My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 883: Yixiantian Shen Bie 3

With Ye Guichen present, Feng Wuji was not afraid of these people at all.

Nong Huaji hadn't expected Feng Wuji to still provoke at such a moment, and immediately his face turned dark.

However, he dared not retort and could only tense up his whole body to the extreme.

At this moment, a shout came from the distant dense forest: "Trap Su Wu, don't let him get away."

Then came Su Wu's cursing: "How dare you cause trouble on our Sunan Prince Mansion's territory, once I return, I will have you all killed!"

"Haha, survive this night's ordeal first, then we'll see!"

Clearly, Su Wu was already trapped in the dense forest, making it impossible for him to come to Ye Guichen's rescue.

The Su Family members also grew tense.

Bai Xiaosheng smirked and stopped hesitating, waving his hand: "Kill!"

It was a dark and windy night, the perfect time for murder and arson.

Bai Xiaosheng believed that tonight Ye Guichen wouldn't escape, and that Innate Pill would surely be his.

"Remember, after killing Ye Guichen, don't disfigure his face. I still need his head to exchange for the Innate Pill," Bai Xiaosheng said as he launched a punch towards Nong Huaji.

In his view, among these people, only Nong Huaji was qualified to be his opponent.

Nong Huaji dared not be careless, charging forward: "Young Master, protect yourself!"

In times like this, Nong Huaji had no effort to spare guarding Feng Wuji.

Not to mention Feng Wuji, he could hardly protect himself.

In the blink of an eye, Nong Huaji and Bai Xiaosheng were already fighting.

Bai Xiaosheng lived up to the Iron Fist moniker, his fists were like phantoms, each punch carrying explosive power.

In just a few exchanges, he had struck Nong Huaji's arm, crippling it.

Though both were Half-step Masters, the gap between them was still too large.

Over the years, Nong Huaji had been pampered by the Feng Family, lacking in combat experience, and his skills had somewhat declined.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been injured so quickly.

As Nong Huaji was thrown into the air, he twisted once and landed again, but before he was steady, Bai Xiaosheng launched another punch.

"Boom!"

This punch was like a thunderclap.

Though several steps away, the punch with its destructive power struck towards Nong Huaji's chest.

Nong Huaji's face drastically changed, but it was too late to dodge.

"Damn it!"

Nong Huaji cursed under his breath, barely raising a sickle to block.

Oddly, just as Nong Huaji believed he would be seriously injured, the punch's power exploded ten centimeters in front of him.

The terrifying force vanished without a trace.

Feng Wuji quickly stepped forward to support the staggering Nong Huaji: "Uncle Nong, are you okay?"

Nong Huaji still didn't understand what had happened, when he saw a figure leaping onto the car roof.

"All Su Family people, go help Su Wu now."

Ye Guichen spoke calmly, waving his hand as if holding thousands of weapons, and with another wave, he annihilated all those attackers.

Without exception, their foreheads seemed pierced by something.

The sudden change left everyone stunned.

Even the Su Family members didn't understand what had just happened.

"Why are you all still standing there? Go see what's happened to Su Wu." Seeing them in shock, Ye Guichen shouted again, stomping fiercely, and leaving a footprint on the car roof.

At the same time, Ye Guichen charged toward Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng had not expected Ye Guichen to willingly come out of the car and even dare to attack him, but he roared with laughter: "Haha, you're delivering your head to me yourself, then don't blame me for being merciless..."

Crack!

However, before Bai Xiaosheng could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped.

His pupils contracted in disbelief as he looked down to find a hand clasped around his neck.

And the owner of that hand was Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen sneered: "Such a damned chatterbox!"

He casually tossed Bai Xiaosheng aside.

Bai Xiaosheng's body was discarded into the nearby field just like that.

Nong Huaji was stunned.

Divine Fist Bai Xiaosheng, just like that, dead?

Feng Wuji exulted: "Master, mighty!"

Ye Guichen ignored Wuji's flattery, coldly scanning the roadsides: "Come out now, I don't have time to play with you. I need to go back and sleep soon."

Nong Huaji paused at his words.

Could there be more people around?

The next second, countless figures indeed emerged from the roadsides.

Nong Huaji saw those people, and his face, which had just regained some color, turned pale again.

Although there weren't many people, only three, they were all Half-step Masters.

Each one was no less formidable than Bai Xiaosheng.

Moreover, one was actually a Half-step Cross Training Master.

"Haha, we were planning to reap the benefits without effort, but didn't expect Bai Xiaosheng to be so useless, losing his life so quickly," one burly man laughed as he looked at Ye Guichen with folded arms.

He was nearly two meters tall, with bronze-colored muscles, and countless iron rings bound on his arms, clanking with every movement.

"I am Qiu Daoming!" The burly man clasped his fists towards Ye Guichen: "Speak, will you end your life yourself and suffer less, or shall I crush all your bones?"

"Iron Arm Qiu Daoming?" Nong Huaji gasped, feeling his legs turning weak.

Feng Wuji, not knowing who the person was, asked curiously upon seeing Nong Huaji's frightened expression: "Uncle Nong, do you know him?"

Nong Huaji shook his head: "I don't know him, but I've heard of him. His Cross Training skills are said to have reached the Half-step Master level, even bullets can't penetrate him."

"What? Even bullets can't penetrate?" Feng Wuji asked in disbelief, looking at Qiu Daoming: "Is that still human?"

Nong Huaji smiled wryly: "Young Master, this world is filled with masters, we've only seen a minuscule fraction. I've also heard that this Qiu Daoming once killed three Half-step Masters alone, his Cross Training skills have reached the pinnacle, today we might be in trouble."

The previously composed Feng Wuji looked worriedly at Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen remained calm, ignoring Qiu Daoming and instead looking towards the other two: "You two announce your names as well, I don't kill nameless people."

"Haha, quite arrogant!" One of them clasped his fists towards Ye Guichen: "I am Yixiantian Shen Biesan!"

The man held what seemed like a ball of thread, casually waving it, and a thin string hung suspended in the air.

Such a technique left Feng Wuji dumbfounded once again.