The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 4337

Chapter 4337

"Cut his legs off!"

Blinded with fury, Linson did not hesitate any further. He clutched his long sword and charged forward.

Linson wanted nothing more than to kill Darryl immediately. However, the Sect Master had told them to bring the man back alive, so they could only cut off his legs to vent their anger.

At the same time, the other elders rushed into the wood formation as well.

Darryl smiled to himself when he saw them rush into the formation. He was greatly amused.

They were the Sword Sect's six elders-how could they be so ignorant? A bit of provocation was enough to get them to charge into the formation.

'You little b*stard!"

Humiliation washed over Linson as he saw Darryl's smile. He roared, "How can you still smile when you're about to die? Do you think you'll be able to take us down with just some tree trunks? You're far too naive."

As he spoke, Linson's internal energy exploded. He moved to cut Darryl's legs off, and the other five elders moved with him. Yet, the sight that beheld them left them in great shock.

Linson was stunned when he realized that the tree trunks were moving as if they were alive. He had been pretty close to Darryl, but the trunks seemed to be able to have a life of their own, coming between him and Darryl.

What was going on?

That was creepy as hell.

At the same time, sweat was beading at the other five elders' foreheads as they tried to contain their shock.

What was that?

Those were mere tree trunks. How did they move on their own as if they were under a spell?

Amidst their shock, Linson exchanged glances with the elders before continuing to attack Darryl. Yet, the more they panicked, the more the trunks seemed to increase in speed. Finally, they got dizzy from all of that.

'That's not right!"

Finally, Linson stopped to glower at Darryl, a few meters from him. He spat, 'The b*stard has laid down a formation. He has trapped US."

A formation?

The other five elders froze in shock. They stared intently at Darryl; their brains buzzed blankly. That was unbelievable.

Who was that guy? His sword skills were otherworldly, and he also knew of other cultivation methods.

They had never heard of anyone like that before.

Darryl emerged from the wood formation. He glanced at Linson as condescension was written all over his features. He grinned. "You guessed right, Elders. That is a wood formation, but I'm afraid you found that out a little too late."

"I have something to do, so I'll be off now. I hope we meet again if fate allows it! Bye!"

As his final word rang through the air, Darryl laughed and turned to leave.

Motherf*cker!

Linson was about to go ballistic with rage. He roared, "Don't look so pleased, you b*stard! A simple wooden formation like this is hardly enough to hold us down. We'll get you one day!"

Their roars sounded through the air endlessly, but Darryl ignored them. He disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Linson was furious. He slammed a fist onto one of the tree trunks, his face an ugly shade of red.

He had thought that attacking with all six Sword Sect elders would make it easier to take that man down. He did not expect to be trapped by a few tree trunks.

How humiliating!

At the same time, the other five elders could not contain their shock and fury.

"F*ck, we let him go!"