Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 660: Chapter 660 Teaching You How to Be a Good Dragon (1st Update)

Meanwhile.

An angry dragon’s roar echoed throughout the city, followed by a figure shooting straight up into the sky.

“Which Sword Cultivator dares to annihilate the members of my Heavenly Dragon Clan?”

As she spoke, the figure launched two consecutive palm strikes at Xue An.

They were so powerful that they seemed they could shake the moon.

But Xue An didn’t even give them a glance, instead turning to An Yan with a smile.

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“Yan’er, guess how long it will take me to defeat this guy?”

An Yan hesitated briefly before shaking her head, “I don’t know!”

As the palm wind reached them, An Yan called out worriedly, “Husband…”

Xue An didn’t even turn his head, simply waving his hand with an indifferent gesture.

The once ferocious palm wind immediately fizzled out and dissipated like smoke and clouds.

Seeing this, Long’Er’s heart sank, and a look of alarm flashed in her eyes.

She had just been sitting quietly in the room when she suddenly felt a mind-shaking Sword Intent envelop the entire city, cutting down countless demon ghosts in an instant.

These demon ghosts were members of the Heavenly Dragon Clan who had descended to the mortal realm with her, and now that they were annihilated, it naturally enraged Long’Er.

Therefore, she immediately flew into the high sky, not taking time to look carefully, and directly launched two palm strikes.

In Long’Er’s view, while ordinary Sword Cultivators have terrifying Sword Dao, their physical bodies are generally very weak.

Caught off guard, her two palms would undoubtedly severely injure them.

But what Long’Er didn’t expect was that the two angry palm strikes she launched were casually dispelled by the young man.

At this moment.

Long’Er stood in midair, constantly observing Xue An, her expression alternating between light and dark.

Because she kept feeling that this man looked very familiar.

Suddenly.

She remembered the images reported to her by the dragon-shaped demon ghosts.

The person who killed the Dragon Slave Hong Ming also seemed to be a young man, and although the image was blurry and unclear, it matched the man before her quite closely.

At that moment, Xue An turned his head and smiled at her.

“You’re Long’Er?”

Long’Er nodded slightly, her expression becoming serious, “Yes! But I don’t know which Sword Cultivator you are, and why you would annihilate the members of my Heavenly Dragon Clan?”

In The Multiverse Realms, strength speaks loudest.

Xue An had now won Long’Er’s respect with his own strength.

“Your members?” Xue An pointed to the city beneath his feet and said indifferently, “So, the massacre of the mortals was also by your command?”

Long’Er was slightly taken aback, then responded somewhat dismissively, “As a Golden Immortal yourself, why would you care about a group of ant-like mortals?”

As she spoke, a sincere smile appeared on Long’Er’s face, “I was hot-headed just now when I struck, and I hope for your understanding! If you are willing, the Heavenly Dragon Clan would like to form an alliance with you. We can advance and retreat together in the chaos of the mortal world, striving for greater interests, how about it?”

Seeing how formidable Xue An was, Long’Er intended to forge an alliance.

After all, Sword Cultivators are universally acknowledged in The Multiverse as the most lethal force.

Allying with the Heavenly Dragon Clan’s cause could be greatly beneficial for future endeavors.

“Oh? You want to form an alliance with me? But I’ve just slaughtered so many of your members!” Xue An said indifferently.

Long’Er smiled faintly, the waves in her phoenix eyes shimmering, “If you are willing, then what does it matter about a mere group of members? They can always be sent down again.”

This was indeed what Long’Er had in mind, and these demon ghosts were originally just cannon fodder on the battlefield, disposable as far as she was concerned. Even if they all died, Long’Er would not grieve for them.

As for the Dragon Slave named Hong Ming, he was not worth mentioning.

If she could attract a powerhouse like Xue An, then all this would be worth it.

Xue An laughed when he heard her.

“If you’re Long’Er, do you have a sister named Long Da?”

Long’Er was startled, not understanding why Xue An was asking this, but still nodded, “Yes, but she’s not my brother, she’s my sister! We are nine siblings!”

Xue An nodded, “Indeed, dragons really do spawn nine offspring!”

“Your Excellency….” Long’Er was about to say something more.

Xue An’s smile grew colder, “Not understanding family planning and having so many offspring is one thing, but even daring to reach for the mortal world, you think there’s nobody who can subdue you all?”

“You….” Long’Er’s face darkened.

“What ‘you’? Today, I’m going to teach you how to be an obedient dragon!”

Xue An stepped forward, traversing the void, and appeared right in front of Long’Er.

Long’Er was now completely enraged, “Refusing the toast only to drink a forfeit, courting death!”

As he spoke, he hurled several palm strikes.

Xue An let out a cold laugh, before Long’Er’s palm wind could reach him, he raised his hand and struck out with his own palm.

Smack.

A crisp sound echoed across the heavens and earth, Long’Er was slapped away by Xue An and fell directly to the ground, crashing into a tall building.

This scene was precisely witnessed by Shi Dong, who was standing on the rooftop of the Shi Family building.

He had just sensed an unbearably sharp Sword Intent descending upon the provincial city, setting off a wave of panic in his heart.

Impossible, it absolutely couldn’t be that person!

He’s long dead; how could he possibly return?

He comforted himself repeatedly with various reasons, then quietly climbed to the rooftop of his building.

When he saw the person in the sky, Shi Dong couldn’t help but feel dizzy.

His entire body shuddered uncontrollably.

It really was him!

He couldn’t believe he had actually returned!

Fear and anger mingled in Shi Dong’s heart, his mind in total chaos.

It was at this moment that Long’Er took the stage.

To Shi Dong, who was like a drowning man grasping at straws, he prayed devoutly that Miss Long’Er would defeat this Xue An.

But it seemed as if even the Deity dared not answer his prayers, as just a few sentences later, Long’Er was slapped away by Xue An.

How could this not terrify Shi Dong?

Just then, the building that had been shattered on one floor suddenly trembled violently.

Then, a rage-filled draconic roar could be heard.

The rooftop suddenly shattered, and a Giant Dragon’s head poked out from it, its body coiled around the tall building like a pillar.

Tears of excitement streamed down Shi Dong’s face, “May the Buddha bless us, let Miss Long’Er swallow Xue An whole!”

He muttered his prayers.

The now-revealed Long’Er roared angrily, her body compressing like a spring and then suddenly lurching towards Xue An.

This charged attack, brimming with boundless power, made the entire city tremble.

An Yan couldn’t help but turn pale, “Husband….”

Xue An smiled faintly and said calmly, “Yan’er, fancy some Dragon Liver?”

“Hm?”

“I used to be sick of it, but now I suddenly feel like tasting it again wouldn’t be so bad!”

Having said that, a radiant light shone from Xue An’s eyes.

He then raised his fist and launched a punch towards the oncoming Giant Dragon.

This punch, aiming high and striking low, landed squarely on the forehead of the approaching Long’Er.

Crack.

Then there was a crisp sound.

Xue An’s arm completely penetrated Long’Er’s forehead, piercing into her head.

Long’Er let out a painful howl, her enormous body struggling and thrashing in the air, trying to break free.