Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 265 Going to Die!
After he spoke, a sinister killing intent emanated from Dao Ying once more. In an instant, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and the onlookers couldn’t help but feel a chill run down their spines.
Seeing the situation turn grim, Lin Feifei didn’t hesitate. She stepped forward and shouted to the Guiyuan Academy disciples behind her, "Protect Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother!"
"Yes!" Upon hearing Lin Feifei’s command, the disciples of Guiyuan Academy nodded with determination. They drew their swords in unison and charged toward Dao Ying.
"Don’t!" Dong Xuan cried out, but it was too late. Dao Ying was simply too fast.
No sooner had Dong Xuan spoken than Dao Ying had already reached the Guiyuan Academy disciples.
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
The long blade in Dao Ying’s hand flashed, its cold light flickering as blood splattered!
The bodies of the Guiyuan Academy disciples shuddered. A moment later, a thin line of blood appeared on each of their necks. In the next second, their arteries burst, and a torrent of blood spewed forth.
"Ugh..." The disciples of Guiyuan Academy turned pale and fell stiffly to the ground, having breathed their last.
"No—" Witnessing this horrific scene, Dong Xuan, Wei Lin, and Lin Feifei cried out almost simultaneously, their faces twisted with extreme pain and sorrow.
"Ants. You should feel honored to die by my blade," Dao Ying said with an indifferent expression as he slowly sheathed his long blade.
The disciples from the Divine Blade Sect and Feiyu City erupted in wild laughter, their gazes mocking Dong Xuan and his group as if they were clowns.
"I’m so sorry..." Dong Xuan whispered, overwhelmed with self-reproach. If he hadn’t brought these Guiyuan Academy disciples, perhaps things wouldn’t have ended like this.
"Now, it’s your turn." Dao Ying’s gaze was icy as he stared at Lin Feifei, Dong Xuan, and Wei Lin. He licked his lips as if he were eyeing his prey.
Damn it! Damn it! You all deserve to die! Lin Feifei’s eyes were bloodshot, her heart filled with rage. She raised her Sharp Sword and thrust it fiercely toward Dao Ying!
"You’re seeking your own death!" Dao Ying let out a cold shout as he wielded his long blade again.
Seeing Dao Ying move, the hearts of Dong Xuan and Wei Lin tightened. Ignoring the pain racking their bodies, they drew their Sharp Swords and charged forward, desperate to protect Lin Feifei.
Wei Lin reached Lin Feifei first and shoved her aside with a powerful palm strike!
Just then, a flash of light from the blade streaked past.
SLICE!
The air instantly filled with the thick stench of blood.
"Aah—" Wei Lin screamed as his left arm was severed by Dao Ying’s blade!
Dong Xuan’s face twisted with ferocity as he slammed his palm toward Dao Ying’s chest!
Dao Ying simply sidestepped and struck out with a palm of his own.
The moment their palms collided, Dong Xuan spewed a mouthful of blood. Like a kite with its string cut, he was sent flying backward and crashed heavily against a large boulder. BANG! The boulder shattered into dust.
Dong Xuan, his face covered in blood, was in an extremely weakened state. He tried to muster all his strength to rise from the ground, only to find he had none left, and collapsed powerlessly. His vision gradually blurred, but his gaze remained fixed on Wei Lin and Lin Feifei. "Run..."
The whisper was so faint that only he himself could understand what he was trying to say. And it was this very whisper that seemed to exhaust his last ounce of strength, as his vision faded completely to black.
"Second Senior Brother!"
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
Lin Feifei screamed hoarsely, consumed by anguish. She rushed to the fallen Wei Lin’s side, gazing at his continuously bleeding wound, her beautiful face streaked with tears. If they hadn’t been trying to save her, neither Wei Lin nor Dong Xuan would have ended up like this. Having seen all the Guiyuan Academy disciples fall one by one before her very eyes, her psyche was on the verge of collapse.
Dao Ying let out a cold laugh, his sinister gaze landing on Long Chen.
"Kid, trying to break through now? I don’t think you’ll get the chance in this lifetime. Just obediently hand over the Secret Treasure you’re carrying!"
Seeing Dao Ying about to move against Long Chen, Lin Feifei had no choice but to attack him again.
Dao Ying’s eyes grew cold. He reached out, and an immensely powerful force erupted from his palm, stopping Lin Feifei’s Sharp Sword from getting any closer.
"In that case, I’ll finish you off first," Dao Ying sneered. With a casual flick of his wrist, Lin Feifei’s Sharp Sword was sent flying. Immediately after, a terrifying power enveloped Lin Feifei, her body stiffening and rendering her completely immobile.
"Die!" Dao Ying shouted coldly.
Lin Feifei’s face contorted in agony as she felt herself beginning to suffocate.
BOOM!
Just then, a roar echoed from nearby. Long Chen rose into the air, his arms spread wide, as his body erupted with an immensely powerful aura!
He had finally broken through
