My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 438 - 439 Overwhelm

Chapter 438: Chapter 439 Overwhelm

Who?

All the royal family strongmen ready for violence whipped their heads around, and when they saw it was Ye Wudao, rage instantly flared!

"Damn, it’s that little bastard from the Ye family!"

"He really dares to court death?"

"Ye Wudao!" When Wenren Xingzhu saw Ye Wudao, her beautiful eyes first showed emotion, then her pretty face went pale as she said, "You’re no match for the royal family, run fast!"

"Run? Ha, you doomed lovebirds, you’re both going to die here today!"

Dragon Blade looked at Ye Wudao with pupils filled with murderous intent, "Whoever kills Ye Wudao gets Wenren Xingzhu!"

Hearing Dragon Blade’s promise, all the royal family strongmen revealed excited expressions!

"I’ll go first!" A Seventh Grade Battle Spirit level royal family expert charged at Ye Wudao like a hungry tiger.

Ye Wudao swung a punch!

Bang!

A dull sound echoed, and the Seventh Grade Battle Spirit level royal strongman instantly spat out blood and died on the spot.

The whole place erupted in shock!

"Holy shit, what’s going on?"

"This Ye killed a Seventh Grade Battle Spirit level with one punch?"

"Since when was he this strong."

Ye Wudao said to Wenren Xingzhu cowering in the corner, "Seventh Sister, are you alright?"

"I’m, I’m fine..." Wenren Xingzhu shook her head, noticing that Ye Wudao seemed different from before.

Seeing this, Dragon Blade said with impatience, "Attack together, kill this brat!"

"Kill!" Over ten royal family experts made their moves together, attacking Ye Wudao.

"Dragon Prison Slash!" With one swing of his blade, Ye Wudao unleashed a terrifying blade light carrying power beyond that of a Battle Spirit level, slashing towards the royal family strongmen around him.

Boom!

A massive sound rang out, over ten royal family experts were instantly killed!

A one-blade death!

"Holy shit, no way?"

"Ye Wudao killed dozens of our people with one blade!"

The remaining half of the royal family experts all retreated in unison, their faces filled with horror.

"How is this possible?" Dragon Blade’s pupils shrank, hardly believing his eyes.

"My goodness, how could Ye Wudao’s strength have become so formidable..." Wenren Xingzhu’s beautiful eyes were stunned.

Ye Wudao, with his blade pointing straight at Dragon Blade, said sharply, "You beasts of the royal family, you’ve got some nerve! Even coveting my father’s tomb!"

"Ye Wudao, did you gain some sort of fortune in the Tomb of the North King?" Dragon Blade stared hard at Ye Wudao, trying to see through the secrets within him.

"Hehe, why don’t you guess?" Ye Wudao retorted.

"I am going to kill you, and dig out all your secrets!" Enraged, Dragon Blade burst forth with a terrifying aura of a peak Battle Spirit level!

"Lord Dragon Blade, kill him!"

"Let this Ye know the might of our royal family!" The remaining royal family experts each uttered.

Dragon Blade, gripping a Blood Blade, his eyes vicious, shouted, "Blood Fury Slash!"

Whoosh!

A terrifying blood-red blade light shot towards Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao remained unruffled, easily neutralizing it with a single hand wielding the Beiwang Blade.

"Hiss, how is this possible? Could this little bastard be at the peak Battle Spirit level like me?" Dragon Blade’s eyes shone with shock.

"That’s all?" Ye Wudao retorted.

"You brat, you’ve provoked me now!" Dragon Blade, furious, saw his momentum surge as if a rabid dog, continuously attacking Ye Wudao.

"Blood Wolf Blade Technique!"

"Blood River Slash!"

...

Dragon Blade used all his life’s learning of over a dozen blade techniques in a wild assault on Ye Wudao, yet they were all easily parried by Ye Wudao.

"My god, Lord Dragon Blade is no match for Ye Wudao!"

"This Ye Wudao’s strength, actually surpasses that of Lord Dragon Blade, who ranks in the top twenty of the royal family elders council!"

"Too terrifying! The remaining dozen or so royal family experts trembled with fear.

Whoosh!

Dragon Blade gasped heavily, despairing as he found he was no match for Ye Wudao!

"Run out of tricks, have we?" Ye Wudao taunted.

Just then, Zhan Chi, along with others, stood behind Ye Wudao taunting, "With the Junior North King here, you’d better surrender quickly!"

"Dragon Blade, your end has come!"

Both the good servant and the evil servant were seething with murderous intent, "Anyone who disturbs the North King’s rest shall pay with their life!"

"Lord Dragon Blade, what do we do now?"

"With Zhan Chi, and two mysterious Ninth Grade Battle Spirit level experts, plus the most terrifying Ye Wudao, we don’t stand a chance!" the royal family experts said, filled with dread.

"Damn it, it’s all because of that little bastard Ye! The duck that was in our mouth flew away, we were about to open the North King’s coffin, to obtain the North King’s secrets!" Biting his teeth, Dragon Blade said hatefully, "Retreat!"

"Don’t let a single one escape!" Ye Wudao commanded, and Zhan Chi, along with the others, quickly made their move.

Mighty warriors like wild beasts tore apart the fleeing royal family experts.

In the blink of an eye, only Dragon Blade was left.

"Dragon Blade, now it’s just you, let’s see how you’ll run," Ye Wudao taunted.

"Ye Wudao, I, I was wrong! Please spare my life!" Dragon Blade begged for mercy, kneeling on the ground, even holding his blade above his head, "This is my blade, I’m willing to forsake it and surrender!"

"Oh my, the mighty Lord Dragon Blade of the royal family elders council’s top twenty, so spineless?"

"This is too trashy!" jeered Zhan Chi and the others.

"I reject your surrender!" Ye Wudao taunted.

"Don’t, don’t kill me, I know the secret about the North King’s death!" Dragon Blade said then.

What?

The secret about my father’s death!

"Speak quickly!" Ye Wudao said immediately.

"Junior North King, please come closer, this is a matter of the highest secrecy!" Dragon Blade said.

"Don’t think about playing tricks!" Ye Wudao sneered.

"Junior North King, how could I possibly play tricks? You’re strong, I’m weak..." Dragon Blade put on a pitiful face.

"There are no outsiders here, speak directly!" Ye Wudao said indifferently.

"Hehe, actually, regarding the secret of the North King’s death..." Dragon Blade, with his head lowered, suddenly pulled out four soul-confining nails from his hand, his face fierce, and in an instant, he drew them and shot them towards Ye Wudao.

"You Ye family bastard, die!"