Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1370 Battle

’Ghost’ flag represents absolute authority in Swimming City.

In some sense, it even exceeds the City Lord. freeweɓnøvel.com

It is the symbol of the Ghost Market, the face of Lord Ghost Seven.

Since the establishment of the Ghost Market, the moment the ’Ghost’ flag was raised.

It’s been hundreds of years!

The ’Ghost’ flag has never been cut down by anyone.

The dignity of the Ghost Market is naturally protected by high-level martial artists.

Ordinary people have no chance to get close to the flag, and those who the Ghost Market doesn’t need to guard against, have even less courage to offend Ghost Seven.

Once the Ghost Market is provoked, one will inevitably be crushed to ashes.

Under the heavens, no one can escape Lord Ghost Seven’s pursuit.

Perhaps there are some who can, but none have appeared so far.

At the moment when the flag broke, people like Chris Tennysons from Lowell Tennyson had little reaction.

But for Nicholas Pendleton and Finch Jackson, their faces turned instantly black.

Nicholas Pendleton even felt weak in the knees, his vision darkened, and he fainted on the spot.

"Third Master!"

The quick-witted underlings hurried to support him, pressing frantically on his philtrum.

Nicholas Pendleton’s face was ashen, his fists tightly clenched.

He was just pretending to faint to escape this calamity, how could these underlings be so blind?

"Not good, the Third Master is in danger!"

"Move aside!"

A burly underling pushed the others away, rolled up his sleeves, and pressed firmly on Nicholas Pendleton’s philtrum.

"Where am I..." At last, Nicholas Pendleton, with tears in his eyes, slowly opened his eyes.

If he didn’t wake up now, his jaw and mandible might be directly crushed!

These fools!

They don’t understand sharing their master’s worries.

And for Finch Jackson, surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by shock, and then, a surge of fury!

The flag of the Ghost Market actually broke under his watch!

"You brat, you dare to break the Ghost Market’s flag!" Finch Jackson extended his hand and bellowed: "Bring me my Divine Weapon Whip!"

His face, previously unflustered, was now rarely filled with rage!

This was a great humiliation!

If this got out, it would become a lifelong stain on Finch Jackson!

"Boss Finch Jackson!"

As soon as his words fell, a servant of the Ghost Market, dressed in black with a ’Ghost’ emblem on his chest, knelt on one knee before Finch Jackson.

The servant held aloft with both hands a steel whip that glittered with silver light!

"Divine Weapon Whip?" Nicholas Pendleton trembled violently, his speech almost slurred.

What a grand scene!

Although he was Hagan Marsh’s most favored adopted son, the man in front of him was one of the four big bosses of the Ghost Market, holding the Divine Weapon Whip!

Divine Weapon of the world!

The Ghost Market trades in all things.

Anything that exists in the world can be traded at the Ghost Market.

As the founder of the Ghost Market, Lord Ghost Seven controls the ultimate treasures under heaven!

Among them are Divine Weapons!

And this Divine Weapon Whip is a gem among those!

Over the centuries, Lord Ghost Seven has amassed countless Divine Weapons and had them clash against one another.

After these Divine Weapons destroyed each other, only fifty remained!

The one held by Finch Jackson is ranked tenth within the ’Thousand Soldier Tomb’ established by Lord Ghost Seven, known as the king of weapons, the Divine Weapon Whip!

It is said that once this whip is wielded, it can smite gods from nine heavens!

For those who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, they can even summon Divine Weapons to battle!

The Divine Weapon Whip, ah!

Nicholas Pendleton often heard about it.

But today—

When Finch Jackson personally held the whip, standing in front of him.

Nicholas Pendleton was terrified.

It’s like everyone has heard about nuclear bombs and seen them on TV.

If a nuclear bomb suddenly appeared before your eyes...

In Swimming City!

The Divine Weapon, such as the God-slaying Whip, is no different from a nuclear bomb!

And Finch Jackson, even more so, is one of the four most powerful individuals under Lord Ghost Seven!

"Mr. Jackson, my Lowell Tennyson am willing to take action for you! Killing such scum tarnishes your reputation!" Damari Tennyson volunteered aggressively, his face filled with a murderous aura!

That palm strike just now had shattered his shoulder bone, the pain striking straight to his heart!

Damari Tennyson’s dignity was trampled!

Smashed to pieces!

"Get lost!" The previously courteous Finch Jackson suddenly transformed, his eyes fixated only on Julius Reed!

Kill!

That was his only thought!

The remaining half of the flagpole was like the sharpest knife in the world, continuously stabbing at his heart!

"Come back." Chris Tennysons whispered softly, signaling Damari Tennyson not to start trouble.

He could see that the previously composed and proud Finch Jackson had gone mad.

Although he didn’t know what had provoked him, clashing with Boss Finch Jackson at this moment would undoubtedly be the most unwise decision.

"Yes." Damari Tennyson’s expression darkened, but he still returned to Chris Tennysons’ side.

In front of the temporary headquarters of the Ninth Route.

Weapons drawn, bows tensed.

Everyone held their breath, watching the impending great battle.

Nicholas Pendleton was filled with regret!

He would rather Julius Reed had not returned, rather have his own arm chopped off!

Now with Finch Jackson’s anger burning sky-high, if it involved the Ninth Route, leading to their slaughter—

That would be a huge loss indeed.

"Defilers of Ghost Market shall be pursued a thousand miles for retribution!" Finch Jackson’s eyes were blood-red, his clothes fluttering without wind!

Even at several meters away, everyone could still feel the overwhelming murderous intent.

"It’s no wonder he’s a great general under Lord Ghost Seven. Boss Finch Jackson has already touched the threshold of breakthrough!" Chris Tennysons closed his eyes, beginning to feel the surge of energy in the air!

"Really?" Damari Tennyson said with some surprise: "Is Boss Finch Jackson that strong?"

He knew that Finch Jackson was formidable, since no ordinary person could hold the position of boss.

But to hear Chris Tennysons actually speak the words ’breakthrough’?

You must understand, within Lowell Tennyson, apart from Chris Tennysons being the closest to that step, the others—

including Damari Tennyson himself, saw that step as unattainably far.

"Indeed, very strong. Although slightly inferior to me, Boss Finch Jackson is many years my junior!" Chris Tennysons couldn’t help but sigh: "We who have long resided within the valley have become a bit like frogs at the bottom of a well. This trip to Swimming City has given us much. At least, we can see that there are many forces in the outside world that can stand on equal footing with Lowell Tennyson."

When he opened his eyes again, excitement flashed in his gaze.

But... could that young man withstand a blow?

"’Pursuit for a thousand miles,’ sounds quite impressive." Julius Reed, facing the threat, was not at all frightened, instead he chuckled lightly: "But what makes you think that you can survive a thousand miles? Is it because of that piece of junk in your hand? Or your skills that are like a pillow embroidered with flowers?"

"Ignorant rodent!" Finch Jackson sneered coldly, suddenly taking a fierce step forward: "Today, I will make your soul scatter and spirit disperse!"

Whoosh!

As soon as these words were spoken, the God-slaying Whip tore through the air, speeding straight towards Julius Reed!

"Indeed close to that step!" Damari Tennyson’s voice trembled slightly: "It’s just... the breakthrough is difficult, but Boss Finch Jackson is so young, he should be able to breakthrough in his lifetime! Surpassing... the step every Martial Artist yearns to take!"

Longing!

Anticipation!

Every Martial Artist on the scene watched intently, without batting an eye.

Julius Reed raised his head, in his pupils, a steel whip appeared!

Getting closer and closer!

Leap!

Finally.

At the instant when the steel whip was about to hit, Julius Reed dodged to the side!

His right hand, on the bone sword at his waist!

The Dragon King Ring emanated a great purple light!

The two dragon eyes, as if about to come to life!

Clash!

The Sword of Hell was drawn from its sheath.

Ghost Fire ignited instantly!

Julius Reed swung his sword in a backhand strike, directly chopping at the God-slaying Whip!

Clang!

The two weapons collided!

The sound, deafening.