The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chen Hao brought people to attack!

Ling Hao had a flash of killing intent in his eyes: "Chen Hao, originally we had no quarrels, but by coming here today, you are forcing a life-and-death battle between our two clans! I’ll give you a chance to reconsider!"

"I spit on that!"

Chen Hao cursed loudly, and heavily slashed down with his Demon Blade.

Bang!

A strike of Sword Qi was released, slashing the Demon Hall like a rainbow.

After a rumbling sound, the massive Demon Hall was split in half, and the terrified servants ran out.

"Surround them!"

Ling Hao shouted sharply.

"Yes!"

The crowd quickly took out Demon Artifacts, swiftly surrounding Chen Hao and his men.

"Chen Hao, for the sake of three guests, you want to start a war with our Ling Family? Do you still see me as a Demon Minister?"

Ling Hao was also furious.

He flew towards Chen Hao, and with a shake of his hand, he already held a Demon Sword.

In mid-air, he performed a set of Demon Sword Techniques.

Swish swish swish swish swish!

Ling Hao stabbed out five Sword Auras, blasting towards Chen Hao.

"Mere tricks!"

Chen Hao sneered coldly, not retreating but advancing instead. But Yang Tian, on the side, understood very well that the five Sword Auras Ling Hao displayed were refined with five souls.

These five souls had powerful cultivation, and the Demon Breath within them was similar to the Demonic Technique practiced by Ling Hao.

Surely, these five souls should be Ling Hao’s ancestors.

Using his ancestors’ souls to refine into a set of Demon Sword Techniques, its power was extremely formidable.

Bang!

Chen Hao cut down with his blade, but quickly realized something was wrong. The five Sword Auras shot out from Ling Hao’s sword, unstoppable, directly shattered Chen Hao’s Demon Blade.

This made Chen Hao’s eyes flash with a trace of shock: "Ling Hao, what is this sword technique called? Why have I never seen it? Doesn’t your Ling Family only have one set of Swordsmanship?"

"That’s right, our Ling Family indeed only has one set of Ling Swordsmanship!"

Ling Hao replied coldly.

"But what you showcased isn’t the Ling Swordsmanship! I’ve witnessed it before, and it wasn’t this powerful!"

Chen Hao said with a gloomy expression.

"Haha..." Ling Hao laughed heartily: "I’ve already infused my family’s ancestors’ souls into the sword technique; you’re not just facing me, but our entire Ling Clan’s ancestors!"

"What?!"

Chen Hao’s expression changed drastically.

He couldn’t imagine that Ling Hao had infused his ancestors’ souls into the sword technique.

No wonder its power is so overwhelming.

For a moment, Chen Hao’s face turned somber.

"Get lost!"

Ling Hao coldly exclaimed and retracted the sword technique. But at this moment, Chen Hao suddenly grabbed a Demon Soldier, shattered it with a slap, and turned it into a stream of Demon Breath to strike Ling Hao.

"You’re courting death!"

Ling Hao was furious, swinging the Demon Sword, continually thrusting and stabbing.

But soon, his expression drastically changed: "Chen Hao, what have you done? Why are these Demon Breaths invading my Demon Sword?"

"This is precisely the unique Demon Breath of the Chen Family! You infused your Ling Family’s five ancestors’ souls into the sword technique, and now I’ll use Chen’s Demon Breath to wipe out your entire family!"

Chen Hao burst into loud laughter.

Ling Hao’s face was furious, but gradually, he became extremely anxious.

Because Chen Hao’s Demon Breath continually devoured his Demon Sword, he could feel the five souls sealed inside the Demon Sword struggling restlessly, about to break out...

In an instant, he panicked: "This is trouble; if those souls break free, everyone here will be annihilated!"

"Aren’t these your Ling Family’s ancestors? How could they cause annihilation? Haha..."

Chen Hao laughed triumphantly.

"Chen Hao, take back the Demon Breath immediately!" Ling Hao urged anxiously: "Back then, our Ling Family’s five ancestors aimed to benefit future generations, infusing their souls into the sword technique, sealed in the Demon Sword. They warned us if the seal is undone, everyone would die!"

"That’s your Ling Family’s business, has nothing to do with us!" said Chen Hao, waving a big hand: "We got our revenge, let’s go!"

They were about to leave, but Yang Tian snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the Celestial Emperor stepped forward.

His figure flickered, already standing before Chen Hao, and with a heavy slap, he shattered Chen Hao’s skull.

Then, he forcibly extracted Chen Hao’s soul.

Whether in the Divine Realm or the Demon Realm, Martial Artists possess Seven Souls and Six Spirits.

The Celestial Emperor extracted five spirits from Chen Hao’s soul, and with a swoosh, sealed them into the Demon Sword in Ling Hao’s hand.

Bang!

Instantly, the Demon Sword in Ling Hao’s hand began to burn.

The Demon Breath that was devouring souls was rapidly refined by the five spirits, and with a wave of the Celestial Emperor’s hand, the five spirits retreated.

"The Demon Breath has been extracted!"

Ling Hao’s eyes were filled with shock.

Bang!

The Celestial Emperor directly shattered the five spirits, and the Demon Breath dispersed.

"I never imagined you could crack my Demon Breath... I’m not resigned..."

In the sky, Chen Hao’s painful wailing echoed, but soon, his remaining spirits scattered, dying a complete death, while the surrounding Demon Soldiers were terrified, fleeing in panic.

Having done all this, the Celestial Emperor quietly landed behind Yang Tian.

"Thank you, Hero Yang!"

Ling Hao said excitedly.

Yang Tian did not pay attention to Ling Hao but looked up towards the top of the hall: "Come out."

"Someone’s here?"

Ling Hao was surprised by Yang Tian’s words, instinctively looked up, and saw an elder standing on top of the hall.

Seeing this elder, his face changed: "Locust Demon, why are you here?"

The elder had come tracking the Demon Saint’s Spiritual Breath; he’d been standing there for a long time, also witnessing the battle below, clearly aware of the terrifying power of the Celestial Emperor among the crowd below.

Though Ling Hao’s sword technique was strong, the true strength was from that Celestial Emperor.

Seeing the Celestial Emperor standing respectfully behind Yang Tian, he couldn’t help but scrutinize Yang Tian: "Boy, who are you? Why have I never seen you before."

"Lord Locust Demon, this is precisely the guest I just accepted; his name is Yang Mojie..."

Ling Hao swiftly and respectfully spoke.

But Locust Demon didn’t even look at Ling Hao, instead, he glanced at Yang Tian, and seriously said: "I see you’re quite talented; following Ling Hao won’t bring you any prospects. How about this, become my guest, and I will treat you like my own son!"

"Not interested."

Yang Tian responded indifferently.

"Oh?" Locust Demon’s face changed slightly, he suddenly descended: "If that’s the case, don’t blame me for washing this place with blood!"

"Lord Locust Demon, do not get angry, do not get angry, we can discuss anything carefully..."

Ling Hao approached respectfully.

But Locust Demon kicked him, sending Ling Hao flying seven meters away.

Ling Hao dared not utter a word, quickly got up, put on a smile: "Lord Locust Demon, these three are my guests, you are the lord, consider it giving me a little face..."

"Hmph!" Locust Demon sneered: "I found that the Demon Saint’s Spiritual Breath is here, your Ling Family has a lot of nerve, daring to secretly harbor the Demon Saint’s Spiritual Breath? I will report to the Demon King at once, and have your Ling Family executed!"

"What?!"

Ling Hao’s face changed dramatically...