Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 426: You’re Crying Too Early!

Chapter 426: Chapter 426: You’re Crying Too Early!

"Brother!!" Hu Wenwen’s eyes widened in shock as she witnessed Hu Biao’s decapitation.

Almost simultaneously.

Thud!

A sharp longsword pierced her from behind, going straight through her mouth.

With a look of terror on her face, Hu Wenwen toppled from the wheelchair to the ground, following in Hu Biao’s footsteps!

All of this happened in a mere two or three seconds, leaving everyone present deeply shaken, and it took a long while for them to recover.

The disciples of the Martial Alliance stared with wide eyes, almost petrified on the spot.

Hu Zhenyuan watched as his own two children turned into corpses right before his eyes, collapsing on the spot.

"Hu Biao! Wenwen! Ahhhhh!! Bastards, I’m going to kill you all! Kill you all ahhh!!"

Hu Zhenyuan roared furiously, like a wild beast gone mad, charging at Qisha.

But before he could reach Qisha, several assassins rushed over and kicked Hu Zhenyuan to the ground with a few swift kicks.

Even in his prime, Hu Zhenyuan would not have been a match for these assassins, let alone now, with an arm severed, reduced to a cripple.

Qisha looked down on Hu Zhenyuan, his gaze filled with contempt and indifference, as if looking at an ant with a broken leg, devoid of any emotion.

"The moment you decided to defect to the Bei family and betray the Dong Family, you should have been prepared for this!"

"Remember, you are the one who killed them!"

To murder with words was Qisha’s tactic!

Qisha’s words were like the final straw that broke the camel’s back, pushing Hu Zhenyuan completely over the edge.

"Ahhhhh!! Hu Biao! Wenwen! It was all my fault I killed you!!"

Hu Zhenyuan screamed in madness.

Enormous grief unleashed a maelstrom of True Qi within him, leading to streams of bright red blood flowing from his eyes, nose, and mouth, presenting a ghastly sight!

Behind him, the disciples of the Martial Alliance, pale-faced and terrified.

These were the Head’s son and daughter, so easily slain, and even the Head himself was brought to such a dire strait.

The methods of Qisha Hall were too terrifying!

But they had still underestimated the ruthlessness of Qisha Hall.

Seeing Hu Zhenyuan completely broken, Qisha’s lips curled into a sneer of indifference.

"You’ve started crying too soon. It’s not just your children you’ve killed, but also these subordinates who followed you, they too must die!"

"What..." Hu Zhenyuan was dazed.

At the same time, Qisha had already given the order to kill.

Those dozen or so Qisha Hall assassins immediately drew their longswords and charged towards the Martial Alliance disciples.

Before these Half-step Grandmasters, the Martial Alliance disciples were no match, falling to the ground one after another like chickens and dogs.

They had come here originally to hunt down Chen Xuan, but in the end, they themselves had become the hunted!

"Run!"

Knowing they were no match for the assassins, the Martial Alliance disciples gave up resisting and started to scatter in all directions.

But before they could take more than a couple of steps.

Bang bang bang bang!

Gunshots thundered from above like claps of thunder.

From the helicopters above, countless bullets rained down like a violent storm upon the Martial Alliance disciples.

In an instant, dozens of Martial Alliance disciples were riddled with bullets and died on the spot.

They instinctively tried to turn back, yet the assassins were already upon them.

Trapped between bullets ahead and pursuers behind, those Martial Alliance disciples were like lambs amidst a pack of wolves, utterly helpless and awaiting slaughter.

Bang bang bang bang!

As the helicopters converged, their firepower crossfire continually tightened, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the Martial Alliance disciples.

The Qisha Hall assassins were even more merciless; with swings of their long swords, they decapitated one person after another.

Gunshots, the sound of chopping, the only thing left were the wails of the Martial Alliance disciples!

This was no confrontation, it had become an indifferent slaughter!

Even Chen Xuan found it difficult to watch at this moment.

"These people were merely Hu Zhenyuan’s followers, acting on his orders. Is it necessary to pursue such relentless annihilation?!" Chen Xuan looked at Qisha and asked coldly.

Qisha just gave Chen Xuan a faint smile, "We’re doing this to clear the obstacles for Mr. Chen, you should be happy about it!"

"What if I say I don’t need it?" Chen Xuan asked.

Qisha’s smile was playful, "No, you do need it!"

Chen Xuan’s brow furrowed, a flicker of anger rising in his heart.

This Qisha was simply imposing his will on others!

While Chen Xuan and Qisha were talking, killers on the ground and in the air had completed the final reaping.

With the last assassin beheading the last Martial Alliance disciple, the slaughter finally came to an end.

Blood dripped from the tips of the blades, and the gun muzzles of the aerial weapons were scalding hot.

The air was thick with the smell of blood, and on the ground for dozens of meters around, hundreds of bodies lay silently.

Chen Xuan had only heard the idiom ’bodies strewn everywhere’ before, but today he truly witnessed what could truly be called a scene of bodies strewn everywhere!

Cruel! Heartless!

This was Qisha Hall, these were the methods of the Dong Family!

At this moment, not far behind him, Wan Hongtian and his bald, strong men had already become trembling with fear, drenched in cold sweat.

Just now, they had witnessed the massacre with their own eyes.

Those were over a hundred highly skilled martial artists!

Yet they were slaughtered mercilessly by those assassins as if they were livestock!

This method was too brutal, too terrifying!

Wan Hongtian and his group had also been involved in the underworld, had done plenty of bad things, but now they realized that in the presence of these Qisha Hall assassins, what they had done was insignificant, not even worth mentioning!

"Brother... Brother Tian, what... what do we do now?" the bald strong man stammered in fear.

Wan Hongtian was pale as death, "What are you waiting for, retreat! Retreat now!!"

With over a hundred Nanjiang Martial Alliance disciples dead here, what chance did these small fry stand? Staying here was no different from courting death!

Upon hearing this, the bald strong man dared not hesitate any longer, started the car, and hurriedly made to leave.

But before he could make his next move,

Bang!

A loud noise came from above the car roof; the entire roof caved in, leaving two deep footprints.

The bald strong man realized something and looked up in horror.

The next moment, a long knife pierced through the car roof from above, directly into the bald strong man’s forehead.

Wan Hongtian was terrified; he flung open the car door and attempted to flee.

But in the moment he stepped out of the car, he saw clearly the heavy machine gun hanging from the helicopter overhead, its barrel pointing straight at him!

"No..."

Bang bang bang bang!

Before he could utter another word, a barrage of bullets rained down furiously, sweeping through the entire convoy like a whirlwind.

Boom boom boom!

One car after another exploded, flames shooting into the sky.

In just a few seconds, Wan Hongtian and everyone he brought with him were buried in the hail of bullets and sea of flames!