The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 2103 - 2100: Made Her Cry?

In this world, some people are destined to be beyond common sense.

Ye Xuan was one of them.

And he has taken it to the extreme.

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Boom!

Above the Sky Dome of the Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

After exchanging three punches, Ye Xuan and Bei Yao Shenwu simultaneously distanced themselves.

At this moment, Ye Xuan’s aura was still hidden, his divine radiance retracted.

Whereas Bei Yao Shenwu seemed like an immortal descended to the realm, infinite pressure continued to wreak havoc.

Bei Yao Shenwu’s aura appeared to fluctuate, but the fighting spirit in her eyes only grew more resolute and indomitable.

This battle.

Exhilarating!

Even more so than her battle with the Undying Night Emperor back then.

Because at that time, the Undying Night Emperor was always shrouded in a bizarre power.

It was precisely this power that prevented her from touching the Undying Night Emperor throughout their fight.

It was as if every punch hit the air, without any response.

Such combat is extremely frustrating.

But today’s battle was different.

Ye Xuan and she were engaged in a fierce fight with the most extreme physical power.

"I’m somewhat curious, how did your avatar achieve this level?"

Bei Yao Shenwu’s eyes burned fervently, speaking softly.

Ye Xuan stood in the air, appearing exceptionally steady compared to Bei Yao Shenwu, whose aura slightly fluctuated.

Listening to Bei Yao Shenwu’s question, Ye Xuan did not respond.

In everyone’s view, his true body was that monster body, but it was this body that was his real entity.

Moreover, now that his Taoist Body has achieved Great Success, without Heavenly Dao Suppression, no one could suppress the Taoist Body.

Fighting him would only lead to being suppressed.

"Have you finished warming up?"

Ye Xuan’s black eyes, like ink splashed, dark and profound, spoke slowly.

At these words, Bei Yao Shenwu was slightly stunned.

What does ’finished warming up’ mean?

The battle just now was clearly already at a fever pitch!

But Bei Yao Shenwu knew Ye Xuan, knowing he was not lying.

That is to say.

Ye Xuan had always acted casually just now, without going all-out.

Thinking of this, Bei Yao Shenwu stabilized her aura, her eyes grave.

She realized that what followed would be a tough battle!

Even harder than her past fights with those Dou Tian kings!

Seeing Bei Yao Shenwu was ready.

Ye Xuan’s lips slightly curled, a white breath slowly dissipating from his mouth.

Strands of black, eerie Dao Patterns crawled over Ye Xuan’s body at this moment.

On his cheeks, even his eyeballs, it was the same.

At this moment, Ye Xuan.

Was like an evil demon!

Appearing eerily unsettling.

"I’m advancing,"

Ye Xuan spoke with a slow, deliberate enunciation.

"Alright!"

Bei Yao Shenwu nodded, clenched her fists, and stood ready.

However, before she finished her sentence, her pupils suddenly shrank, followed by a feeling as if her abdomen was hit by something heavy, causing her to curl like a shrimp, eyes bulging.

Boom!

In an instant, Bei Yao Shenwu was directly blasted away.

Such speed!

Like a flash of lightning!

And in the moment Bei Yao Shenwu flew away, Ye Xuan’s speed was even faster, directly parallel with Bei Yao Shenwu.

Bei Yao Shenwu glanced at Ye Xuan ahead, forcibly holding back the blood rushing up.

Dong!

But at the next moment.

Ye Xuan had already delivered a whipping blow, heavily crashing onto Bei Yao Shenwu’s ribs.

Crack————

A crisp sound.

Bei Yao Shenwu clearly felt at least three of her ribs were snapped!

The fractured ribs directly pierced through the heart and lung, plunging her into an instant of darkness.

It must be known.

Her physical strength was comparable to the most extreme Immortal Gold in the world; even Great Emperor Immortal Soldiers couldn’t injure her the slightest.

Yet now Ye Xuan forcefully broke her ribs — that’s never happened before.

Ye Xuan showed no intent to show mercy, after breaking Bei Yao Shenwu’s ribs, before she could fly away, directly grabbed her tall ponytail, pressed against her nape, and slammed her hard onto the earth.

Boom!

Bei Yao Shenwu’s figure, like a meteor crash, instantly struck the hardest piece of earth in the Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

The terrifying tremor seemed to make the entire Heavenly Pond Graveyard shudder.

Bei Yao Shenwu smashed right into the ground, creating a massive pit.

The ground sank a hundred feet.

The burial soil soared.

Ye Xuan stood in the air, looking down below, the eerie Dao Patterns on his body slowly fading, he softly murmured, "Was it too harsh just now..."

After a moment.

Ye Xuan saw still no movement, his figure slowly descending, meanwhile waving to disperse the dust.

Only to see at that hundred-foot deep spot, Bei Yao Shenwu lay there splayed, looking disheveled.

Ye Xuan landed at the edge of the pit, overlooking Bei Yao Shenwu below, raising a brow, "Not fighting anymore?"

Bei Yao Shenwu didn’t respond.

Ye Xuan’s mouth twitched, "Later, don’t go tattling to Youwei, saying I’m bullying weak women."

Bei Yao Shenwu lay there, eyes shut tight, Ye Xuan’s words echoed by her ears.

"Weak women..."

Upon hearing this term, Bei Yao Shenwu couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

She is a weak woman!

In the past, who would dare say that?

But now, she had no grounds to dispute.

She.

Was still no match for the Undying Night Emperor.

The gap was vast.

Far larger than that encounter at Dao Chu Cliff.

Ye Xuan observed the silent Bei Yao Shenwu, couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Looks like he really struck too hard, beating the poor woman stupid.

No matter how, this Bei Yao Shenwu was under Youwei’s banner, treating her like this wasn’t very good.

Besides, Bei Yao Shenwu helped him with quite a few matters previously.

He truly didn’t want to fight Bei Yao Shenwu.

No one understands the extent of his power at the Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

In this place, Ye Xuan even felt he could compete with the Emperor Burial Lord.

Why insist on fighting me?

Is it comforting to get beaten up?

Ye Xuan murmured to himself, but his eyes stayed fixed on Bei Yao Shenwu.

At this point, Ye Xuan noticed at the corner of Bei Yao Shenwu’s eye, a glistening droplet slid down...

That scene left Ye Xuan’s mouth agape.

What does this mean...

Beaten into tears?!

Oh jeez.

This isn’t right.

In his impression, Bei Yao Shenwu was someone of great backbone, wouldn’t shed a tear even in death.

How could she be brought to tears?

Ye Xuan leaped, landing beside Bei Yao Shenwu, observing the young lady covered in burial soil, frowned, "Speak."

Bei Yao remained unmoving, not responding.

Ye Xuan crouched down, scrutinizing Bei Yao Shenwu’s expression.

This young lady appeared all aggrieved.

Truly brought to tears by the beating?

Ye Xuan sighed, "Didn’t I already say no fight, no fight, you insisted on fighting, to lose and then cry, what’s this all about?"

Bei Yao Shenwu suddenly sat up.

Ye Xuan cast her a sideways glance.

Bei Yao Shenwu wore a blank expression; she neither wiped her tears nor tended to her wounds, but muttered, "It’s done, I guess."

"What’s done?"

Ye Xuan raised a brow.

Bei Yao Shenwu said somewhat wistfully, "After all these years, I still can’t beat you, when that future battle comes, how can I assist the Immortal Emperor?"