The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1223: The Battle of Life and Death

Chapter 1223: Chapter 1223: The Battle of Life and Death

The noisy crowd on the field suddenly quieted down, even a group of extraterritorial cultivators looked at this man somewhat baffled.

They had not expected that at this time, someone would actually stand up for Wang Jie and with a move, sent Ying Jiutian, who held an Immortal Artifact, flying out.

"Who is this person?"

"So handsome, right?"

"Finally, someone has stood up."

"We in Great Xia Country do have men too!"

"Wow, such a handsome big brother, I want to be his girlfriend."

A group of female cultivators, star-struck, wished they could go over to Long Fei right away for an autograph!

The male cultivators also looked on with admiration, finding Long Fei somewhat unfamiliar.

Someone recognized him and exclaimed in surprise, "Could this be the Consort Prince who fled his wedding?"

"Is he back?"

"Is that Long Fei?"

"No wonder he’s so formidable, it turns out it’s Consort Prince who has come!"

As the crowd on the field realized this, they immediately became noisy again.

Mount Shu, Mount Mao, Kunlun, and other Saint Heirs and geniuses were all fuming.

Thinking about how they were tricked by Long Fei in the spatial passage, causing them to fall in the Northern Cold Continent.

Their hearts were filled with hatred!

The extraterritorial cultivators were also surprised and simultaneously felt a surge of anger.

It was rumored that in the Phoenix Nest, it was Long Fei who took the opportunity, leading to the complete disintegration of the Phoenix Nest.

Now, this guy has stood up to trouble them, the extraterritorial cultivators, again.

Shen Feng and Shen Yan’er, upon seeing Long Fei, had a flicker in their expressions.

Having cultivated arduously to this day, they had thought they could close the distance with Long Fei after descending the mountain.

Looking at the situation now, Long Fei had already reached the pinnacle, leaving them without a trace to be seen.

Shen Yan’er’s heart was complex; somewhat unexpected, somewhat disappointed, somewhat reluctant, yet also somewhat pleased.

Initially, she always felt that without the backing of a major sect, Long Fei would eventually be submerged among the many geniuses here.

Who would have known, Long Fei had caused such a stir in this world, and it was said that he had even become the Consort Prince of the current dynasty.

The old man guarding the Battle Arena breathed a sigh of relief, as just now if Long Fei hadn’t appeared, he was ready to take action himself.

Chang’an Academy, absolutely no cases of death were allowed outside the Battle Arena.

Seeing so many young geniuses of Great Xia Country, he now had quite a favorable impression of Long Fei.

Previously, the extraterritorial cultivators cursed that way, yet none of the other geniuses came forward, which was extremely disappointing to him.

Long Fei took the Essence Blood of the Golden-Winged Roc and had Lin Shanshan administer it to Wang Jie.

Wang Jie was poisoned by the Corpse Dog, relying solely on the Great Roc Bloodline in his body to resist.

After all, there was only a little bit of the Great Roc Bloodline.

Before Wang Jie completely refined it, he only absorbed a bit of its essence.

Now, having refined the Essence Blood of the Golden-Winged Roc, it could completely remove the venom of the Corpse Dog.

"Brother Long, for revenge!"

Wang Jie coughed up blood in anger.

"Go and heal, I’ll help you kill this bastard!"

Long Fei commanded, letting Lin Shanshan, Liuu Jiangnan take Wang Jie, Anna, and Nightingale, to step back together.

Ying Jiutian, having taken a Pill, already regained some strength, got up from the ground and roared at Long Fei, "Are you Long Fei?"

"Exactly."

Long Fei stared at him, as if looking at a dead man.

His murderous aura boiled, causing the temperature around him to drop.

"Was my brother Ying Zhen killed by you?"

Ying Jiutian clenched his fists.

"Indeed."

Long Fei didn’t argue, staring at him and said, "Soon, you’ll meet him."

"Such arrogance!"

Ying Jiutian shook with a jolt, his black robe flipping up.

He pointed toward the Battle Arena behind him, "Dare you fight with me inside there?"

"What is there not to dare?"

Long Fei’s expression was calm as he walked in on his own.

The crowd was buzzing, thinking to themselves that Long Fei really had great courage to openly disregard the Imperial Family of Netherworld Star.

Extraterritorial Cultivators burst out shouting, "Ying Jiutian, you must kill this bastard!"

"Arrogant fool, crush the prestige of his Great Xia Country."

"Ying Jiutian, don’t let us down!"

Among these cultivators, there was a woman who was ethereal, dressed in white like a fairy, her face veiled as she looked around the crowd but did not find the person she wished to see.

This woman was none other than Chang Xi, the Saintess of the Banished Immortal Clan.

The person she wanted to see was not one she liked, but rather because he was annoyingly verbose and shamelessly thick-skinned, which made her detest him.

She breathed a sigh of relief as this annoying person did not show up.

No sooner had this thought flashed through her mind than someone patted her shoulder from behind, exclaiming in surprise, "Fairy, you’re here as well!"

At this voice, Chang Xi furrowed her brows.

With a flash, she swiftly dodged and her white silk flew out, striking towards this person with a swoosh.

As the revered Saintess of the Banished Immortal Clan, to be ambushed and touched on the shoulder was utterly unforgivable.

The man stretched out his hand, swiftly wrapping the white silk around it and shamelessly grinned at her, "Fairy, speaking is just speaking, why removing your clothes! In front of all these heroes, it’s quite embarrassing."

Extraterritorial Cultivators around heard this and nearly spat blood; dammit, this white silk was a draped decoration usually worn over the body.

Since when did it become about removing clothes?

This boy, indeed very brash.

"Insolent thief!"

Chang Xi, her face hidden under the veil, blushed and flicked the white silk.

This silk was no ordinary object and with a light flick, a white vapor emerged, causing a sudden drop in the surrounding temperature.

The man opposite felt a chill over his body, his hand holding the silk frosted over.

This silk was the treasured Moonshadow Frost Silk from Broad Cold Palace on Immortal King Star.

It appeared as a mere light gauze, yet it was crafted from a rare treasure, the Moonshadow Stone.

Ordinary people would turn to frost upon touch.

However, the man in front of her was unharmed and shamelessly leaned in to smell it, cooing, "Fragrant, indeed intoxicating aroma of a Fairy!"

"You’re courting death!"

Enraged, Chang Xi summoned a sword from within the silk, aiming a direct thrust at the audacious scoundrel before her.

The surrounding cultivators watched in amazement, the people inside had yet to start fighting but here a battle had already begun.

Not far away, Lin Shanshan covered her face, internally cursing this fellow.

Instead of coming to help, he went off to flirt with women - who could it be if not Chu Feng.

Within the protective barrier, Long Fei and Ying Jiutian had both signed a life-and-death contract with the old man.

With this, killing someone inside would be of no consequence.

Normally, Chang’an Academy would not allow students to sign such a contract.

But the old man really disliked Ying Jiutian, and as soon as Long Fei and Ying Jiutian requested, he immediately agreed.

However, being cautious, he still provided each of them a Space-breaking Talisman.

Long Fei took the talisman, scoffed at Ying Jiutian, "We’ve already signed the life-and-death contract, what use is this Space-breaking Talisman?"

Fire sparked in his hand, directly burning the talisman.

The old man’s brow tightened, thinking to himself, what a foolish boy, so overly confident. If something happens, it can still save his life!

Ying Jiutian laughed heartily, "Good, very good. With this burned, I’m perfectly positioned to kill you."

He too, kindled flames and burned the talisman.

This time, it was not just about winning or losing, but life and death.

He possessed a secret treasure, confident in shredding Long Fei to pieces.

The crowd outside grew excited, whispering that a good show was about to unfold.

A life-risking battle, surely different from the usual.

Someone cried out loud, cheering for Long Fei, wanting him to crush the prestige of the extraterritorial cultivators.

Extraterritorial cultivators, naturally responded in kind, all cheering for Ying Jiutian.

The chants from both sides were deafening, with Chang’an Academy clearly considering Long Fei as one of their own.

If Long Fei won, he would then be their hero and Brother Long.