The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 2030 - 2029: This Is Only the Beginning
The giant eagle in the sky descended, and Chu Feng’s group leapt down one after another.
They stood by Long Fei’s side, shouting at the army opposite, "Your Second Master Chu has come!"
"Fourth Master Wang is here, who dares to seek death!"
Murong Chong remained silent but drew a sword, coldly staring across the bank.
He was a gentleman, cared about honor, unlike these loud people.
The Bald Dog didn’t look at the opposite, instead, it was gnashing its teeth at a floating mechanical octopus head in the Great River.
Lin Yingying and the others were so happy they almost cried; these guys had all broken through to the Unity Realm Stage.
Long Fei glanced at them with a faint smile, "I’ll go fight for you!"
He stepped out with his sword onto the water, instructing Chu Feng and the others to take good care of the girls behind.
The brows of those opposite furrowed, immediately reacting like a cat facing danger, their hackles raised.
"This is a dangerous figure!"
An elder secretly communicated.
"We can see that."
Their expressions grew increasingly somber.
Prince Ji Haotian shouted in fear, "Who, who will stop him for this prince?"
No one dared to move by his side.
Long Fei took a step forward, and the void in front of him swirled, appearing across the bank, only a hundred meters away from Ji Haotian.
"One Step Universe?"
"Sage’s Dimensional Folding!"
A group of elders watched in greater amazement.
Long Fei ignored them, glaring coldly at Ji Haotian, "On the Immortal King Star, I considered us compatriots, assisted you all several times, allowing you to enter the Nine Queues Hall to seize your opportunity. Yet you repay kindness with betrayal, bullying my woman absent mindedly opened the conflict, do you really take me for a weakling?"
With each step he took, the pressure in front of him intensified.
The water in the Great River became momentarily solidified, suppressed downward by the menacing aura he exuded.
Ji Haotian trembled slightly, couldn’t help but shout, "Stop putting on airs here, with so many experts around me, what can you do to me?"
As Long Fei landed ashore, a group of elders finally raised their long swords, stating, "Demon Chief, do not advance further. Considering you are a brilliance of the Human Race, we do not wish to make things difficult for you. Retreat quickly, end things here."
Long Fei sneered, "End it? No, this is just the beginning. Since the battle has started, there’s no reason to stop. From now on, the North Yangtze will also belong to us. I advise you not to act as tiger’s accomplices, or it won’t end well."
"What arrogance!"
An elder stepped forward with a sword, red-haired and bushy-bearded, unsightly and explosive in appearance, even the longsword in his hand differed from others, as large as two meters, broad as a saber.
Long Fei’s expression hardened, "I came for Ji Haotian, today he must die. Whoever stops me shall die!"
The red-haired elder scolded, "I am Liu Tang of the Qingxu Observatory of Zhongnan Mountain, closed for five thousand years, never had anyone dared speak to me like this."
Long Fei laughed, "Zhongnan Mountain? A good place, supposedly a site where the Ancestral Master practiced Alchemy, regarded as one of the Seventy-Two Hallowed Sanctums. I remember it, I’ll be sure to visit the Qingxu Observatory to seek guidance from your disciples!"
"Courting death!"
Liu Tang was genuinely enraged, unexpectedly revealing his name, this brat not only showed no respect but dared to threaten him.
The large saber in his hand swept up in a blaze, fire light soared into the sky, eight flames coiled in all directions, striking down from above upon Long Fei.
This saber technique, traps the enemy, kills the enemy.
The eight flames were the virtual image of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
One within it as if trapped in an Eight Trigrams Furnace, under the hard slash of saber Qi, ground to powder.
This slash went down, the void gave a buzzing sound.
Before the saber Qi could fall, the vegetation below within a thousand meters radius was pulverized to powder.
The crowd was greatly alarmed, secretly thinking the pressure of the Unity Realm Stage was indeed unfathomable, absolutely impossible for them to contend with.
Ji Haotian internally shouted, "Chop this brat to death!"
A sword light flashed, quickly bringing him disappointment.
Long Fei drew his sword, ringing clearly, the Sword Qi rose high in the air, spanning over a hundred meters, like a glowing blade, a rainbow light, brushing directly against the Eight Trigrams Saber Qi upward.
With a loud explosion, the void trembled.
Where the Sword Qi reached, it was dazzling and unstoppable.
A mere sound and the saber Qi was shattered.
Long Fei leveled his longsword, and before Liu Tang could react, half his body tilted upwards.
The Sword Qi was so sharp it blocked the blood vessels, surprisingly not a drop of blood spurted out, Liu Tang was cut in two.
His Primordial Spirit burst forth, wildly dancing in the air, shouting, "You, you..."
He wanted to fight desperately, yet had no courage, slashing a streak of red light in the air fled swiftly.
"Brother Liu Tang!"
A group of elders called mournfully, unexpected that Long Fei’s Sword Qi was so tyrannical.
So young yet already grown to this extent.
They had been closed for about five thousand years, thinking to roam this time again upon emergence.
Who knew the first battle they encountered such a formidable opponent.
The generals on the South Bank led by a roar, "The Marshal will surely win!"
"Surely win!"
"Surely win!"
"Surely win!"
"..."
The roar of excitement shook the South Bank once more.
Lin Yingying and the others let out a breath of relief, yet their backs turned a bit cold, thinking if Long Fei and the others hadn’t returned timely, the outcome of this battle would have indeed been unthinkable.
Long Fei advanced with his sword, step by step.
The soldiers behind the Eighth Prince retreated first, not intentionally, but Long Fei’s killing intent was too intense, suppressing them, difficult to breathe.
One general wielded a large saber, shouting, "The Emperor’s grace to us is as heavy as a mountain, everyone come back to protect the Prince!"
Long Fei glanced at him, and his innards rolled, exploding into a mist of blood with a boom.
A leader of the Nascent Soul Realm, inferior by two stages to Long Fei, had no room for resistance.
With his death, the group of generals retreated further in fright, shouting, "Quick, retreat, immediately retreat!"
The crowd buzzed apart, fled wildly backward.
"Prince, I’m leaving first, let’s meet in the Capital City!"
Jin Wu’s eyes turned, tossing out a golden ball, flashing into a person size, wrapping himself to leave.
This thing flashed a beam of golden light, extremely fast.
Buzzed, instantly disappeared without a trace.
Ji Haotian cursed urgently, "You bastard, you heartless fool, bring me along!"
In the void, suddenly there was a bang.
Someone stopped this golden ball flying device, pressing it down from the air.
With a puff of sound, under the mutual force, this golden ball spewed black smoke instantly, smashed heavily to the ground.
Everyone exclaimed in surprise, as the person opposite looked identical to Long Fei.
"Clone Technique?"
"What sorcery is this!"
"His Clone Technique reached such a heaven-defying state?"
"..."
A group of elders’ hearts sank, their eyes on Long Fei’s face growing increasingly firm.
Initially planning to swarm Long Fei, they once felt about seventy percent confident, now only thirty percent left.
Chu Feng on the opposite side grinned as he introduced to everyone, "Nine Tribes’ Secret Technique of the Immortal King Star, how about it, this is an Immortal Technique, I’ve learned a few tricks, will demonstrate for you later. In the future, one can date more than ten girls simultaneously."
A group of women couldn’t help but smile, rolling their eyes at him, indicating him to be serious.
No matter how serious the battlefield, he made it look like child’s play.
