The Formidable Son-in-law

Sure enough, when Qin Chuan's palm touched Patou's Daoist robe, it immediately produced a sizzling sound. Qin Chuan could feel that the Universal Genuine Qi covering his palm was being rapidly worn down.    

    

In the next moment, Qin Chuan exerted his strength.    

    

Sizzle!    

    

The Daoist robe was torn in half by Qin Chuan, and Patou's figure appeared in front of Qin Chuan in an instant. Without thinking carefully, Qin Chuan kicked at Patou's chest, and at the same time, Patou threw out a black silver needle at Qin Chuan.    

    

Puff!    

    

The silver needle directly hit Qin Chuan's chest, as if it had a life of its own. It drilled into his flesh, and Patou was sent flying by Qin Chuan's kick. He fell to the ground with a thud.    

    

"Gengci!"    

    

Patou spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered to his feet, but his face was full of pride.    

    

"Haha, kid, you've been hit by my Soul Devouring Needle, you're dead for sure!"    

    

Qin Chuan's body paused. In his mind, he felt that the so-called Soul Devouring Needle had entered his body. It felt like it was going to the place where his blood was condensed. It was now flowing through his blood vessels into his heart.    

    

"Humph! Brat, do you feel that the blood in your body has started to circulate and become sluggish?" A proud expression flashed across Patou's face as he coldly harrumphed.    

    

"As long as this Soul Devouring Needle enters your heart, all the blood in your body will freeze in an instant, like a corpse. However, even if you think of it, it will depend on me."    

    

"You are the one who used this method to kill, right?" Qin Chuan asked in a plain tone, but the Universal Genuine Qi in his body was circulating crazily, as if it was chasing and blocking, forcing the Soul Devouring Needle out through the blood vessels on his wrist.    

    

Qin Chuan held the needle with his fingers, but he didn't make any movements. Instead, he looked at Patou with a gloomy expression.    

    

"Humph, how could that damn fatty be worthy of me using such a high grade item?" Patou snorted, but a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.    

    

Although it had only been a few breaths of time, his Soul Devouring Needle had killed him with blood. Even if this brat didn't die, he would definitely lose control of his body. How could he still speak?    

    

"Haha! Qin Chuan, there is a path in heaven that you don't want to walk. You will break into hell if there is no door! " You still want to take revenge for Wang Dachuan? I think you can't even protect yourself anymore! "    

    

At this moment, Ximen Sheng laughed loudly and looked at Qin Chuan with a mocking expression.    

    

"Daoist Patou, please kill this kid now. I will give you the blood sample later." Ximen Sheng said to Patou.    

    

"Alright... I will let him die now!"    

    

Patou gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice. However, his eyes were filled with doubt. He had just used a secret technique to control the Soul Devouring Needle, but for some reason, the needle seemed to have disappeared into thin air. No matter how hard he tried, there was no reaction at all.    

    

"Are you talking about this?" Right at this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Qin Chuan's face. At the same time, he raised his hand and saw a black needle in his fingertips. The needle was still moving slightly, as if it had a life of its own. It was very strange.    

    

"You... How did you do it?!"    

    

Patou was shocked and asked in a panic.    

    

"Hmph, you think you can do whatever you want just by knowing how to use the worst method?"    

    

Qin Chuan said. With a stern expression, he threw out his arm. The Soul Devouring Needle shot towards the center of Patou's brows.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Patou let out a miserable cry. He had never thought that Qin Chuan would launch such a sudden attack. He couldn't even dodge it. He could only watch helplessly as the Soul Devouring Needle pierced through his head.    

    

In an instant, Patou felt a splitting headache. He hastily tried to use a secret technique to control the Soul Devouring Needle, but the intense pain simply couldn't concentrate his mind. He could only feel the Soul Devouring Needle turning his brain into a lump of paste.    

    

He was afraid that Patou would never have thought that his life would be ended by his hidden weapon.    

    

Patou's corpse fell backward and smashed the coffee table in front of the sofa into pieces. Ximen Sheng's face, which was originally full of pride, suddenly looked like his mother had died. He looked at Qin Chuan as if he was looking at some wild beast. Even his legs started to tremble.    

    

What Patou had shown him just now had completely exceeded his imagination. However, such a dangerous person could not even last three rounds in Qin Chuan's hands. It was imaginable how powerful Qin Chuan was.    

    

However, when he thought about how Qin Chuan's goal was to kill him, Ximen Sheng immediately felt a wave of despair.    

    

At this moment, Shan Mao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up.    

    

From the moment Qin Chuan came in, Shan Mao did not say a single word. Even when Patou and Qin Chuan were fighting, Shan Mao did not help Patou launch a sneak attack on Qin Chuan.    

    

Because of the few times she fought with Qin Chuan, Shan Mao knew that Qin Chuan's strength was no longer something she could fight against. At least for now, she had no confidence in killing Qin Chuan.    

    

"Qin Chuan, you are very strong." Shan Mao glanced at Patou's ferocious corpse and said slowly.    

    

"What? Is it the first time you know?" Qin Chuan sneered and circulated the Universal Genuine Qi in his body crazily.