My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 887

Felicity and Melody were calling Nash’s name in the rubble.

Bladesman and the unkempt old man were fighting the ghoul overlord.

Boris turned into a black shadow and rushed toward Felicity and Melody like a tiger let out of its cage.

Buzz!

The atmosphere before Jasper trembled as he slashed at Boris with a dagger in his hand.

“You should know your place…”

Boris had already sensed that his cultivation was only at the Profound Reality Realm, so he blasted him away with his palm.

Jasper staggered strangely and vanished.

Boris looked around, but there was no sight of him. It was like he disappeared into the night.

Just as he was about to go after Felicity and Melody, Jasper snuck up on him.

Boris punched the air and uttered angrily, “Come out and fight me if you dare. What’s the point of being a coward?”

On the treetops in the distance, a dark silhouette stood there proudly. With a smirk, he said, “You’re in the Mystique Loyalty Realm, and I’m in the Profound Reality Realm, but do you really want to fight me?”

Boris squinted. “Who are you?”

There were only a few in the entire world of martial arts who could master such speed.

“Jasper ‘the Wolf’ Powell!”

The figure on the treetops spoke softly.

With a slight tap of his toe, the branch bent ever so slightly, providing just enough bounce to propel himself toward Boris.

The dagger in his hands emitted a cold shine, and Boris felt a sense of danger. How could a martial artist in the Profound Reality Realm bring about such a sense of danger for him?

Boris grunted and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he unleashed dozens of punches around the rapidly approaching Jasper.

He retreated embarrassedly until he was over 200 meters away.

“Boris, I’ll come save you!”

Peter ran over with an afterimage and stuck a talisman onto Boris’s back.

Boris wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clenched his fist as he ran toward the unkempt old man.

He was several times faster than before.

With the help of the talisman, Boris quickly turned the tables and fought neck and neck with the unkempt old man.

Sand and rocks flew with the constant rumbling of fists. Trees and boulders were falling from Sigur Cliff, tearing the ground apart.

The ground on top of Sigur Cliff was scorched black. Bladesman Divus and the ghoul overlord were fighting fiercely.

Without the help of the unkempt old man, Bladesman Divus was obviously no match for the ghoul overlord, and his martial arts attire was soon scratched by the ghoul overlord’s claws.