Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 58

The killers all looked at Greta at one with their breathing sped up.

“What a beauty…It’s been too long to see such a perfect woman…” Someone muttered with a not so fluent Chinese.

Eijiro was wearing an icy smile. Those beauties in Japan were far no match against Greta, just like leaves that set off the flower. Greta was the gorgeous flower and they were only a bunch of uncultured women without taste.

“Let’s go. You can do whatever you want when we take them back!” He stepped out of the suite and saw Leila who had fainted at the entrance. His eyes fell on her dainty figure. She had a nice body too, yet she had fainted away due to excessive blood loss when she was given a stab at the abdomen. Eijiro shook his head. This type of woman was hard to mess.

The gang passed through the corridor. They walked out of the lift and decided to walk casually out of the hotel from the main entrance. Silence prevailed across the hotel and every part of it was filled with strong smell of blood except the suites that were being occupied. Corpses that belonged to those who did not die in peace and broken limbs were scattered everywhere, depicting an utmost terrifying bloody scene. It was all the work of those from the Chiba Dojo in Japan. To them, those East Asia sick men deserved to die.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed at the main entrance of the hotel.

Eijiro stopped and his pupils shrank. It turned out he was not aware of the abrupt appearance of the comer at all.

“Who’s that?” With a roar, he shot a barrage of darts out with force. The comer tossed a touch of flame casually and it hit the dart down. As the flame dropped onto the ground, Eijiro was startled when he lowered his head and gazed at the floor because it was actually a cigarette butt! The comer had hit the sharp dart down effortlessly with a cigarette butt! How was that possible and how on earth did he do it?

“Who on earth are you?” Eijiro took one step forward and was surrounded by a powerful aura. The horrifying aura to kill intended to engulf and suffocate Maxwell. Eijiro was the ace in the one sword style of the imperial city and also the young heir of the Chiba Dojo. The number of those who died in his hands was too many to count and he was the most terrifying headsman of all time!

“Put my wife down.” The comer spoke slowly with a level voice. “Wife?” Eijiro threw a glimpse at Greta who was already drunk and unconscious, and let out a disdainful smile. “So she’s your wife?”

“Yes. Put her down, and disappear from my line of sight this instant,” Maxwell said calmly as if he was saying something extremely normal.

“How reckless.” Eijiro’s expression turned icy and at the same time, a man in black stepped out from his back and rushed towards Maxwell with a long blade at hand. Eijiro gazed at Maxwell once again. He was the young heir of the Chiba Dojo and how could he accept the order of an East Asia sick man?

The killer flashed and showed up before Maxwell’s eyes. As he was going to raise his blade, Maxwell suddenly gave a kick and slammed his foot straight onto the killer’s chest. With a loud bang, the killer flew backwards like a broken kite and crashed onto the counter. The horrifyingly immense force had made the counter cracked. Eijiro turned his head and his heart plummeted when he saw that. That killer had widened his eyes and was obviously killed by a single kick. How exactly large should a force be in order to accomplish that?

“Who on earth are you really?” Eijiro questioned once again with a gloomy expression. “I’m the son in law of the Sandoval family and the husband of Greta Sandoval.” Maxwell took out a cigarette airily. “Kill him---” Cold light glimmered on the long blade in Eijiro’s hand and the killers all rushed and surrounded Maxwell at once. Their movement was as fast as lightning and a war was about to break out amidst the stagnant air. Maxwell was at the centre of the typhoon which was composed of the frightening sharp blades, yet his eyes were still calm without any fear and he was actually simmering with contempt.

It was then a killer showed up from thin air at Maxwell’s back with a long blade that was about to pierce through him. The waving of the blade was silent and even the piercing sound through the air was so soft almost resembling the sound of a breeze. Maxwell leaned his body to the side and landed his fist on the comer’s face. The crispy breaking sound of the bone was heard and the comer’s nose bridge was broken easily like breaking a tofu.

“Die!” Another bunch of killers dashed towards Maxwell almost during the same time he launched the attack and the air was echoed with the killers’ frightening roar. Maxwell gave a hard push and one of the killers blocked the darts flying towards Maxwell with his chest. Maxwell counterattacked by swirling his leg and landed his knee hard on the killer’s lower abdomen. The killer’s organs were then instantly shattered into pieces by the intense vibration. “How could he have such a frightening speed and power? Is he a god?” One of the killers seemed greatly horrified. As swordsmen, they have attained the summit in terms of speed and could not be defeated, yet all the attacks they launched at Maxwell were repelled and had gone to no avail. Maxwell’s speed seemed to about to go against physics law and he was absolutely an existence that could not be imagined!

At the blink of an eye, the killers around Eijiro were all defeated and all these events took no more than half a minute. Eijiro was pulling a long face as the people he brought this time were all aces in the one sword style of the imperial city, yet each of them could not withstand even one attack from Maxwell. Who on earth is that man? There were even not many people of his kind at the overseas! A legend-like man had actually existed in China, the inferior and filthy land!