Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Thus, he hurriedly said, "Where are you? Let me take a look!"    

Wang Chuan also did not dare to delay. He lifted up his shirt and showed Zhou Yi his shoulder armor: "Look, this is the place. Does it look exactly like that guy!"    

Following Wang Chuan's finger, Zhou Yi looked over. Sure enough, there was an octagonal birthmark on the left shoulder plate of Wang Chuan. Not only that, the size of the birthmark was very similar to the jade talisman in Zhou Yi's hand.    

Zhou Yi was puzzled. He held the jade talisman in his hand and decided to compare it with the birthmark on Zhou Yi's shoulder armor.    

But in the instant Zhou Yi's jade talisman stuck onto Wang Chuan's skin, the jade talisman became a row of light and entered into Wang Chuan's body.    

Wang Chuan's eyes rolled back as he fainted on the spot.    

Zhou Yi immediately stretched out his hands to support Wang Chuan and shouted: "Wang Chuan!"    

But how could Wang Chuan still have any reaction!    

After dragging Wang Chuan onto the sofa, Zhou Yi hurriedly called out the Spiritual Force in his body. He wanted to investigate Wang Chuan's body, but the moment his hands touched Wang Chuan's wrist, an extremely powerful energy suddenly broke out of his body and knocked Zhou Yi's hand away.    

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed as he looked at Wang Chuan, whose face was flushed red with pain. The ominous feeling in his heart was growing stronger and stronger, and before he could think about it, Zhou Yi pulled out the Divine Soul Power from his body and charged towards Wang Chuan's head.    

Right now, he could only hope to protect Wang Chuan's consciousness from external attacks.    

However, at this moment, Wang Chuan suddenly woke up.    

Then, he suddenly waved his hand, and the Divine Soul Power that had already reached him was bounced back by him.    

Zhou Yi took half a step back and watched Wang Chuan slowly sit up from the sofa. He could not help but curse in his heart: "Playing with the eagles every year, but this year, the eagles pecked at the eyes. This damnable immortal goddess actually took over my body in front of me, she's really going too far!"    

How could he bear to lose his cultivation and not dare to act rashly? He could only slowly clench his fists and stare at the banished deity as he prepared to take action at any time.    

At this moment, 'Wang Chuan' had already stood up. He clasped his hands towards Zhou Yi and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou!"    

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and said: "Come out here for laozi!"    

Who knew that 'Wang Chuan' would sneer and reply, "Mister, did you forget that you were the one who saved me and woke me up? How did you change your mind so quickly?"    

Hearing that, Zhou Yi's eyes seemed to be filled with blood as he said word by word: "Die, come out, come out!"    

'Wang Chuan 'shook his head and then smiled, "I think Mr. Zhou might have misunderstood at this moment. Then, I will not delay you any further. Goodbye!"    

After saying that, Wang Chuan turned around and was about to leave.    

Zhou Yi dashed in front of Wang Chuan and blocked his way.    

'Wang Chuan' looked up slowly and smiled sinisterly, "Mister, do you think you can stop me with your current cultivation?"    

With that said, an incomparably powerful Spiritual Force burst out from Wang Chuan's body. The black suit he was wearing immediately shook and a formless pressure immediately spread out.    

Seeing this, Zhou Yi's expression instantly became serious.    

That's right, his cultivation had not recovered yet, and even if Wang Chuan's cultivation did not soar, it would still be no problem to beat him.    

However, Wang Chuan had been by his side for so long. No matter what, he was still half a disciple, so no matter what, he couldn't just let this damnable deity take his body away.    

Just as Zhou Yi was thinking about this, Wang Chuan had already brazenly made his move. He extended his right fist and smashed down on Zhou Yi's chest without any fancy moves.    

Wherever the fist wind went, the air would vibrate and let out a low humming sound.    

Sensing the exceptionally strong fist wind, Zhou Yi immediately retreated backwards. At the same time, the power of his soul quickly burst out from his Niwan Palace, forming a transparent barrier in front of him.    

Boom! *    

"Bang!" Wang Chuan's fist heavily smashed against the transparent barrier. However, soon after, the barrier issued a slight shattering sound.    

With the barrier broken, how could 'Wang Chuan' let Zhou Yi off so easily? He immediately rushed forward and swung his fists towards Zhou Yi.    

Under such a powerful attack, Zhou Yi was forced to retreat. As he retreated, he also created layers of barriers. Unfortunately, every time he built a barrier, it would be shattered by him!    

"Mr. Zhou, my good sir, you can't beat me, why don't you admit defeat now, I'll consider leaving you an intact corpse!" The banished Immortal smiled sinisterly as he spoke.    

At the same time, the power in his hand suddenly increased. The fist shadows in front of Zhou Yi had already turned into fist shadows that covered the sky, enveloping all of Zhou Yi's escape routes.    

If all of these fist shadows landed on Zhou Yi's body, the consequences could be imagined.    

The speed of the fist was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Zhou Yi.    

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi slowly closed his eyes. It seemed like he wanted to admit defeat.    

Not far away, as the immortal lady saw his expression, she could not help but laugh out loud.    

However, the moment his mouth opened, it suddenly froze.    

He saw Zhou Yi attack. Zhou Yi's two fingers gestured with his sword and pointed at one of the fist shadows. Then, the rest of the fist shadows suddenly disappeared. In only a breath, they disappeared without a trace.    

Soon after, a powerful hurricane exploded out from where the two intersected. Zhou Yi was forced back seven or eight steps by the force of the hurricane, while the Immortal Deity only took two steps back.    

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to have this kind of ability. However, I'm afraid there's really no way for him to escape alive from my hands with this kind of ability …"    

"Whiz!"    

Before she could finish her words, Zhou Yi suddenly waved his arm. A cold light instantly shot out from his sleeve and shot towards her.    

Of course, Zhou Yi would not use his killing technique on Wang Chuan. If his sword could pierce through her, then she would definitely be unable to move. At that time, Zhou Yi would also be able to think of a way to force her out of Wang Chuan's body.    

Who knew that her reaction was not slow. She turned around and dodged the cold light. However, there was a shallow line of blood on her face.    

Reaching out her hand, she slowly wiped away the blood on her face, while her face became extremely gloomy: "If mister insists on doing so, then don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"    

Just as he finished his sentence, the pure Spiritual Force s in the Immortal Deity Stage burst out of his body like a volcano. Although he had a face like Wu Tie, the malevolence on his face made Zhou Yi's heart sink.    

Then, Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Who's going to die is not certain!"    

Zhou Yi clenched his hands into fists, and the power of the soul within the Niwan Palace gushed out, then frantically condensed in front of him.    

He did his best to control the dense Divine Soul Power, and controlled them to gradually form a giant tornado in front of him …