The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5259

Preston was moving at a breakneck pace at the time. From afar, he appears to be a falling meteor, so bright and eye-catching. He said arrogantly, "Kid! You won't have any regrets about dying by my ultimate technique."

From Preston's point of view, there was no way Darryl could avoid the strike. Darryl was already a dead man to him.

Darryl smiled and did not react.

"Brother Darryl!" Lindsey almost burst into tears. She yelled and tried to sprint toward Darryl, but her legs were as heavy as steel from the terrifying sword aura. She was unable to move at all.

In the next second, Preston struck at Darryl with the terrifying breath from the sword. Instantly, ashes and smoke appeared where Darryl was standing. Preston hovered in mid-air above the ashes and smokes, holding the Great Sword behind his back. He had a distant expression on his face.

'That guy had a special and unique thought in swordsmanship. It was quite a pity for a talented person like him to die. He should not have offended me in the first place. Besides, I gave him many chances before that.'

'What!' Lindsey stood there, dumbfounded, staring at the ashes and smokes in front of her. Her mind could not stop whirring. She had been sleeping in the underground city for thousands of years. Darryl did not come to her aid until recently. He was the closest person she had in the world. They even struck a deal for Darryl to bring her to the Pure Yang Division.

It never occurred to her that Darryl would die violently there. The more Lindsey thought about it, the sadder she became. At that point, she could not hold her tears in anymore. She started crying. "Brother Darryl, please don't die. What will I do if you die?" She dropped onto the floor crying, and she looked very pitiful.

"Huh?" Preston frowned when he saw how upset Lindsey was. She did not look like she was pretending. 'Maybe I misunderstood that guy. He did not seem to be controlling the girl, and he had rescued her. So he was not eyeing the mysterious cultivation method from Heavenly Secret Palace? If that's the truth, then I killed the wrong person.'

"Silly girl, I promised to bring you to the Pure Yang Division. Why do you think I will die so easily?" Preston was thinking to himself when he heard a soft voice from behind him.

Darryl smiled but said nothing. He raised his hand slowly.

Suddenly, Preston realized something was not right. He turned around to see Darryl's wooden stick, which he had been holding since the beginning, was aimed at his heart. Even though it was only a wooden stick, Preston could sense a sharp and fierce sword aura emanating from it. Darryl only needed to send a brainwave, and that wooden stick would pierce Preston's heart vein.

'He…he could control the sword with his brainwave? And that is not a real sword, just a wooden stick!' Preston was stunned. He no longer regarded Darryl with arrogance. Darryl had impressed and terrified him.

"Time to admit your defeat," Darryl said with a smile.

Preston took a deep breath and embarrassedly nodded his head. "Your swordsmanship is incredible. I'm impressed and ashamed of myself."