The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 686 - 0: War Clouds Gather

Long Fei stood at the back, his brows deeply furrowed as he shook his head.

"Bai Jie’er is right, this young master really does have a small amount of courage."

He sheathed his sword and pulled Yan Wushuang back, comforting his wounded little heart, "Don’t worry, as long as you lead us to the Yan Family Ancestral Grounds, we won’t kill you."

Yan Wushuang swallowed hard; in the Yan Family, Long Fei had already been made out to be a figure like the Great Devil himself.

First slicing Yan Wuji with his sword, then killing the eight second-generation Elders.

Now the Clan Leader’s most beloved daughter, Yan Danni, had also died at Long Fei’s hands.

If the direct descendants were no match, let alone someone from a collateral branch like him.

His teeth chattered, his eyes darted about, and he pretended to agree, "Alright, alright, as long as you don’t kill me, I’ll do whatever you want."

Long Fei and Chu Feng shrugged their shoulders, not expecting it to be this easy, hardly a challenge at all.

They got dressed and took Yan Wushuang outside with them.

Yan Wushuang’s brow twitched, and he abruptly pulled a longsword from his Qiankun Bag, yelling to the outside, "Grandpa Feng and Grandpa Yun, someone’s come to kill us!"

Long Fei sighed, thinking it wasn’t going to be that easy after all!

In the courtyard, two figures immediately leaped into the air.

Yan Feng, Yan Yun.

Yan Wushuang’s elder grandfathers, in charge of overseeing and protecting the household.

Whenever someone stirred trouble, it was they who stepped in to resolve it.

Yan Wushuang, holding his sword, cursed at Long Fei and the others, "What a thief, to dare threaten a Yan Family descendant. Today, it’ll either be your deaths or mine!"

With the backing of powerful figures, in the presence of the Elders Feng and Yun, he suddenly became very imposing.

The two old men scrutinized Long Fei and Chu Feng, asking coldly, "Who are you to dare cause trouble at the Yan Family?"

Yan Wushuang shouted, "This little thief is Long Fei!"

"What?"

The two old men were startled, and hearing that name, without another word, they released the Sword Spirits nurtured within their swords.

One sword qi rushed forth like the wind, howling as it went.

One sword qi rushed forth like clouds, misty and moist.

The twin sword qis swept through the air, causing the surrounding grass and trees to shatter and scatter.

Bai Jie’er’s brows tightened, realizing to her surprise that these two men were both at the Initial Stage of the Enlightenment Realm.

Indeed, the Yan Family was the number one Cultivator Family; even the old men guarding their gate possessed such cultivation levels.

She had initially thought Long Fei would have to expend considerable effort, since the last time she saw him, he had just broken through to the Enlightenment Realm.

Who knew, this guy was completely calm, dodging nothing, simply extending a hand forward casually.

A water-colored barrier whooshed up, transforming into a spinning ripple shield in front of them.

The two streams of sword qi, brimming with a deadly aura, swept towards them, and Bai Jie’er had no doubt that these sword qis could slice a tank in half.

Thud, thud, two muffled sounds!

Contrary to her expectations, when the sword qi entered the water-colored barrier, it was like stones entering the sea, resulting in no splash whatsoever.

The water-colored ripples vibrated with a hum, expanding in all directions and effortlessly dissolving the two sword qis into nothingness.

"What?"

Elders Feng and Yun were so shocked they could hardly believe their eyes, while Yan Wushuang’s eyes bulged, his tongue trembling, as he shouted, "This is insane!"

"I have a sword too, let me return the favor!"

Long Fei’s soft cry resonated, and the water-colored barrier in front of him morphed, suddenly turning into a water sword.

It flashed a cold gleam in the air, swiftly aiming for Elders Feng and Yun.

Its powerful momentum was suffocating; even before it came close, it caused the two Elders to pale in fear, yelling at Yan Wushuang, "Wushuang, run and inform the Ancestor about this!"

The two drew their longswords in front of them, stirring up a barrier of sword qi in a vain attempt to block the water sword.

But a thunderous boom resounded as the water sword, with overwhelming force, smashed through the barrier and split it in two, ’puff puff,’ passing right through the bodies of the two men.

Yan Wushuang stood dumbly to one side, devoid of the courage to flee.

His pupils dilated as he saw the two Elders fall to the ground, his legs went weak, and he plunked down on the ground.

Long Fei shook his head and sighed lightly, "Look at you all, always resorting to violence. How good it would be if we could just talk it out."

Bai Jie’er rolled her eyes at him, thinking that this guy’s skin was hopelessly thick.

He killed people and still had the nerve to speak so nonchalantly.

He went over and burned the two Elders to ashes with a blaze.

Yan Wushuang, holding his head, begged continuously, "Don’t kill me, spare my life, I’ll do anything you ask."

This was a crushing blow by absolute strength; even if the Yan Family had power and authority, they were like pigs and dogs in the face of a threat to their lives.

The three of them took Yan Wushuang and left, while the Yan Family Disciples hiding in the security room had already seen the fight in the courtyard clearly.

They immediately alerted the family, and Clan Leader Yan Qingshan hurriedly convened the family to discuss the matter.

A group of people cursed, "Scoundrels, we never thought they’d really dare to come."

"If he dares to come to the Yan Family Ancestral Grounds, I, Yan Qinghong, will be the first not to spare him!"

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"What else could it be, obviously they want Wushuang to lead the way!"

"Nonsense, my Wushuang is a man of steel, how could he possibly lead the way for them?"

"Give me a break, with Wushuang’s physique, even a woman could knock him over, let alone having a steel-like constitution!"

"Say one more word about my son, and I’ll fight you to the death!"

"Come on then, who’s afraid of you!"

The group argued endlessly in the hall, giving Yan Qingshan a headache. He slapped the back of his chair and shouted for order, "Quiet down, the enemy is at our door and you’re fighting among yourselves. Every branch should immediately gather their people to form the battle formation. This time we must be united and kill this scoundrel. It’s either his death or ours!"

The family members all took a deep breath, feeling tremendous pressure.

Three days had passed, and they had thought Long Fei’s words were just a bluff, not expecting them to actually dare to come.

If they had known, they would never have provoked him in the first place.

Being pushed to this point now was truly a disgrace for the Yan Family.

Although everyone was panicked inside, after all, only two people had come from the other side.

Combined, the members of the various branches added up to more than a hundred people who could fight in formation, not to mention they had the Yan Family Ancestor to rely on.

With such a formidable force, they did not believe that Long Fei and Chu Feng could really turn the heavens upside down.

The Yan Family Ancestral Grounds were located north of the Capital City, in the Yan Mountain.

Since the time the Yan Family Ancestor, Yan Chixia, arrived in this place and multiplied, a thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye.

The Yan Family had now grown into a colossal entity, with hundreds of direct and collateral branches scattered around the world.

In the family, over ten thousand Registered Disciples practiced cultivation, and just the Inner Sect Disciples who had broken through to the Enlightenment Realm numbered in the hundreds.

The task of slaughtering Long Fei was entrusted to these Inner Sect Disciples to arrange the formations.

The grudge between the Yan Family and Long Fei had the cultivator families all over the place buzzing with excitement.

They had arrived at the Capital City early on, gathering around the Yan Family long before the sun came up.

Some came to watch the drama, some to loot amid the chaos, and some to opportunistically align themselves with the winner.

People gathered with various intentions, and by eight in the morning,

thousands of cultivators had congregated here, making it like a cultivators’ gathering.

Shen Feng, an Instructor from the Dragon Group, also arrived with his team; he had been ordered not to interfere in the infighting among cultivator families.

The directive from above was clear: as long as it did not affect the secular world, they could fight as much as they wanted.

Standing atop the mountain, Shen Feng, along with others, chose a good vantage point, watching the deadly formation laid down in the valley by the Yan Family. He felt a wave of emotion, secretly thinking that Long Fei’s audacity was beyond him.

To confront a cultivator family single-handedly was something unprecedented in a thousand years.

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