Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel 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.

"That guy's scary as hell!"

The expression on Linson's face grew even darker. He took a deep breath and tried to hold down his anger. "That's enough. Let's leave that be for now. Let's see if we can find a way out!"

Linson withdrew his longsword. He began thrashing around, trying to see if there was an exit.

The other five elders swallowed their anger and tried to think of a way to escape the formation.

Half an hour passed, and Linson and the five elders were still stuck in the wood formation.

……

Meanwhile, Darryl had left the stream he had trapped Linson and the other elders at and immediately soared off toward the Great East.

He had been gone for so long. He wondered how things were at that moment.

He also thought about Chester, Dax, and Yvette.

Darryl's urge to return only grew when he thought about his loved ones.