Tyrant Son-in-law

Dufeng had a very bad expression. He had never been toyed with like this before.    

Even though he was resentful, he was also astonished.    

Hu Yiming actually dared to say such words that "disturbed the morale of the troops", and his men actually followed him wholeheartedly.    

If he was left alone again and again, Sixteenth Young Master's position would inevitably be threatened.    

"Heixie, do it, kill them."    

"Dufeng, we just need to get the Recording Pen back. There's no need for blood."    

"Recording Pen? What's the use of having it? Wouldn't it be easier to just kill them all? "Heixie, I'm afraid you have some ulterior motives. You aren't even listening to the Young Master's words?"    

Heixie's thoughts were heavy. In the end, he clenched his fists.    

Since he had followed the sixteenth young master, he had to obey his orders.    

Furthermore, Hu Yiming only had these few men and didn't have any chance of winning at all. Among the Young Chieftains of the family, he had no place at all.    

Seeing Heixie's reaction, Dufeng sneered and pulled down his hat. It was as if his vision blurred and he had already disappeared.    

"Where is he?"    

The group of people panicked.    

This person's techniques were too strange, he was like a ghost. How were they supposed to deal with him?    

This was especially true for Tubao. He had been ambushed by Dufeng before, and it was only in this direct confrontation that he truly felt how frightening Tubao was.    

Hu Yiming stared cautiously at the darkness. Only he could see the shadow jumping around. Just as he was about to block it, he suddenly felt the compressed air rushing towards him.    

It was Heixie. He threw a punch at Zhang Xuan in the blink of an eye.    

"Ah!    

The screams of his men being attacked by Dufeng made Hu Yiming lose his concentration. His body sank and he dodged to the side, quickly throwing out a palm attack.    

Heixie did not expect his confident attack to be dodged. Hu Yiming even found an opportunity to attack him.    

He did not dare to underestimate Hu Yiming's strength, so he released his arm to receive this palm.    

At the same time, Dufeng silently approached and appeared behind Hu Yiming. He smiled sinisterly, baring his white teeth, and pinched towards Hu Yiming's neck.    

Hu Yiming did not realize that Dufeng's actions were too light and unpredictable.    

If he was even a little bit distracted, he could be killed, not to mention that he had to face Heixie, a huge enemy at the same time. Thus, Dufeng had ten thousand chances of successfully launching a sneak attack on Hu Yiming.    

"Be careful!"    

Tubao could be considered to be familiar with Dufeng's methods. He also expected that the other party would not put them in their eyes and that it was more likely that they would attack Hu Yiming.    

Therefore, while he was paying attention to his back, he was also keeping an eye on Hu Yiming.    

However, it was too late. When he shouted, Dufeng had already closed in on Hu Yiming like a female ghost. He whispered, "Seventeenth Young Master, you're out!"    

Hu Yiming did not budge. He was still full of righteousness and righteousness. Instead, he gave a smile with unknown meaning towards Dufeng.    

This smile stunned Dufeng.    

How could he laugh at a time like this?    

However, his decisive character was developed from a young age. The circle formed by his thumb and forefinger suddenly shrank. As long as he strangled Hu Yiming, it would all be over.    

Swoosh!    

A stream of air shot across the sky like an arrow or a bullet, accurately hitting Dufeng's palm, instantly taking away all of the strength on his hand.    

A sneak attack!    

Dufeng panicked.    

He believed that his attainments in sneak attacks were something no one could compare to. Who could silently sneak attack him?    

After being ambushed by the airflow, Dufeng had no choice but to take two steps back. At the same time, he shouted, "Heixie!"    

Right now, he had lost his best opportunity to attack and could only rely on Heixie to complete the final step.    

Heixie did not hesitate and attacked. What he wanted to attack was not Hu Yiming's mingmen, but the Recording Pen in his pocket.    

Hu Yiming subconsciously tried to block it. After just battling Dufeng, he was unable to put his all into it. When he touched his pocket, it was already empty.    

"Dufeng, it's done. Let's retreat! "    

"Young master had instructed that people must be killed! Heixie, are you not going to listen to the young master's words anymore? "    

As Dufeng spoke, he looked around. He knew that even if the person hiding in the darkness was weaker than the two of them, as long as he didn't show his face and suddenly disturb them at the most crucial moment, it would still be fatal.    

Heixie had no intention of fighting.    

Every young lord was a seedling that could be cultivated, not to mention that Hu Yiming was the youngest young master who had experienced many schemes and had been separated from the family for many years.    

Under such circumstances, how could anyone be convinced that the sixteenth young master was still trying to kill them all?    

Seeing that Heixie was indecisive, Dufeng said angrily, "Heixie, when we go back, I will report this matter to Young Master truthfully!"    

Dufeng no longer counted on others.    

Without a sound or breath, a small dagger appeared out of nowhere with a quick movement of his wrist.    

Hu Yiming felt a sudden presence behind him and tried to block it with his hand.    

However, he found out that although the sharp weapon in his opponent's hand was indiscernible, it was still able to seal his throat with blood.    

It was too late to retract his hand. He would probably be crippled.    

With a quick thought, Hu Yiming channeled all of his strength into his other hand and smacked it out.    

Worse comes to worst, he would just die together. He lost a hand, but Dufeng could very well lose his life.    

However, Dufeng smiled dexterously, causing Hu Yiming's scheme to fail.    

The other party was good at sneak attacks, so how could he not notice his movements?    

No matter which hand it was, it was all under Dufeng's control.    

Swoosh!    

Another stream of air cut through the air. Even though Dufeng knew that the person in the dark would make a move, he had already prepared for it. However, it was impossible to guard against it.    

However, people who specialized in sneak attacks were good at adapting to situations. Moreover, he had long prepared a plan to deal with them.    

Since he couldn't use his right hand anymore, he might as well not use it anymore. Dufeng used his maximum speed, abandoned the defense in his left hand, raised his head to catch the dagger and slashed forward.    

Target: Hu Yiming's Adam's apple.    

Uncle Hwa walked out leisurely from the shadows.    

He had already helped twice, both times, and both times were unsolvable deaths. Now, all he had to do was rely on Hu Yiming's strength and luck.    

Everyone held their breath as they focused their attention on the battle between the immortals.    

Hu Yiming was extremely focused. The opponent's speed was very fast and his attack was very strong. Once the dagger cut through the throat, the battle would be over.    

However, he was not without speed and offense.    

There was still a chance for him to attack!    

Ideas could be completed in an instant, and without any hesitation, the outcome of the battle would be decided in an instant.    

Hu Yiming did not hesitate as he slapped Dufeng's chest with his palm. The latter was sent flying as if he was hit by a large truck.    

As for the dagger, it swept past Hu Yiming's neck, leaving a faint red line.    

"Boss!"    

"Boss!"    

Seeing the outcome of the battle, Qinglang and the others quickly surrounded him.    

Da Niu was slow. Seeing that he couldn't get close enough, he had no choice but to stay and take care of his two injured brothers.    

Hu Yiming rubbed his neck and heaved a sigh of relief. Even now, he was not sure if he was really alive or not.