The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1096: Then You Can Die

Chapter 1096: Chapter 1096: Then You Can Die

Long Fei realized that this youngster had some tricks up his sleeve, likely a descendant of a Cultivation Family.

After the Mount Tai Sword-Fighting Event, most of the Cultivation Families in this world had forged alliances with him.

Suddenly, a new figure emerged; he originally did not want to make the situation ugly, but who would have thought this youngster would be so irritating.

Behind the young Brother Xuan, the youths jeered at Long Fei, "These people are so naive and foolish, they must have been scared by Brother Xuan."

"I’ll teach them a lesson and give these shortsighted fools a memory boost."

One of the youths threw a punch, with a Cultivation Level at the Foundation Building Early Stage, which was considered decent at this age.

With a smack, the room trembled intensely.

The youth’s fist did not touch Long Fei, but was instead flung away by a slap from Long Fei.

He slammed heavily against the wall, his bones cracking loudly, breaking two or three ribs.

"What?"

"How is this possible!"

"This kid is quite something!"

A group of youths stared with widened eyes, full of surprise as they looked at Long Fei.

Brother Xuan coldly asked, "Are you a Cultivator?"

Long Fei remained silent, staring at him and asked, "Which Noble Family’s descendant are you?"

"How dare you ask me..."

Brother Xuan released the oppressive aura from his Enlightenment Realm Cultivation, intending to suppress Long Fei, but unexpectedly, his body shook uncontrollably under the pressure from Long Fei.

He knew, he was facing a formidable opponent.

Struggling to suppress the urge to kneel, Brother Xuan puffed out his chest and shouted arrogantly, "I am Zhang Hexuan from the Zhang Family of Dragon-Tiger Mountain. If you’re wise, apologize to my brother immediately. Otherwise, I swear I’ll kill you today."

The Zhang Family of Dragon-Tiger Mountain inherited the Artifact Refining Techniques from the Celestial Master Sect.

Naturally, this youth possessed a magical treasure, hence his arrogance.

Long Fei thought they were one of the allied Aristocratic Clan Descendants, but it turned out he was a descendant of an enemy family.

A slight smile emerged on his lips, and he shut the door with a wave of his hand.

The Zhang Family youth inside the room was startled, screaming in fright, "What are you going to do?"

"Kill!"

Long Fei’s voice was cold, completely different from just moments before.

Chu Feng and the others calmly sipped their wine, among them only Chu Feng knew the inside story, watching the Zhang Family youth with a strange smile.

He thought to himself how blind these people were, deliberately walking into hell.

Zhang Hexuan furiously retorted, "Who do you think you are, think you can easily kill me?"

He flourished his hand from his pocket, casting a golden seal.

This was the famous Dragon-Tiger Seal from Dragon-Tiger Mountain, equivalent to a standard weapon, both in Mystic Pattern and Artifact Refining Skills quite mature.

This Dragon-Tiger Seal, made from dozens of tons of gold, was highly malleable, adorned with Sumeru Miniature Dharma Patterns, changing size and weight with spiritual power.

All of a sudden, the room was filled with golden light.

A massive seal appeared, as big as a car.

Because the room was too small, Zhang Hexuan couldn’t fully activate it.

If it smashed down, the entire floor would shatter.

"Die!"

Zhang Hexuan cursed loudly, forcefully activating the Dragon-Tiger Seal aiming at Long Fei.

He did not care if the building could not withstand it.

Behind him, the youths breathed a sigh of relief seeing this magical treasure, jeering at Long Fei, "You brat, see the power of our Zhang Family."

"Boy, we’ll crush you into pulp, let’s see you act tough then!"

With the seal revealed, they believed Long Fei was certain to die.

"Trash!"

Long Fei’s expression remained calm, stretching out his right hand.

This lowest-grade magic artifact is intended for monks who are just starting out.

Now, even Earth Immortal Magical Treasures don’t hold Long Fei’s interest, let alone this one.

He reached out with a finger, and his powerful spiritual power overflowed.

The mystic pattern on this Dragon-Tiger Seal seemed to act as a password lock, which Long Fei broke instantly and took control of.

Zhang Hexuan discovered that he could no longer control the artifact.

Long Fei reached out, and the object, initially the size of a car, quickly shrank into a cube and landed in his hand.

Such a mass of gold, let alone refined, was astronomically valuable to ordinary people.

Zhang Hexuan cried out in pain, "Return my magical treasure."

He then pulled out a longsword from his Qiankun and, powered by spiritual force, slashed toward Long Fei.

Long Fei, holding the sword in his right hand, made a move and a spray of blood burst from Zhang Hexuan’s right arm.

The arm that held the sword, gruesomely fell to the ground.

"How is this possible, who exactly are you?"

With a scream, Zhang Hexuan, clutching his bloody arm, stared at Long Fei. His entire face twitched.

Long Fei said indifferently, "Instead of properly hiding and cultivating, your Zhang Family causes chaos in the secular world. I didn’t come after you, yet you sought me out."

Zhang Hexuan’s pupils dilated, he exclaimed in shock, "Are you Long Fei?"

"What?"

"The demon chief?"

The youths behind him shouted and turned to run.

They kicked towards the main door, having no courage to fight Long Fei.

Even the formidable ancestor of the Zhang family had been driven away by Long Fei twice, with his son Zhang Zhongmou even dying at Long Fei’s hands.

With their little skill, how could they dare to act recklessly in front of Long Fei?

Unfortunately, they could not escape.

A Dragon-shaped Dharma Laksana roared at the door, its mouth spewing a black-hole-like vortex that swallowed a dozen youths whole.

"Grandpa, spare our lives!"

"We were wrong, don’t kill us!"

"Help, I am a disciple of the Zhang family, you can’t kill me!"

Screams followed until they burst like bubbles.

Puff, puff, puff, they exploded into a mist of blood, absorbed by the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana.

Zhang Hexuan felt dizzy and wanted to slap himself.

Leaving the house without checking the calendar, running into this demon chief.

Clutching his arm, he staggered backwards, staring at Long Fei in horror, "You can’t kill me, I am a direct grandson of the Zhang family, and even selected by the Secret Realm of Dragon-Tiger Mountain as an Outer Sect Disciple. If you kill me, Dragon-Tiger Mountain will surely hold you accountable."

Long Fei sneered, "Really? An Outer Sect Disciple, what a grand title! I’ve killed several direct disciples of Dragon-Tiger Mountain, none had as much arrogance as you!"

Zhang Hexuan spat blood, aware that this demon chief had been to the Secret Realm, he hadn’t realized how formidable he was, completely disregarding the Sects of the Secret Realm.

Long Fei demanded, "What is your purpose in coming to Binhai City? Don’t lie, or you’ll die painfully."

"Fancy getting me to talk, dream on!"

Zhang Hexuan cursed, putting on a tough facade.

With a muffled ’puff’, his left arm also snapped off.

Long Fei didn’t waste words; the spraying crimson blood nearly made Zhang Hexuan faint from pain.

If he weren’t a Cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm, he would have died from pain by now.

His nerves torn, his entire body went limp and rolled on the ground.

Long Fei remained expressionless, softly saying, "Go on, speak and you’ll die quickly."

Zhang Hexuan screamed miserably, "Don’t gloat, my ancestor has already sought help, they will tear you to thousand pieces. Even if I die today, I won’t utter a word to you."

Long Fei sighed lightly, "Then go die."

From his body, the Dragon-shaped Dharma Laksana emerged, swallowing Zhang Hexuan whole, leaving behind only a scream.