Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1362: Cloaked Ghost Face

This is not all.

The blade's gleam, after severing the Dragon Guard's arm, directly cleaved into the Dragon Guard's chest. Although the Dragon Guard was quick to retreat, they still couldn't evade the power of this strike.

Blood spurted out once again.

The Dragon Guard flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

"Old Eagle."

The Dragon Guard holding Qin Keqing turned his head toward the companion who had been struck, flying back with blood splattering three feet, his eyes instantly widening in shock and anger.

The Dragon Guards are like brothers, with ties stronger than blood, able to rely on each other completely.

"Who!"

The Dragon Guard looked coldly toward the door.

Bam.

The door, cut into two, was kicked and flew outward, followed by a man who walked in from outside.

The Dragon Guard glanced at the newcomer, who was wearing a black cloak, hiding his entire body. Their eyes met instantly.

The Dragon Guard was inexplicably startled.

He didn't see a human face, but a ghostly mask shrouded in black mist.

Moreover, the man exuded an aura of sinister destruction.

The Dragon Guards are Kings of Soldiers who have experienced countless battles between life and death, familiar with the lingering scent of killing intent.

Taking hundreds of lives causes killing intent.

Taking countless lives forms malevolence.

The Dragon Guard had seen enemies with intense killing intent, as they themselves carried such fierce energy like unsheathed swords.

But the killing intent from this person was so tangible it had become malevolence.

The Dragon Guard felt an alarm; this guy facing them was likely not normal, or possibly not human.

Nevertheless, he did not show fear, nor did he turn to flee.

As a Dragon Guard, pride is ingrained; only fallen Dragon Guards perish, never fleeing ones.

The Dragon Guard shielded Qin Keqing behind him: "Go."

Then, the Dragon Guard drew a dagger from his thigh, gripped it in reverse in his palm, his form as taut as a drawn bow.

The next moment.

The Dragon Guard roared, launching like a projectile, similar to a hunting leopard, wielding the dagger with reverse grip as he closed the distance.

Yet, the cloak on the ghostly figure billowed up, and the opponent executed a backhand swipe with a blade, cutting down onto the dagger in one swift motion.

In an instant, lightning flashed along the blade.

The Dragon Guard felt the power in the opposing man's blade; he couldn't advance even an inch, his hand struggling to hold onto the dagger.

The opponent's swipe was not only powerful but also at such a bizarre angle, making it hard for him to resist.

But this was not the end.

The ghostly figure drew back the blade under the cloak, wrist turning, instantly reversing the blade's direction.

Then, with a speed much like a startling flash, he swung down fiercely with the blade.

The speed was ghostly; the Dragon Guard barely had time to steady the dagger as the blade struck down.

Clang.

The dagger's blade snapped, a shard flying into a nearby billiard table; with the dagger broken, the blade light did not lessen, cleaving directly from the Dragon Guard's front.

A streak of blood appeared on the Dragon Guard's forehead.

"Ah!"

Qin Keqing screamed, despite being a female assassin who had killed her share, the cloaked man still left her heart frozen with fear.

In front of this cloaked man, Qin Keqing felt as vulnerable as a kitten.

The cloaked man strode toward Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing trembled all over, looking appealingly at the man: "Please don't kill me, I can be your maid, I'll do anything you want."

The cloaked man didn't acknowledge Qin Keqing, walking directly in front of the shaking and unable-to-move Qin Keqing, raising a hand with a chop.

Qin Keqing collapsed weakly, the cloaked man hoisted her onto his shoulder, swiftly turning around.

"Who really are you people?"

In the villa's main hall.

At this moment, another group confronted the Dragon Guard, though calling it a group is an exaggeration; it was actually one youth and three cloaked ghostly figures whose faces were hidden.

The youth had a delicate half-mask covering above his mouth and nose, sitting casually on the lounge sofa with a drink in hand.

Around him, the Dragon Guards were on high alert, adults in fear of this group mysteriously appearing. The defensive level of Emperor Residence was very high.

There were virtually no blind spots in surveillance; anyone entering Emperor Residence would not escape Pan Long's watchful eyes.

And on the main villa premises, several squads of Dragon Guards handled security.

Without permission, unless charging with a regiment or more of soldiers, any invader would be taught a lesson by Dragon Guards.

"It's not important who I am."

The youth sipped from his glass, leaning back on the sofa, grinning teasingly.

"I'm here only to retrieve what's mine."

"Don't act rashly, or I won't hesitate to paint this area with blood."

The youth's eyes carried a trace of sinister charm, his demeanor brazenly confident.

"Heh."

One Dragon Guard scoffed: "Big words, let's see if you have the ability, trespassing Emperor Residence, did you ask us?"

The youth smirked; without needing his orders, a nearby cloaked ghostly figure took action, appearing before that Dragon Guard like an apparition.

The next instant.

The cloak billowed.

The blade flashed.

The Dragon Guard only felt a chill along his spine, such overpowering malevolence that he was shaken to the core, unable to move.

And in that fleeting hesitation, fate hung in balance.

In a critical moment.

A sword appeared, blocking that blade, Beicheng Xue grabbed this Dragon Guard's collar, pulling him backward.

"Oh."

The youth raised his head and glanced at Beicheng Xue with surprise.

The cloaked ghostly figure lifted its mask, eyes sweeping blood-red towards Beicheng Xue.

As tension hovered in the air.

The cloaked ghostly figure carrying Qin Keqing appeared in the hall.

"What's that smell?"

"This woman peed herself."

The youth frowned, seemingly losing interest in the game, suddenly standing from the sofa, then glancing at Beicheng Xue.

"Let's go."

"Tell Li Feng, our grudges will be settled later; tell him to wash his neck clean, I'll be back for his head." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The youth arrogantly finished speaking, turning and walking outside.

The Dragon Guards burned with rage at this sight, but Beicheng Xue held them back firmly.

"Interesting."

The youth spoke, laughing twice heartily as he left with the four cloaked ghostly figures.

"Why did you stop us?"

One Dragon Guard turned to Beicheng Xue.

Beicheng Xue couldn't be bothered to explain: "If I were you, I'd stop wasting time here."

"Not good, Old Eagle and Leopard."

Other Dragon Guards' expressions changed; Old Eagle and Leopard were supposed to watch the woman, but now she was taken, what happened to Old Eagle and Leopard?

The Dragon Guards rushed to the basement and found blood covering the floor.

"Leopard."

The Dragon Guard who entered the billiard room cried in desperation because Leopard had been split in two, dying a horrific death.

"Quick, Old Eagle's still breathing, get him to a hospital."

"What hospital, with such injuries there's no hope for him, call the Young Master immediately, he shouldn't be far."

"And get Old Eagle to the operating room right now."