My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 482 - 483 Ambushed

Chapter 482: Chapter 483 Ambushed

"Someone’s dead because of filial piety!" Zhou Tai and the others laughed.

"Hmph, I’ll tell you the truth, just now a third-rank battle king Martial Artist was being arrogant, but he got chopped to death by a single strike from me!" the one-eyed dragon boasted viciously, with his bandits surging up behind him to make a stand.

In fact, on the ancient battlefield, having more people really did provide the capital to be arrogant!

Even a fourth-rank battle king expert, upon entering the ancient battlefield and having their realm suppressed to that of a first-rank battle king, would face a fate of being slaughtered when confronted by bandit gangs like those of the one-eyed dragon!

Only a fifth-rank battle king expert, after awakening the Bloodline Power, would have the strength to stand their ground in the ancient battlefield!

"Big brother, looking at these few, they don’t seem willing to pay the road fee," said a subordinate angrily.

"Hmph, then why waste words with them! If they don’t pay the road fee, kill them all!" the one-eyed dragon coldly ordered.

"Kill!"

A dozen or so bandits charged forward.

"My fists are itching, just in time to loosen your bones and muscles for you!" Zhou Tai said, and with a flash of his body, he punched out violently, one fist per person.

Boom!

Boom!

On the side, the Three-Snakes Priest said coldly, "They dare to demand a road fee from me? Little Black, go, bite these wastes to death!"

The black snake coiled around the neck of the Three-Snakes Priest obediently slithered away.

Soon, the bandits bitten by the black snake, spitting out white froth, were shaking all over.

The remaining bandits took a deep breath in shock.

"Big brother, it seems like we’ve hit an iron plate!"

"Fight them!"

The one-eyed dragon bandit said nervously, "Are you fucking stupid? These guys are clearly experts above a fifth-rank battle king. If you want to fight, you go ahead, I’m running away!"

"Thinking of escaping?" Ye Wudao’s pupils flashed, he gripped the Beiwang Blade, and swung it down.

Boom...

A dull thud sounded as the dozen or so bandits led by the one-eyed dragon were sliced in two, meeting their demise.

"As expected of the Beiwang Blade, it’s truly powerful!"

"If I were from the royal family, I’d also want to own such a Divine Artifact!" Zhou Tai and the Three-Snakes Priest joked with each other.

"Let’s go," the Ghost Physician said indifferently.

The group quickly entered the Blood-Red Forest.

At that moment, a scout hiding in the trees and bushes spoke, "The target has appeared!"

Xiong Hai, who was leading them, stared intently at Ye Wudao and said, "Don’t rush to take action, wait for him to enter the optimal attack range before striking!"

Thousands of Martial Artists were lying in ambush all around, patient like venomous snakes waiting for the moment to strike.

The group led by the Ghost Physician soon entered the optimal range.

"Attack!" Xiong Hai gave the command.

In an instant, the thousands of Martial Artists hiding in the trees and bushes threw their hidden weapons.

Swish!

Swish! Swish!

A rain of hidden weapons came flying.

"Damn, we’re under attack!" Zhou Tai’s face changed drastically. Just as he was about to fight back, he stepped into a trap and was captured inside an iron cage.

"Old Zhou!" The Three-Snakes Priest, anxious, ended up in the same predicament and was caged.

"Zhou Tai, Snake Uncle!" Ye Wudao saw the two in trouble, his eyes filled with rage, and immediately swung the Beiwang Blade, blocking the hidden weapons in front of him.

Soon, the hidden weapons were blocked!

"You’ve got quite some nerve, kid," said Xiong Hai, who appeared with thousands of Martial Artists behind him, none of them with good intentions.

"Who are you?" Ye Wudao asked, curious.

"I am Xiong Yue’s younger brother, Xiong Hai. My big brother sent me to seize the Beiwang Blade and kill you incidentally!"

Zhou Tai and the Three-Snakes Priest, trapped in the two iron cages, angrily said, "Xiong Hai, let us out quick!"

"Your big brother Xiong Yue has received favors from Ghost Physician!"

"Don’t talk to me about Ghost Physician!" Xiong Hai said angrily, his gaze fixed on the Ghost Physician. "Ten years ago, you invited my big brother to join your team but you shut me out. Do you know how much pain I’ve carried inside for these ten years?"

"In these ten years, I’ve worked hard to become stronger, and now I have become a seventh-rank battle king!" Xiong Hai said proudly. "Ghost Physician, do you think I am worthy to be part of your team now?"

"You, are not worthy!" Ghost Physician spoke slowly.

Xiong Hai, once again rejected, was filled with anger. "Why, why!!"

"Second brother, calm your anger. Big brother Xiong Yue sent you to deal with Ye Wudao, not Ghost Physician..." a trusted aide reminded.

Xiong Hai suppressed his anger.

Ye Wudao immediately took action, ready to rescue Zhou Tai and the Three-Snakes Priest from their plight.

Just then, a massive old python-skin net descended from the sky, mercilessly enveloping Ye Wudao.

"Haha, second brother, we caught the kid!"

"Now, there’s no escape for him!"

"The Beiwang Blade is ours now!" his subordinates were ecstatic.

Ye Wudao struggled ceaselessly, but the old python-skin was incredibly tough.

Xiong Hai sneered, "Kid, stop your futile struggling! This old python-skin was made from a three-hundred-year-old web python. Even a sixth-grade Martial King couldn’t escape from it!"

At that moment, the Ghost Doctor said indifferently, "Xiong Hai, put the man down."

"Hmph, Ghost Doctor! I don’t want to clash with you, but don’t make things difficult for me!" Xiong Hai glared at the Ghost Doctor, showing some fear in his eyes; after all, Xiong Yue had repeatedly instructed him not to provoke the Ghost Doctor.

"Release him!" the Ghost Doctor commanded.

"Ghost Doctor! This isn’t the outside world, this is the ancient battlefield. I know your methods, but don’t think I’m weak and can be bullied!" Xiong Hai said coldly, "If it really comes down to it, I’m not afraid of you!"

Thousands of Martial Artists surrounded the Ghost Doctor.

"Second brother, shall we join forces and take down this Ghost Doctor?"

"By then, the royal family will surely reward us!" some subordinates said excitedly.

"Don’t forget our objective!" Xiong Hai’s gaze turned to Ye Wudao trapped in the python net, taunting, "Kid, you’re not up to it, are you? How could a nation’s Divine Artifact like the Beiwang Blade fall into your hands?"

"Second brother, let me kill him!" A fat man said eagerly.

"Be gentle, don’t splatter me with blood!" Xiong Hai frowned.

"Kid, I’m Fat Tiger, and I love to crush people’s heads to death!" This fat man named Fat Tiger approached Ye Wudao.

In that instant, Ye Wudao suddenly extended his hand, tearing the python net apart with raw strength!

The scene erupted in shock!

"My God, he actually tore apart the python net?"

"This is a net that can trap a fifth-grade Martial King!" The Martial Artists around gasped in disbelief.

Upon seeing this, Fat Tiger immediately rushed towards Ye Wudao, exploding with the power of three Bloodline Powers!

With the strength of three Bloodline Powers, Fat Tiger’s palm could wield the force of a third-grade Martial King!

To know that in the ancient battlefield, where everyone’s realms were suppressed to that of a first-grade Martial King, to be able to exert the strength of a third-grade Martial King was already astonishing!

Unfortunately, he was facing Ye Wudao, who wasn’t weakened in the slightest.

Ye Wudao threw a punch.

Boom!

A dull thud resounded.

Fat Tiger’s body was sent flying dozens of meters, landing heavily on the ground, spewing fresh blood, and dying instantly.

A deathly hush fell over the crowd.

"Damn, Fat Tiger’s dead!"

"That can’t be possible!"

"This guy is a monster!" Thousands of Martial Artists gasped.

In contrast, the trapped Zhou Tai and the Two Serpent Sages showed excited expressions; "Well done!"

"Beautiful!"

"Old Ghost, leave Zhou Bo and Snake Uncle to you, I’ll handle these people!" Ye Wudao said.

"No problem!" the Ghost Doctor chuckled.

"Kid, you’re about to die and you still have the nerve to worry about others!" Xiong Hai was furious and waved his hand; "Kill him!"

In an instant, thousands of Martial Artists charged at Ye Wudao.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

Ye Wudao gripped the Beiwang Blade, his hand raised, and the blade fell!

Boom!

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, the thousands of Martial Artists were mostly annihilated, leaving only two to three hundred trembling.

"Big boss Xiong, this kid is too strong!"

"We’re no match for him!"

Xiong Hai’s eyes showed grave concern. Although he could do what Ye Wudao did, that was with the aid of the Ban-breaking Order!

Ye Wudao’s strength posed a huge problem for him.

Xiong Hai’s gaze was locked on Ye Wudao, he said with apprehension, "In Dragon Country, at your age, having such strength is rare. Who exactly are you?"

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