The Unknown God of War

Chapter 685 How Could It Be Him?

He increasingly felt that quitting Dragon Soul and joining the Martial Arts Alliance was a wise decision.

Someone like Chen FengXing, even if he became a vanguard or a general, would still charge into battle like a desperate pawn, fighting alongside others and risking his life without knowing what tomorrow would bring.

But now, with just a flick of his finger, there were plenty of young people willing to sacrifice their lives for him, and with just a stretch, there were plenty of beautiful women serving him. This heavenly life was something that Chen FengXing, a mere commoner, could never have imagined.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just then, three grandmaster-level experts from the Martial Arts Alliance joined forces and quickly subdued Chen FengXing, their faces filled with arrogance and disdain.

"What a bunch of useless people! Losing so many men just to deal with a cripple, have you all been wasting your time on women?" Xiao Yunlong angrily scolded, causing the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance to lower their heads in shame, feeling embarrassed.

After all, Chen FengXing was once a vanguard general of Dragon Soul. Despite being disabled, he was still a raging beast, making people extremely wary.

It took three grandmaster-level experts to finally subdue Chen FengXing.

Xiao Yunlong held a magnificent sword and lifted Chen FengXing's head, coldly laughing. "Chen FengXing, for the sake of our past brotherhood, I will give you a way out."

"Kneel before Xin's grave for seven days and seven nights to atone for your sins, swear to become Xiao Yunlong's servant, and serve the Martial Arts Alliance. I will spare your life. The future generations of the Chen family will continue to prosper and enjoy endless wealth and glory. Think about it."

Compared to killing Chen FengXing with a single strike, conquering him and stepping on this former opponent would bring an even greater sense of conquest and vanity.

Moreover, although Chen FengXing had lost a leg, he was once a formidable general under Xi Ye. Taking someone like him as a servant would greatly undermine the confidence of the military world, allowing the Martial Arts Alliance to rise in power and solidify Xiao Yunlong's position as the deputy leader.

Chen FengXing just sneered and spat a mouthful of blood onto Xiao Yunlong's face, cursing in pain. "You traitor, dreaming of making me bow down to you? No way."

"You will receive retribution; you won't die a good death."

Xiao Yunlong was completely infuriated. He kicked Chen FengXing and angrily drew his sword.

"It's seeking death. Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being heartless. I'll take your head as a sacrifice to Xin's spirit in heaven."

In the instant the sword was unsheathed, a tremendous force rushed towards him, causing Xiao Yunlong to retreat. The sword in his hand shattered inch by inch, and he tasted blood, almost making him spit out blood.

The members of the Xiao family were shocked, and several grandmaster elders' pupils contracted...

They sensed that an extremely powerful force was approaching, enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Just as Xiao Yunlong was about to speak, two headlights suddenly lit up in the distance, illuminating the entire Xiao family courtyard as bright as day.

"Today, whoever dares to touch Chen FengXing, I will annihilate their entire clan, leaving none alive."

Inside the car, a tall and resolute figure calmly stepped out, with a calm and indifferent temperament but as majestic as a mountain, overlooking the world. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"If you don't believe it, feel free to try."

Hundreds of eyes turned back and looked at the dark figure in the night.

This guy is overconfident, daring to threaten the people of the Xiao family.

Until the figure approached closer and closer, under the moonlight, that chiseled face appeared before everyone's eyes.

Chen FengXing choked up, tears welling up in an instant, a complex and moving expression...

Xiao Yunlong was struck as if by lightning, and in an instant, his limbs and body turned ice-cold, as if his soul had scattered...

"How could it be him?"