Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"You're dead!"

Xiao Yi stared at Ouyang Wuxiu with an expressionless face.

Even though his strength made it entirely unnecessary for him to rely on the aid of Little Lin and Jin Yi, Ouyang Wuxiu's actions filled him with utter disgust.

Faced with Ouyang Wuxiu's bottomless provocations,

Xiao Yi was truly enraged.

Jin Yi's face darkened like coal: "If this were the North Sea, I wouldn't hesitate to chop him into pieces and scatter his bones to the wind..."

Little Lin sneered, patting Jin Yi on the shoulder, and said, "You won't get the chance. He's already pushed the boss over the edge!"

"Hmm?"

Jin Yi froze, gazing at Xiao Yi.

He had never seen Xiao Yi angry before.

All along,

Xiao Yi had given him the impression of being like an ancient lake—calm and profound, emotions hidden beneath the surface.

At that moment…

Dong!

The third bell chime rang out.

Swish, swish, swish!

A host of powerful figures instantly flew into the air.

While they all dashed toward Lin Tao, Xiao Yi advanced straight toward Ouyang Wuxiu.

However...

Hundreds of formidable warriors suddenly surged around Ouyang Wuxiu, each with a cold and ferocious expression. With a smug smile, Ouyang Wuxiu said, "Xiao Yi, did you think this young master would come at you unprepared? How naive, hahaha…"

Seeing those hundreds of ferocious warriors surrounding Ouyang Wuxiu,

Xiao Yi furrowed his brows slightly.

Little Lin shouted, "Wasn't it supposed to be every man for himself? No backing each other up? How can he have so many helpers?"

"Yeah, this is unfair!"

"Why is Ouyang Wuxiu allowed to…"

Facing everyone's questioning,

Zhang Yi furrowed her delicate brows, about to speak, when Ouyang Wuxiu interjected, "This young master never asked them to assist me. They've all volunteered!"

"That's right, we're all volunteers!"

"We couldn't stand watching Xiao Yi throw his weight around, so we decided to lend Ouyang a hand…"

The crowd shouted in unison.

Amidst them,

Feng Wuji shook his head, the sickly pallor of his face tinged with contempt. "As expected, Ouyang Wuxiu is a true descendant of the demonic clan—utterly shameless!"

He was acutely aware...

These people had all been bribed by Ouyang Wuxiu in recent days,

and Ouyang Wuxiu had even approached him with promises of grand rewards, though he had declined.

What he hadn't anticipated was Ouyang Wuxiu's audacity.

First, he reported Xiao Yi, rendering Jin Yi and Little Lin unable to intervene,

then,

he hired these mercenaries and claimed they joined willingly?

Little Lin cursed angrily, "Willingly? Do you take everyone here for fools?"

"Who would willingly help you?"

"Bullshit…"

The surrounding crowd erupted in curses.

But Zhang Yi, raising an eyebrow, was unexpectedly delighted; though she inwardly disdained Ouyang Wuxiu's actions, she felt no anger, instead growing increasingly amused: "Good, good, good. This Ouyang Wuxiu is shameless enough; he's a perfect match for that wild girl."

At this thought,

Zhang Yi spoke coldly, "Since it's all voluntary, it doesn't count as an alliance or mutual assistance. Let the contest continue!"

"Hahaha, Xiao Yi, you heard that, didn't you? What good is being strong? You're just left helplessly watching me seize the marriage decree! Hahaha…"

Ouyang Wuxiu laughed smugly, dashing toward Lin Tao's area.

Around Xiao Yi, the hundreds of warriors encircled him tightly, leaving him no room to move.

If Xiao Yi wanted to seize the marriage decree, he would have to break through their blockade.

But they clung to him like leeches,

utterly disgusting.

As Ouyang Wuxiu began attacking Lin Tao, about to snatch the marriage decree, the other warriors also intensified their assaults, drawing closer to the decree with every attack.

There were only a hundred marriage decrees available!

Once they were all taken, his chance would be gone!

At this realization,

the anger within Xiao Yi entirely transformed into an overwhelming killing intent. With a piercingly cold gaze locked on the enemies before him, he raised one hand, and the Red Sky Sword appeared, floating into his palm: "The path to heaven is open, yet you choose not to take it; the gates to hell are closed, yet you insist on barging in. Since you've sought death, do not blame me!"

"Fool, do you think you can scare us with mere words?"

"We're just doing this for the money. With the powers behind us, do you dare make a move?"

"Empty threats…"

The warriors jeered, fearless and arrogant.

Xiao Yi said nothing more.

He merely uttered one cold command: "Sword!"

Buzz!

The Red Sky Sword erupted in crimson flames.

Blazing light gathered around the sword, transforming into an enormous, ferocious phoenix of fire that burst forth in an instant.

The flames surrounding the phoenix surged intensely, scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.

The moment the sword emerged, the hundreds of warriors turned pale. The terror emanating from the sword left them shivering with fear, faces betraying despair: "Such… such terrifying Sword Qi. I… I can't defend against this…"

"Damn it, Ouyang Wuxiu, you lied to us! Didn't you say he wouldn't dare to strike?"

"Run…"

The warriors panicked completely.

But…

How could they possibly outrun Xiao Yi's sword?

Splatter, splatter, splatter!

The sword's path was lined with severed heads.

Bodies fell like withered leaves from the sky, crashing to the ground with heavy thuds.

Not a single corpse was spared burial.

With a single sword stroke, over three hundred warriors perished, leaving only a hundred fleeing in terror: "Run for your lives!"

"Spare us! We didn't mean to oppose you…"

"We were deceived…"

Faced with their desperate retreat, Xiao Yi remained expressionless. "In your next life, be sure to open your eyes. Some people are beyond your reach!"

Swish!

The sword cut across.

All slain!

The central square fell into a deafening silence.

Only the fallen bodies and the stifling stench of blood bore witness to the bloodbath that had just occurred.

Ouyang Wuxiu, still attacking Lin Tao and attempting to capture the marriage decree, was completely stunned.

He looked in terror at Xiao Yi, who had wiped out hundreds of men and was now approaching sword in hand. His eyes widened in horror: "This… this… this is impossible! No matter how strong he is, he couldn't have killed so many at once! I'm doomed… I'm doomed! Why did I provoke such a monster…"

In that moment,

Ouyang Wuxiu completely panicked,

regretting his actions immensely.

But alas…

No medicine in the world could cure regret.

Swish!

Ouyang Wuxiu saw a marriage decree flash before his eyes. He hastily grabbed it, his body trembling as he glanced at Xiao Yi, radiating an aura of unstoppable killing intent. Terrified, he turned to Zhang Yi: "Yes! As long as I give the marriage decree to Zhang Yi, I'll have passed. Then Xiao Yi won't be able to touch me…"

Swish!

Ouyang Wuxiu darted toward Zhang Yi: "Quick, take my marriage decree!"

"Fine!"

Zhang Yi readily extended her hand, accepting the decree.

As Xiao Yi appeared before her, Zhang Yi's expression turned icy cold: "Get back!"

Having escaped death, Ouyang Wuxiu laughed uproariously: "Xiao Yi, you want to kill me? Dream on!"

Zhang Yi said emotionlessly, "Ouyang Wuxiu has completed the first stage of the contest. You can't attack him anymore. If you don't turn back within three breaths, don't blame me for disqualifying you…"

"Do you seriously think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Facing Zhang Yi's arrogance, Xiao Yi simply asked, his tone calm.

Zhang Yi froze, then laughed angrily: "Kill me? I am a disciple of Baiyu. You wouldn't dare…"

Splatter!

A flash of the sword.

Blood sprayed through the air.

A severed head fell…

Zhang Yi's expression, frozen in disbelief, remained as her head slowly descended from the sky.

In the final moments before her consciousness faded,

she only heard Xiao Yi's chilling voice echo across the central square: "What of being a disciple of Baiyu? A disciple like you, blind to justice and truth—I will kill without hesitation!"