The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 781 - 0: The Sacrificial Convention

Lin Shanshan glared at Lin Jiahui as she berated him, "Killing you is no different than killing a dog; there’s no need for others to lift a finger."

In her hand, a Dragon Bone Sword appeared, its powerful aura sweeping over the entire scene.

"You..."

Lin Jiahui was shaken to the core; he had not expected Lin Shanshan to possess such a tactic.

This technique, he had only seen it on Long Fei before.

The sense of superiority he had carried vanished as he raised the Silver Sword he had just snatched from Baron Witt.

Now, he could only give it his all.

At this moment, a thunderous shout echoed from above, "Noble Blood Clan being frightened by a few Easterners, you are truly a disgrace to the Blood Clan!"

Under the dark night sky, a group of Blood Clan members descended from the sky.

The lowest among them were Earls with bronze wings, and the one with the most dominating presence had a pair of wings, one silver and one gold.

Members of the Blood Clan who had just undergone the mutation couldn’t withstand the shock and knelt down in worship; they had not expected another Marquis of the Blood Clan to arrive.

Moreover, this Marquis had already evolved a golden wing.

Given time, he was certain to evolve into a Duke, an almost supreme existence.

Without the Prince, the Duke is the leader of the Blood Clan.

This Marquis stared intently at Long Fei and Chu Feng, asking coldly, "Was it you who killed my grandson Wade?"

The Marquis was none other than Old Weide.

He had sent people to check the surveillance footage and had followed the trail here.

Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon the Blood Clan’s sacrifice ceremony.

He had witnessed everything that had just happened.

What he had not anticipated was that both Sophia and Soria had evolved to the silver-winged level of Marquis.

Chu Feng burst into laughter upon seeing him, "I wondered who it was; turns out it’s the grandfather of that short-lived ghost. No wonder you two look so much alike."

"How dare you!"

Old Weide’s Skull Cane shook, and he drew a three-foot-long Western Sword from it.

This sword was clearly meticulously crafted, its silver myserious light flashing just like the weaponry used by the Holy See.

The Blood Clan members accompanying him drew their longswords, and commands were given to the newly mutated Blood Clan members, "All rise, slay these Easterners, and you will be officially accepted as new members of the Blood Clan."

Around the vicinity, hundreds of new members of the Blood Clan rose up en masse.

For a moment, their aura was overwhelming, and the yin qi filled the skies.

Each of them was armed with a gun, especially the Street Riot Gang, who carried large-caliber heavy weapons.

Lin Jiahui, who had just been somewhat cowardly, was now emboldened by Old Weide’s coverage and shouted arrogantly, "Lin Yingying, you didn’t expect this, did you! Today, this will be your burial ground, the Lin Family is mine, and all of yours will become mine."

His fighting spirit soared as he flapped his wings, raising his sword, and charged at the Lin sisters first.

"Kill!"

Old Weide and the others also attacked simultaneously, and the field immediately erupted into chaos.

With the Overlord Spear in hand, Chu Feng shouted excitedly to Long Fei, "Brother Long, I’ll take care of this old vampire; the rest are up to you."

This journey had not provided any worthy opponents, and he had been growing increasingly frustrated.

The long spear swept across with a great force, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

Wherever the spearhead touched, Blood Clan members, regardless of their wings, burst into blood mist.

Old Weide turned pale with shock, not expecting this Easterner to be so fierce.

He flapped his wings with ferocity and launched an attack at Chu Feng, resulting in a loud clash as the Overlord Spear collided with his attack.

A resounding clang, and his silver longsword was cut in half by the sweep of the Overlord Spear.

The terrifying killing intent brought by the sweeping spearhead made Old Weide panic and flap his wings to hastily withdraw from the crowd.

Luordan of the Street Riot Gang cursed, "Fire, kill these Easterners!"

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of explosions rang out as single-shot grenade launchers spat fire, their power exceeding domestic shotguns by more than tenfold.

Long Fei stretched his hand, and a barrier wrapped above him and Ding Xue.

The Sophia Sisters, titled Marquises, were no longer afraid of these firearms. Wielding swords, they charged and slaughtered a group of the Blood Clan.

Lin Yingying and her sister fought against Lin Jiahui, clearing out their family feud from a distance.

The field was left with only Long Fei and Ding Xue, as bullets rained from all directions, with each one being blocked by the aqua barrier.

Ding Xue, tongue-tied, hadn’t taken part in an operation with Long Fei for a long time and was astonished to see how powerful he had become.

With a wave of his hand, he could invoke such a powerful defensive force.

Luordan was even more shocked, having not expected these Easterners to possess the power to block bullets.

"Why not be ordinary humans instead of becoming vampires?"

Long Fei shook his head at Luordan and, with a wave of his hand, deflected the surrounding bullets back.

Plop, plop, plop – the bullets whistled back, piercing through the bodies of the surrounding Blood Clan members, as if they had eyes, striking directly at their hearts.

These newly transformed Blood Clan members spat out blood in disbelief as they fell to the ground, staring at Long Fei.

Luordan, with the quickest reaction, flapped his wings in fright and retreated backward.

Long Fei instructed Ding Xue, "Try your Celestial Master Sword and Dragon-Tiger Seal, starting with Luordan."

Ding Xue nodded, sharing the same intention.

In her homeland, her most intense activity was smashing rocks on the mountain with Lin Xia; she seldom had such real-combat experience.

Ding Xue reached into her Qiankun Bag and drew out the Celestial Master Sword, charging towards Luordan with an Imperial Envoy.

With a swoosh, the Celestial Master Sword, emitting a Mysterious Light, burst forth with the glow of Divine Instruments in the night sky, slicing through Luordan’s body.

Having fled over thirty meters, Luordan wrapped himself with his leather-thick wings mid-air.

But he was still effortlessly slain by the Celestial Master Sword, his face twisted in a gruesome rictus as his blood spilled on the spot.

"Kill them!"

"Go for it!"

The other Blood Clan members cried out, some shooting guns while others wielded swords, bringing chaos to the scene.

Within the barrier invoked by Long Fei, Ding Xue easily wielded the Celestial Master Sword, her fingertips guiding the sword with spiritual power to sweep the area.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh – every stroke of the Longsword sent another group to the ground.

Driven to desperation, a Blood Clan member drove a modified Humvee toward them.

The spotlight turned on, aiming to hit Long Fei and Ding Xue.

The Humvee, moving with beastly speed, charged over the corpses of the Blood Clan.

"Seeking death!"

Ding Xue shouted indignantly, tossing out the Dragon-Tiger Seal.

In the sky above, a dragon and a tiger, embodying the forms of Dharma Laksana, shone with golden light. With roars and growls, they grew from the size of a palm to the size of a car.

With a thunderous boom, the Dragon-Tiger Seal crashed down, shaking the ground beneath it.

A cloud of dust rose, and the Humvee was flattened into a disc of metal.

The Blood Clan was horrifyingly shocked as if they were witnessing a female deity of slaughter.

The smarter ones, without a second thought, spread their wings to fly away.

It was then that Long Fei finally made his move. The Tai’a Sword from his Storage Ring rushed out, enveloped in Mysterious Light, with a keen whistling.

There was the sound of rushing air, but the sword itself was invisible.

Thud, thud, thud – a series of muffled sounds echoed through the sky.

Blood rained down as the Tai’a Sword passed; no trace of the Blood Clan members remained, vaporized by the sword’s might, turning into a mist of blood falling upon the ground.

Over a hundred Blood Clan members, wailing like ghosts and howling wolves.

After the Tai’a Sword returned to Long Fei’s hand, all became quiet on the field, the thick scent of blood not dissipating for a long time.

Ding Xue’s breath was held as she witnessed the extent of the slaughter.

After a great deal of effort, she had only managed to kill about a dozen Blood Clan members.

Little did she know, with a single stroke, Long Fei had cleanly wiped out the surrounding Blood Clan members, as though he had crushed a pile of ants.

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