Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

Chapter 1579: Chapter 1579: Begging for Mercy!

Time slowed down, the image froze.

Ran Shanlong used his ultimate killer move, the Two-finger Kill, and thrust towards Jiang Feng, locking his killing intent onto Jiang Feng, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Facing the Spiritual Rhinoceros Two Fingers, Jiang Feng only gave a cold smile and swung a fist: "Get lost!!!"

Regardless of the enemy’s tricks, his strength alone could break ten conventions!

Bang!!!

A muffled sound of air collision, the power of Ran Shanlong’s Two-finger Kill, fiercely clashed with the wind of Jiang Feng’s fist.

In an instant, Ran Shanlong exerted nearly ten levels of his power, inner strength pouring out, rushing like a torrent towards Jiang Feng’s fist.

Yet, despite this, he felt like his two fingers were poking an iron mountain, fingertips burst open, blood pouring, the terrifying countershock force sent him flying backwards, his internal organs in agony, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth!

This perilous exchange, he took the initiative, yet was blown away by Jiang Feng’s single punch, with not only his two fingers all fractured and tendons broken, even his internal organs felt like burning, a gush of blood rushed up his throat, spraying wildly in mid-air!

At this moment, he finally understood how Pu Dingjun, Ji Bu, and Zhan Zhenchuan were all defeated by Jiang Feng.

Sure enough, with those three defeated, him, a Spirit Void Fourth Level, stood no chance against Jiang Feng!

Zhan Zhenchuan’s pupils contracted, even though he expected Ran Shanlong might not be able to kill Jiang Feng with one hit, being blown away by a punch still gave him a headache!

"Damn it, this is my chance while he’s distracted!!"

Fortunately, Zhan Zhenchuan had also recovered by this time, taking advantage of Jiang Feng’s distraction, he suddenly channeled his Qi to his Dantian, using a martial art similar to "Lion Roar," shouted loudly, his voice booming like thunder!

Subsequently, he bent his knees, assuming a squatting horse stance, his feet like nails embedded in the ground, his right fist like a spear, suddenly springing up, charging towards Jiang Feng!

He punched out, like a bamboo splitting, his internal Qi-blood burning furiously, inner strength rampaging, condensing in his right fist, merging Qi and spirit, vowing to decide victory in one punch!

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

The next moment.

Two sounds reverberated almost simultaneously.

Zhan Zhenchuan’s sneak attack punch hit Jiang Feng’s chest, the massive recoil erupted, aiming to break through Jiang Feng’s flesh defenses, then blast into Jiang Feng’s body!

Unfortunately, no matter how much inner strength he exerted, it didn’t feel right!

More terrifying was yet to come, he didn’t feel Jiang Feng’s body tremble or suffer severe injuries from his ferocious punch, instead, his own blood-soaked fist sent a cracking sound.

Realizing the pain came from his hand bones, he immediately screamed in agony!

This time, it wasn’t just his tiger’s mouth cracked, his entire iron fist was shattered by Jiang Feng’s body!

"How is this possible!!!"

Zhan Zhenchuan howled in dismay, if Jiang Feng could physically clash, sending them flying one by one, it might be fine!

Now that his fist had actually landed on Jiang Feng, causing no harm, was too exaggerated!

"Puh ah!!!"

In utter despair, Zhan Zhenchuan flew backward like a hit baseball, right fist and half of his arm mangled, blasted into pieces, blood pouring like rain.

"Uh..."

This bizarre scene made the struggling Ran Shanlong almost sit back down in fright!

My god, could that young man be a monster in human skin?

Zhan Zhenchuan, a Spirit Void Fifth Level, risked everything with a punch, landing on him unscathed, not painful nor itchy, yet Zhan Zhenchuan himself, flew backward again?

Even the Great Elder of the Netherworld Hall couldn’t achieve this!

"Boom!"

Ultimately, he couldn’t resist anymore, kneeling facing Jiang Feng, his face showing utter despair, cold sweat pouring, soul-shattered!

"You... what are you doing?"

At this moment, Zhan Zhenchuan finally fell to the ground.

His body hit the ground like a dead dog, curling up like a shrimp, half an arm along with his chest bloodied, bleeding continuously, coughing blood non-stop.

At this moment, apart from his shattered arm and ruptured internal organs, almost all his meridians were broken, not to mention getting up to fight Jiang Feng, without immediate treatment, even his life might not be spared.

"Ran... Ran Shanlong! You’re a senior official of the Netherworld Hall! How could you kneel to him?!"

But what made Zhan Zhenchuan collapse even more wasn’t this, but seeing Ran Shanlong unexpectedly kneeling towards Jiang Feng, what was he thinking? Was he going to beg for mercy?

In the Netherworld Hall, failing to uphold righteousness, surrendering to the enemy was a grave taboo, known by the elders, he’d be executed by dismemberment!

But at this moment, Ran Shanlong couldn’t care less about Zhan Zhenchuan’s words, he wasn’t so foolish as to not see the current reality!

With the four of them, they couldn’t pose any threat to Jiang Feng, not even making Jiang Feng pant or flush!

In other words, if Jiang Feng wanted to take them down, it would be child’s play, maybe he spent extra time only because they were the famous four great senior officials of the Netherworld Hall, wanting to test their strength.

But unexpectedly, they were all defeated in succession, Jiang Feng was completely invincible!

"Jiang... Jiang Feng! Don’t kill me! I submit to you! You are an unprecedented young outsider of China, no! You could say unparalleled! I live with difficulty till today, please show mercy, spare my life, I... I am willing to give up everything for it!" Ran Shanlong pleaded tremblingly to Jiang Feng.

"Ran Shanlong! You damn useless, you actually wag your tail and beg him, do you still count as a senior official of the Netherworld Hall? When the Eighth Elder finds out, he’ll surely kill you!" Zhan Zhenchuan furiously yelled at Ran Shanlong.

But Ran Shanlong was already desperate to survive, annoyed by Zhan Zhenchuan’s noise, he directly got up and rushed over, under Zhan Zhenchuan’s terrified eyes, stomped down, crushing Zhan Zhenchuan’s skull!

"Squash!"

The powerless Zhan Zhenchuan’s head burst like a watermelon on the spot, crushed into pieces, blood mixed with brain matter splattering Ran Shanlong!

Then, Ran Shanlong returned, kneeling facing Jiang Feng again, with a flattering smile: "Jiang Feng, look, I killed him! From the moment I stomped him to death, I severed all ties with the Netherworld Hall, as long as you spare me, I am willing to serve under you, do whatever you want..."

Jiang Feng looked at the shameless Ran Shanlong, coldly smiled.

This man indeed used any means necessary to survive!

However, he suddenly thought of something, squinting his eyes, playfully asked: "Do you mean it?"