Mu Tian was powerful, but he never expected it to be to this extent.

At that moment, Mu Tian looked at Ye Feng. "Sorry, I've got eight down on my side. I win!"

With that, Mu Tian had already returned to his team.

By now, the Sect Members' gazes towards Mu Tian had changed. They were looking at him as they would at a monster; what kind of monster was he? Too powerful.

They all wondered what sort of background he had, do be so formidable. The three factions had just perished in the Outer Battlefield like that.

Ye Feng had returned too.

"Master, are you alright?" Shadow asked with concern.

Ye Feng shook his head, "I'm fine, let's rest for a bit, and then get ready to hit the road!"

Frankly speaking, Ye Feng was somewhat looking forward to his duel with Mu Tian—it was no exaggeration to say that Mu Tian was the strongest person of his age that he had met.