The Crazy Son-in-Law of the Female CEO

The words of the Lord of the Nether Palace made Jiang Yiran laugh angrily.

This is seeing that my Xinghong Sword has an extraordinary origin, so you think I am the heir of which martial art?

How ridiculous!

In addition to Muchen Bead, my inheritance is the Human Emperor's Heart Sutra of the ancient Human Emperor. This is not comparable to your so-called great sects.

But how could it be possible to say these things? Wouldn't that directly attract experts from all over the world?
If you really want to spread Jiang Yiran's inheritance, it is impossible to say that those masters of the eighth and ninth ranks, no matter whether they are the first in the heaven list or the first in the god list, will come and kill him regardless!

Jiang Yiran just laughed it off, ignoring the temptation of the palace master.

Seeing that Jiang was unwilling to talk to him, the palace master became cruel, no longer caring about his background, even if he really had a big background, could he be allowed to leave today?

"Nether Slash—Break the Underworld!"

Another kill!
The Lord of the Nether Palace did not want to confront the Xinghong Sword head-on, so he used a new move, and the gray sword light mixed with boundless resentment struck.

The hall master usually absorbs the souls of resentful souls through the bone knife, keeps them in the bone knife, and releases them with the knife energy when facing the enemy.

This pose not only has the sharpness of a bone knife, but also has the interference of resentful spirits. Those who are not determined will fall on the spot if they are distracted.

"Hey... It's such a ghostly trick again, what a frog in a well!"

This kind of attack seems to be full of power, and coupled with the Hall Master's sixth-rank peak cultivation base, it has actually far surpassed the peak blow of the Great Elder yesterday.

But at that time, Jiang Yiran was attacked by surprise, so he was seriously injured. Now that he is facing each other face to face, how can he be afraid that this is the Nether Slash that has shrunk many times compared to that of the Nether Patriarch?

That Patriarch You Ming is indeed a peerless talent, but his juniors are not very up-to-date, and the You Ming Slash is practiced like a ghostly move.

The soul-suppressing eye was activated, and those wraiths were instantly frozen, unable to move forward any longer, and the saber energy was even shattered by Xinghong sword's rotation.

From Jiang Yiran's point of view, the only advantage of the Lord of the Nether Palace is that his realm is higher than his. As for weapons and moves, they are not worth mentioning.

Maybe these moves have some effect against other sects, but they are nothing to Jiang Yiran here. The photos of the ancient generals he has seen, and any moves are beyond the imagination of these people now.

"Old Palace Master! Don't rush to attack! How about you take my sword too?"

Jiang Yiran smiled and said to the pale-faced Palace Master.

The two strikes were easily resolved by Jiang Yiran, and the palace master also felt some danger, but he didn't want to believe that he really couldn't take down this young man who had just entered the sixth rank.

Just when the hall master was hesitating whether to fight to the death, Jiang Yiran's Xinghong Sword trembled suddenly, and a Lihuo Golden Dragon exuding a hot breath flew out.

This Lihuo Golden Dragon was not as huge as usual, but condensed into a mini version about the size of the Xinghong Sword.

But that scorching breath was even stronger than before.

This is another upgrade of Lihuo Golden Dragon after Jiang Yiran entered the sixth rank. The concentrated one is the essence, and only when it is shortened to the current size can it be used with sword moves to deal with a single enemy.

This Lihuo Golden Dragon flew out and surrounded the Xinghong Sword, making the Lord of the Nether Palace look even more dignified.

He felt the violent flame that burned everything in this golden dragon, as if it could fly out at any time and burn the whole world.

Regardless of preserving his strength, the Hall Master directly held the bone knife and muttered something, as if he was calling for something.

Before he could complete the summoning, Jiang Yiran shook the Xinghong Sword, and the Lihuo Golden Dragon charged towards the Hall Master.

When the golden dragon came in front of him, the hall master suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes turned gray, and his aura suddenly increased.

At this time, the Lord of the Nether Palace has instantly raised his strength to the seventh-rank level, but his mind seems to be a little blurred.

"Hiss... boy... I want... to eat you..."

As he said that, he swallowed the Lihuo Golden Dragon in one mouthful. Regardless of the scorching heat on the Jinlong's body, strands of gray breath wrapped it tightly, but it began to wear away the spiritual energy on the Lihuo Golden Dragon bit by bit.

This Lihuo Golden Dragon had long been connected with Jiang Yiran in mind and soul, and it was swallowed suddenly, causing Jiang Yiran's soul to be in agony.

I don't know what kind of evil method the Lord of the Netherworld Hall used, but the Lihuo Golden Dragon cannot be digested by him.

Jiang Yiran endured the severe pain in his soul, took out the Witch God Staff, and injected soul power into it, causing the Wumang to soar, and blasted towards the Lord of the Netherworld from a distance.

Originally seeing this Witch God Staff, the Palace Master should know what he is, but now the Palace Master is not very clear about his sanity, so he doesn't know how to dodge, so he let the Wumang shoot it.

The Lord of the Nether Palace, who was devouring the Lihuo Golden Dragon, suddenly shuddered, and instantly retreated from the state just now.

His eyes regained clarity, but he was terrified and his expression was sluggish.

Jiang Yiran didn't dare to let Lihuo Jinlong stay there, so he quickly took it back.

"Witch God Scepter? I have to thank it..."

The Lord of the Nether Palace said with emotion.

"You retreat now! I can pretend that none of this happened!"

Jiang Yiran laughed when he heard this, thinking that I was afraid of your state?

Although it is true that I am no match for a seventh-rank expert, but what can your delirious appearance do to me?

"It seems that some evil spirit has attracted it? It's worthy of the Nether Palace, it's really sinister!"

It's not that Jiang Yi has never seen that kind of state before, but it just attracted some powerful souls to possess him, and thus exploded with strength far beyond his own.

But this kind of possession has serious consequences. It's not that there is no other way, and no one is willing to pay such a price.

Jiang Yiran didn't want to just let the Nether Palace go, this kind of big sect would be beaten to death with a stick if they had a chance, and they must not leave any trouble behind!

"Since you are so ignorant, then stay here!"

The Lord of the Nether Palace didn't expect that he could not scare this guy away with his seventh-rank combat power, so he couldn't help being furious.

He muttered something to the long sword again, this time even faster than before, and the aura of a seventh-rank warrior burst out.

Holding the bone knife in his hand, he appeared in the sky above Jiang Yiran's side in a flash.

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A knife cut through the air and fell on Jiang Yiran's body.

The phantom of the emperor suddenly appeared, but Jiang Yiran was still cut by the knife and fell down.

Before he fell to the ground, the figure of the Lord of the Nether Palace changed again, reappearing behind Jiang Yiran, and slashed at him with a ten times stronger gray aura.

This time Jiang Yiran had been prepared for a long time, he blocked it with a move of backing the sword, and then flew forward under the impact of the huge force from the bone knife.