Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1353: Treat Others the Way They Treat You

The bone sword, upon being unsheathed, ignited like a torch!

Curling around it were ethereal blue ghost flames and a layer of barely visible black smoke.

Julius Reed wielded the hellish sword, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

A grandmaster of the Path of Weaponry could rival a tyrant in battle.

But most martial artists of the Path are mere half-measures.

At least up to now, Julius Reed had not encountered a grandmaster who had fully mastered the Path of Weaponry.

The man before him, Lyman Davenport, was likewise a mediocrity.

A bottle not filled, sloshing about loosely.

"All the weapons in the world obey my command!" At this moment, Lyman Davenport was completely focused, oblivious to the anomaly in front of him.

He closed his eyes tightly, slowly spreading his hands, and his body actually began to float in the air!

At the Grandmaster level, one can sense heaven and earth and control Qi.

One who follows the Path of Weaponry could even manipulate all manner of weapons in the world!

"Sword, come!"

Lyman Davenport shouted loudly, his right hand fiercely reaching forward!

Buzz!

The longswords in the hands of the henchmen from the Seventh Route began to tremble uncontrollably!

"What’s going on!"

"The sword in my hand feels like it’s being pulled away by some force!"

"I’m losing control of it!"

Faced with this sudden situation, many were thrown into panic.

"Attack!" Nicholas Pendleton was the first to react.

He grabbed a hidden weapon box from a nearby henchman, about to aim it!

Crack!

But the body of the hidden weapon box began to warp!

"Haha! Ignorant fools, daring to show off in front of me!" Lyman Davenport laughed wildly, his eyes fixed on Nicholas Pendleton: "Think you can use weapons without my permission?"

The words had just been spoken!

Nicholas Pendleton immediately threw the hidden weapon box away!

Whoosh!

The next moment.

Several unfortunate souls lay in pools of blood.

"Do you know what it means for one man to suppress an army?" Lyman Davenport spoke arrogantly and confidently!

With an air of arrogance!

He floated three meters in the air, like a deity!

"You, the Seventh Route, didn’t even send a grandmaster warrior. I am very disappointed!" Lyman Davenport’s hands suddenly lifted!

Suddenly, his complexion turned slightly pale.

"Not enough strength, yet still trying to force it?" Julius Reed quietly watched his performance.

A warrior of the Path of Weaponry needs sufficient strength to control various weapons.

Lyman Davenport, lacking strength, was naturally struggling.

Buzz!

The trembling sound of blades intensified.

But it seemed, this was already the limit.

Lyman Davenport was also well aware of this, so he quickly gave up, ready to behead!

Killing Nicholas Pendleton, the Seventh Route would disintegrate.

Behind Lyman Davenport, the henchmen of the Seventh Route had already boarded trucks and were rapidly approaching. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"No more play?"

The bone sword in Julius Reed’s hand had been extinguished, revealing its slightly yellowed original bone.

"First, your head!"

Lyman Davenport had already noticed the man before him, merely thinking of commanding "Sword, come!", to unsheathe thousands of longswords from the Seventh Route, and then behead him!

But unexpectedly, his body could not withstand it.

Now he had changed his mind, deciding to kill the man before him first, then kill Nicholas Pendleton!

"Sword, come!" Lyman Davenport reached out through the air with his right hand!

"Go!"

Julius Reed pushed out the bone sword smoothly!

At the moment of release, a surge of evil Qi was directly injected into it!

The ghostly fire blazed once again!

"Today, I will use your sword to decapitate you!" Lyman Davenport laughed wildly, his right hand fiercely grasping the hellish sword!

Whirl!

But the moment his fingers touched the hellish sword, he felt excruciating pain!

Immediately thereafter, his fingers began to burn!

Flesh dissolved, bones turned to ashes!

"No!"

Cold sweat streamed down Lyman Davenport’s forehead incessantly.

"Come!" In a dire moment, his left hand fiercely reached forward!

Swish!

A longsword flew out from the waist of a henchman from the Seventh Route, landing in his hand!

Spurt!

Without any hesitation, Lyman Davenport chopped at his right arm!

A hero severing his own limb!

If not cease, then die!

Clatter!

A severed arm lies on the ground, still engulfed in ghostly blue flames.

In less than three seconds, the arm turns to ashes.

The hellish sword too, falls to the ground.

Reverting to its original form.

Lyman Davenport falls from the sky, his left hand fiercely slapping the amputated wound!

The bleeding visibly slows, eventually stopping.

"Young Master!"

Behind him, the followers of the Seventh Route quickly surround him.

"Scram!" Lyman Davenport shouts furiously, his eyes fixating on the man in front of him.

This is a profound disgrace!

"Who are you!"

Lyman Davenport asks through gritted teeth.

"The North Sea’s General, Solaris Grove." Julius Reed nods satisfactorily as the followers of the Seventh Route increase in number.

He dislikes trouble and wishes to end this all at once.

"Solaris Grove? Hah." Lyman Davenport narrows his eyes and coldly says, "Unexpectedly, the people of The North Sea resort to such despicable means! Indeed, a fleeing court from a fallen country has nothing good to offer!"

"Despicable means?" Julius Reed is taken aback at first, but then he realizes.

Lyman Davenport, in his ignorance, must have thought that the hellish sword was a hidden weapon.

"Move aside! I want to duel with him!" Lyman Davenport, with one arm severed, has a complexion pale as paper.

But what’s most hurt is his dignity!

With his shout,

The surrounding followers of the Seventh Route consciously step aside.

No one dares to disobey Mr. Casey’s word.

"How do you plan to kill him?" Lillian Tompson asks, as if watching a play.

"To kill personally and emotionally!"

Julius Reed slightly smiles, watching Lyman Davenport about ten steps away, and slowly closes his eyes.

"Playing tricks!"

Slash!

Lyman Davenport draws a longsword from the waist of a Seventh Route follower, charging like a hurricane!

"Manifest!" Julius Reed whispers.

Whoosh!

In an instant, hundreds of longswords are unsheathed!

Hanging in the air like a formation.

Leap!

The charging Lyman Davenport freezes.

With empty hands, he raises his head to the sky.

The sword in his hand has already flown out just now!

"Impossible!"

Looking at the hundreds of flashing silver longswords above his head, his heart nearly collapses!

Is this...

Path of Weaponry?

Even the weapon in his hand can be taken away?

"Fall."

Julius Reed whispers again.

Whoosh!

Hundreds of silver swords descend like shooting stars.

Stabbing into the ground.

Lyman Davenport in the center has turned into a hedgehog.

"Path of Weaponry?" With these final doubts, Lyman Davenport dies.

"Path of Weaponry?" Lillian Tompson asks as well.

"Overbearing." Julius Reed closes his eyes.

"Overbearing, yet I practice it too; why didn’t I know of this effect?" Lillian Tompson persistently inquires.

To have more conversation topics with the Holy Master, she, as a woman, even practiced the Overbearing Path.

If it weren’t for the Yin Qi in her black wooden bracelet suppressing it, she would have already died from the invasion of the Overbearing Qi.

"You and the person who just died are no different, only understanding the surface." After saying this, Julius Reed spreads his hands widely!

Whoosh!

Countless arrow feathers suddenly hang before him.

"Draw the bow!"

Julius Reed shouts loudly.

He leans his body back, making the gesture of pulling a bow!

And the arrows in the air truly begin to slowly move backwards.

"Run!"

Someone shouts, and the leaderless followers of the Seventh Route start running!

"Go!" Julius Reed releases his hands.

A rain of arrows fill the sky.

Descending like a tide.