God of War Ye Fan: Sexy sister-in-law insisted on marrying me-Chapter 956: Don’t Show Off, Showing Off Can Easily Get You Struck by Lightning!

Chapter 956: Chapter 956: Don’t Show Off, Showing Off Can Easily Get You Struck by Lightning!

Ye Fan looked at the eight Family Heads in front of him like they were complete idiots!

How did these people, with such questionable intelligence, even become the heads of their families?

Or perhaps, they were intentionally deluding themselves, refusing to believe the truth that he really was Ye Fan?

"Oh! Is that so? If I stop pretending, what position are you planning to give me?"

Ye Fan’s current strength, after his close interaction with Yamada Eiko, had already broken through to the Peak of Foundation Establishment Seventh Grade, even reaching the Eighth Grade Realm.

The group of people before him—Ye Fan could wipe them all out with just the flick of a finger!

Escape?

What kind of joke was that!

Have they forgotten about Ye Fan’s Three Thousand Red Threads Overlord Body?

Those deadly threads, capable of attacking in three thousand directions simultaneously—how would they not be enough to deal with this bunch of trash?

Not to mention, Ye Fan also had the Flame of Inheritance—a single blaze could reduce everyone here to ashes—as well as his Teleportation Trait and Demon Shadow Illusion Body... While these abilities might occasionally be less effective against the big shots of the Immortal Domain, they were pure overkill against any expert below the Divinity Transformation Realm in the Ancient Martial World!

Hmph!

When Ye Fan started negotiating aloud, the other seven Family Heads visibly relaxed, some even beginning to resent him.

Son of a bitch!

This bastard had pretended to be Ye Fan just to scare them.

Hah!

Later, I’ll make sure this piece of trash compensates me for the mental stress I’ve suffered.

Now that he’s bargaining, he’s not as invincible as he seemed earlier, huh?

In the minds of these Family Heads, Ye Fan’s status instantly plummeted; they no longer believed he was on a higher level than them. In fact, they thought they could completely control Ye Fan now!

"Oh? Then what position are you looking for exactly?" Wen Cheng smirked condescendingly at Ye Fan, signaling discreetly to the other Family Heads to have their experts flank Ye Fan for an ambush.

Wen Cheng’s sneaky little actions were as obvious as streaking naked in Ye Fan’s eyes.

Ye Fan’s lips curled into a smile. This was almost comedic—Wen Cheng and the others’ movements were like mice plotting how to take down an elephant.

"Easy! I want to be the father of everyone here—or your ancestor, that works too! By the way, I’ve got a few questions for you lot!"

The reason Ye Fan hadn’t rushed to kill them yet was because he actually wanted to get information about the whereabouts of the Soul Hall bigwigs.

Though he’d previously encountered the Scorching Sun Emissary, Xuanming, Qing Yuan, and others—they were mere envoys and had very little knowledge about the Soul Hall itself. At the time, Ye Fan hadn’t had the chance to ask about certain matters.

According to Nangong Aoyue, this Ancient Martial World unification operation was being coordinated by a figure at the Elder level from the Soul Hall.

Even the Capital King Jin had Soul Hall Elders supporting him!

It seemed like Ye Fan’s actions in the Secular World were making the Soul Hall quite anxious.

"You motherfucker! Courting death, huh?"

"Damn! This bastard even dares to claim he wants to be our father? I dare you to respond if I call you that—Dad!"

These Family Heads of the Ancient Martial World were originally formidable Martial Arts Experts, reigning supreme in the Ancient Martial World, feared by even royal families in the Secular World. Wherever they went, they were always greeted with the utmost respect.

And yet here was Ye Fan, this lunatic, claiming he wanted them to call him dad?

Outrageous!

One of the Family Heads, throwing a fit, shouted at Ye Fan angrily!

"Ah! My good son... Come on, when Dad starts hitting you later, count the blows, alright?"

Ye Fan smiled wickedly and brazenly responded!

This scene struck everyone dumb—the Family Heads froze in their tracks!

Hiss!

Did he actually dare to answer?

Who gave him the nerve?

"Ah! Damn it... Are you all insane? Patriarch Wen, please don’t stop me—I’m definitely chopping him up today..."

The one who had just shouted was none other than Patriarch Yan, Yan Kehang!

Having been humiliated for no reason, Yan Kehang immediately jumped up, grabbed his Battle Saber, and charged at Ye Fan.

In fact, he only addressed Wen Cheng like that in hopes that Wen Cheng would step in to stop him.

Even though Yan Kehang had sensed Ye Fan’s presence earlier, and though Ye Fan looked ordinary, the Martial Breath emanating from him was anything but weak.

Yan Kehang might be furious, but he wasn’t stupid. He knew that whoever rushed up first could end up in serious trouble!

If Ye Fan turned out to be overwhelmingly powerful, wouldn’t the first to strike be made into an example?

If Yan Kehang could think this through, Wen Cheng surely could as well.

So even though Wen Cheng heard Yan Kehang’s words, he made no effort to stop him, instead saying, "Of course not! I wouldn’t dream of stopping Patriarch Yan. This guy is too much—beat him up first, then deal with him!"

"..."

Yan Kehang was dumbfounded!

Seriously, you’re all just talking without lifting a finger, throwing me into the firepit—now I have no choice but to act!

Sigh!

Yan Kehang let out a helpless sigh, and, resigned, he rushed to Ye Fan’s side, bringing his saber down hard on Ye Fan’s shoulder!

Although Yan Kehang’s skills were somewhat weaker, he still possessed the strength of the Martial Saint Realm. When he struck, the Qi Force surged, the air roiled, and the sheer momentum was quite awe-inspiring.

In Yan Kehang’s mind, if this attack didn’t injure Ye Fan, at the very least he’d have created an opportunity to retreat.

Wen Cheng, Tang Ping, and the other Family Heads of Ancient Martial Families all harbored similar thoughts, watching cautiously and staying ready to fight at any moment.

But among them, Tang Ping was craftier—he was focused more on observing the scene and planning his escape.

Damn it!

Even though Wen Cheng insisted that Ye Fan was an imposter, Tang Ping couldn’t shake the feeling that this Ye Fan wasn’t acting!

Clang!

Just as Yan Kehang’s saber was about to strike Ye Fan, it seemed to collide with an invisible metallic wall three feet away. A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

The unseen barrier deflected Yan Kehang’s saber, sending out a shower of sparks... followed by a bolt of visible lightning surging up the saber and into Yan Kehang’s wrist!

Crackle crackle!

Electric shocks ran through Yan Kehang’s body, causing him to writhe uncontrollably... His eyes rolled back, foam bubbled from his mouth, and he collapsed stiffly to the ground...

Boom! Boom!

Bam!

As Yan Kehang hit the floor, the sound of a powerful explosion reverberated—it was akin to a direct lightning strike!

Under the lightning’s impact, Yan Kehang’s clothes were torn to shreds, his hair scorched into the likeness of a golden lion.

"Don’t pretend to be badass—badass pretenders get struck by lightning. See? Got what was coming!"

Ye Fan spread his palms, his expression innocence itself as he showed that it had nothing to do with him...

Yet that harmless appearance—anyone unaware of the truth might genuinely think he was just a bystander...