Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1746 - 1703: Fierce Battle (Part 2)

Wusheng Saint Emperor staggered.

His body lost balance in mid-air, coupled with Xiao Yi's tugging and releasing, sent him shooting towards the blood-colored scythe like an arrow from a bow.

Blood-red light flickered on the cold scythe.

The cold glow slashed towards the head of Wusheng Saint Emperor.

"Ying Feng, it's me..."

Wusheng Saint Emperor was drenched in cold sweat, shouting loudly.

Ying Feng Saint Emperor naturally saw Wusheng Saint Emperor, and was also startled.

This move was clearly aimed at Xiao Yi.

How did it end up targeting Wusheng Saint Emperor?

But he didn't have time to think much, and with an empty palm, he pushed into the void, and with his exquisite control, he unleashed a backward force. With a whoosh, Ying Feng Saint Emperor flew backward.

This allowed the blood-colored scythe to narrowly miss Wusheng Saint Emperor.

Even so.

The terrifying sharpness of the blood-colored scythe still managed to shave a bald patch on top of Wusheng Saint Emperor's head.

Leaving him with a Mediterranean hairstyle.

Watching the three thousand strands of trouble drift and fall.

Wusheng Saint Emperor swallowed hard, feeling a chill on his scalp.

Just a little bit closer!

If Ying Feng Saint Emperor hadn't reacted properly and allowed him to dodge in time, this blow could have beheaded him.

"Are you alright?"

Ying Feng Saint Emperor quickly stepped forward.

Now he was in the same boat as Wusheng Saint Emperor.

One thrives, all thrive; one suffers, all suffer.

Judging from the recent encounter with Xiao Yi, he feared he wouldn't be a match for Xiao Yi alone. If he lost Wusheng Saint Emperor's help, he had no confidence in dealing with Xiao Yi.

Wusheng Saint Emperor finally regained his composure.

He was panting.

As his chest rose and fell, his face grew graver, and he said in a deep voice, "This kid's combat experience is extremely rich. It seems that if we don't use some of our trump cards, we can't handle him!"

Ying Feng Saint Emperor nodded.

Experts can tell what's real with one move.

Both of them were super experts at the Saint Emperor level, not the type to underestimate their opponent.

Through the few brief exchanges just now, they deeply sensed Xiao Yi's power and his abundant combat experience.

It must be known.

Xiao Yi's journey here.

He has battled his way through thorns and thickets.

The battles he experienced, even ordinary Saint Emperors couldn't compare.

"Wusheng Saint Emperor..."

Ying Feng Saint Emperor gazed at Wusheng Saint Emperor. Both hailed from the Longevity Heaven Realm, having known each other for years, he understood Wusheng Saint Emperor's tactics and said gravely, "Don't hold back anymore. Use that move! Even if such a treasure is destroyed, if it can kill that boy, it's all worth it!"

Wusheng Saint Emperor gritted his teeth, his expression unreadable.

He naturally knew what treasure Ying Feng Saint Emperor referred to.

It was the Wu Family's heirloom.

Usable only three times.

And before now, it had been used twice.

If used once more.

This ultimate treasure would be completely destroyed.

The previous two usages were during the Wu Family's existential crises, and now to deal with a junior who wasn't even at the Saint Emperor level, forcing him to use this treasure one last time?

Is it really worth it?

"Don't hesitate."

Ying Feng Saint Emperor said in a deep voice, "I will take responsibility for temporarily restraining him; you use that treasure to take his life. After the deed is done, your Wu Family gets sixty percent of the benefits from the Unharmed Heaven Realm, my Shadow Tower only wants forty percent. How's that?"

Sixty percent of the benefits?

Wusheng Saint Emperor's eyes lit up.

Although the world level of the Unharmed Heaven Realm is far less than the Longevity Heaven Realm, it is nonetheless a complete world.

The value contained within is incomparable.

According to prior distribution...

He could only take forty percent.

Sixty percent belonged to Ying Feng Saint Emperor representing the Shadow Tower.

Upon this thought.

Wusheng Saint Emperor nodded, "Alright, as long as you restrain him, I will immediately use the treasure to take his life!"

"Excellent!"

Ying Feng Saint Emperor nodded, his figure suddenly blurred.

He used a profound movement technique.

"Ying Feng Saint Emperor is serious, actually using his Shadow Demon Clone Skill?" Wusheng Saint Emperor took a deep breath while activating his mysterious skills, mobilizing the treasure hidden within his body.

Moments later.

A silver bamboo tube landed in his hand.

This was the Wu Family's heirloom—Storm Pear Blossom Needle!

An ultimate treasure of Saint Emperor Peak level.

Containing billions of poisonous needles, each meticulously nurtured by the Wu Family's Saint Emperor level experts, these were coated with poison potent enough to harm even a Saint Emperor. When billions of them attack at once, even a Saint Emperor Peak expert who gets caught would find certain death.

The Wu Family had once offended a Saint Emperor Peak expert, and it was with this Storm Pear Blossom Needle that they took his life. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Little bastard, forcing me to use the Storm Pear Blossom Needle, you can die with honor!"

Wusheng Saint Emperor thought as he watched Ying Feng Saint Emperor turn into countless shadows assaulting Xiao Yi, encircling and restraining him. A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, "In for a penny, in for a pound, might as well get rid of Ying Feng Saint Emperor as well. The Unharmed Heaven Realm will be mine entirely. Sixty percent is much, but if I can swallow it whole..."

Upon this thought.

The corners of Wusheng Saint Emperor's lips curled up into an unnoticeably cold smile.

Meanwhile.

Ying Feng Saint Emperor was unaware of Wusheng Saint Emperor's thoughts; he transformed into countless shadows, tangling with Xiao Yi.

Using the advantage of his movement technique.

He forced Xiao Yi to the ground, where a few shadows of Ying Feng Saint Emperor suddenly landed on Xiao Yi. Like maggots on bones, they clung to Xiao Yi tightly, as the surrounding shadows created by Ying Feng Saint Emperor continuously overlapped and retracted.

All returned to Ying Feng Saint Emperor's body.

Leaving only a single black shadow stretching and linking Ying Feng Saint Emperor and Xiao Yi.

"Shadow Soul Lock Skill!"

Ying Feng Saint Emperor shouted.

Using the shadow as a guide, he forcibly pinned Xiao Yi in place.

"Mission accomplished!"

Ying Feng Saint Emperor exuded joy, hurriedly shouting to Wusheng Saint Emperor, "Wusheng Saint Emperor, if not now, then when?"

This Shadow Soul Lock Skill was Ying Feng Saint Emperor's signature move.

With this move.

He became one of the top assassin among the Shadow Tower's many Saint Emperor-level assassins.

Using the shadow as guidance, restraining the target.

Meanwhile deploying a lethal move.

But this time...

He let Wusheng Saint Emperor act, using the Storm Pear Blossom Needle to deal with Xiao Yi.

"As long as Wusheng Saint Emperor exhausts the Storm Pear Blossom Needle's final usage, I needn't worry about him anymore. Once Xiao Yi is dealt with, it'll be Wusheng Saint Emperor's turn to die..." Ying Feng Saint Emperor thought maliciously.

Yet at this time...

A sense of death, chilling to the bone, suddenly enveloped him.

Ying Feng Saint Emperor shuddered, looking terrified: "Dammit, Wu Sheng, you bastard..."

No time to turn around.

From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed Wusheng Saint Emperor with a sinister smile, while countless silver poisonous needles from the silver bamboo tube in his hand swarmed towards Ying Feng Saint Emperor and Xiao Yi like a tidal wave...