The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1348: Beautiful Dream Shattered

As soon as the banner was unfurled, the young men behind the old man all gave sinister smiles, and some even whistled at Lin Yingying.

Someone shouted, "Daring to offend Lord Horsemaster of Guandong, do you really not know how many lives you have?"

"This chick is not bad, Prince Ma, go easy on her, let us have some fun later!"

"I, Young Master Bai, have seen many beauties, but I didn’t expect to meet a fairy here."

"Prince Ma, the men deserve to die for their arrogance, but let’s keep the women!"

"..."

They all wore disdainful expressions, but at critical moments, they showed some mercy and flirted with Lin Yingying.

Lin Yingying raised her eyebrows, her face revealing a murderous intent.

"Trash. With a few trivial tricks, you dare to flaunt them everywhere. Have you seen the vast heavens or the vast earth, and truly believe you can act impudently in front of a Daoist?"

Long Fei stared at Prince Ma, stepping forward with his hands behind his back, the pressure from his presence palpable; with each step, Prince Ma and the disciples behind him felt their hearts racing.

It felt as though a giant elephant was pressing down.

Prince Ma raised his hand and cursed angrily, "Junior, still putting on airs when death is near? You claim to be a Daoist; then I must be an Immortal!"

A tremor ran through the black long banner in his hand, and wisps of black mist surged out with mournful cries, quickly transforming into eighteen Netherworld Soldiers and Yin Generals.

Their bodies appeared solid, wielding staves, swords, and weapons, each over ten meters tall.

Like giants descending from the heavens, they looked down upon all living beings.

This is the Ma Family’s Spirit Nurturing Technique, similar to Dongying’s Yin Yang Technique.

"Kill!"

Prince Ma shouted loudly, his robe unfurled, and the eighteen black giants flew through the air, growling and roaring, lifting their weapons to smash towards Long Fei.

"Divine Arts, this is Divine Arts!"

Lin Guohao was so excited that he grabbed Yu Wei’s injured arm. An ordinary person had never seen such a scene.

Yu Wei gasped in pain, eyes burning with intensity.

If Long Fei and Lin Yingying died here, he could curry favor with Lin Guohao, who had no heir, making it possible for Lin’s Group to become Yu’s Group in the future.

At worst, he would change his surname to Lin.

Long Fei raised his hand, summoning a black White Bone Flag as well, immediately rolling out killing intent and sweeping winds.

The surrounding temperature dropped in an instant, and a demon with a human head and beast body, wearing two green snakes as earrings, covered in black fur, like a gigantic ape-man, leapt out.

It reached out, grabbing two Netherworld Soldiers in one motion, biting down to tear them into pieces and swallowing them whole.

The other Netherworld Soldiers swung their swords at this monster, and it opened its mouth and roared.

The Netherworld Soldiers froze in place, resembling rabbits, and were frantically torn apart and devoured by it.

This creature is the Shebi Corpse.

It controls all Yin Qi and can summon wind and rain, capable of devouring the Underworld.

The eighteen Netherworld Soldiers were no match for it, their bodies, though formed of Yin Qi, lacked physical substance.

Yet it easily immobilized them, leaving them powerless to resist.

Prince Ma screamed in shock, "How is this possible, how do you know the Ma Family’s Spirit Nurturing Technique?"

"Ignorant!"

Long Fei sneered, raising his hand and pressing down.

Above Prince Ma’s head, a fierce wind suddenly gathered, as if a great mountain suddenly pressed down.

Golden light erupted from his body, and he roared, "Junior, you dare act so wildly?"

A golden dagger appeared, suddenly thrusting upwards into the sky.

This was a Sage’s Relic Prince Ma had chanced upon in Changbai Mountain, a Divine Level artifact, invincible in this world.

His cultivation level was at the peak of the Enlightenment Realm, using spiritual power to wield this Divine Instrument, yelling with wild hair, "You think a mere junior can suppress me? Split it open for me!"

The Divine Instrument emitted a hum, its radiating golden light growing ever brighter.

The people behind were dumbfounded, seeing Prince Ma use this magical treasure for the first time, full of admiration.

They thought to themselves, Prince Ma is indeed Prince Ma, surely able to easily suppress this youngster.

Little did they know, the surrounding pressure grew ever stronger until finally, with a shock, the Divine Instrument in Prince Ma’s hand exploded.

This was Long Fei’s application of Spatial Law; two spatial laws like millstones grinding away.

Even a Divine Instrument stood no chance against such formidable laws.

Prince Ma’s palm trembled, and as the golden dagger shattered, his hand was blown into a mist of blood as well.

He screamed in pain, "Impossible!"

The giant handprint in midair descended, smashing him into the grass below with a bang, flattening him into a mist of blood.

The ground shook violently, revealing a palm print.

The people behind were momentarily stunned, then cried out in shock.

Lin Guohao trembled and shouted, "How, how is this possible?"

Yu Wei screamed, "Run, get out of here!"

He grabbed Lin Guohao with one arm, ready to slip away from this place.

Suddenly, the grass on the ground wound up, like ropes, wrapping around their legs.

"Now it’s your turn!"

Long Fei’s gaze swept over the crowd.

A group of people shivered and cursed, "Bastard, you dare to kill Ma Family’s people!"

"Kid, you’re dead!"

"Human Race, are you mocking us?"

The group pulled out their magical weapons from their Qiankun Bags.

There were swords, knives, hammers, all sorts of odd things.

A man with fox-like eyes, dressed in a floral shirt and casual pants in the dead of winter, was the first to retreat.

While others were preparing to fight Long Fei, he slipped through the ground as a phantom, trying to escape.

Just as he was about to dart into the woods, Lin Yingying suddenly unleashed a burst of golden light.

An aura of pressure akin to an Azure Dragon was released, appearing like scissors, cutting towards the fox demon.

With a click, the fox demon’s head was severed from its body.

The body ran two more steps forward before tumbling to the ground.

Lin Yingying raised her hand, and the Golden Jiao Scissors flew back into the air.

Her eyes coldly swept across the young people before her, scolding them, "Who was it just now that spoke rudely?"

The group of people, demon and all, swallowed their saliva, staring at her Golden Jiao Scissors, tempted to kneel.

A beady-eyed person wielding a Wolf Fang Club stood out, pointing at Lin Yingying and shouting, "Vile woman, offending the Guandong Five Immortals will not end well. You’d best lay down your arms and avoid further mistakes!"

"You dare threaten me?"

Lin Yingying furrowed her brows, sending out the Golden Jiao Scissors.

A flash of golden light, and the rat demon’s head and the Wolf Fang Club separated, blood splattering the scene.

"What, what on earth is happening?"

Lin Guohao’s legs trembled, desperately tearing at the grass with his feet.

But the grass, tough as rope, refused to break, driving him and Yu Wei to the brink of tears in their anxiousness.

The group of Ma the Fifth’s disciples and Guandong demons, originally intending to show off their strength in Binhai City, unexpectedly encountered these two formidable figures.

A yellow-furred demon knelt before them, wailing, "Have mercy, Daoist, we underestimated you; please spare us!"

A slender-bodied demon yelled, "Huang Pizi, you truly are cowardly, disgracing the Five Clans of Guandong. You may fear them, but I, Young Master Bai, do not!"

He exhaled a cold black mist towards Lin Yingying and Long Fei, simultaneously thrusting a Twin Snake Spear at Lin Yingying.

"Courting death!"

Long Fei pointed a finger, dispersing the black mist before him.

A tremendous force swept over Young Master Bai, tearing him apart with a bang, turning him into a mist of blood before everyone’s eyes.

The other disciples and demons saw Long Fei unwilling to let go, and shouted, "Fight them to the death!"

Before their voices fell, Long Fei’s phantom hand descended from the sky.

With a thunderous crash, dust and dirt flew up from the ground.

A dozen disciples and demons from Guandong were all killed at the scene, crushed into a mist of blood by the phantom hand.

Only a single Huang Pizi remained, kneeling on the ground, terrified to the point of wetting himself, eyes darting around, realizing he was the only one left.

Seeing this, Lin Guohao and Yu Wei were even more frightened, squatting on the ground in shock, crying out in despair, "It’s all over, completely over!"

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