My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1301

Previously, it was the Palmer Martial Alliance. Seeing that the

Southern Martial Alliance had only been established in the past few days, Abinech must have broken through to the Profound Oriental Realm only recently.

It was likely that his breakthrough to the Profound Oriental Realm was also with the help of the Church of the Netherworld.

With his gold core suppressed, Nash was so suffocated that he could hardly breathe. Even his eyes were rolling back in his head. Abinech _exerted a little force, sending a stream of spiritual power into his

body, which caused him to faint. Then, he tucked Nash under his arm

and left.

Just as he surged up to an altitude of 8,000 meters, he saw a graceful figure standing in the clouds. “Is she from the Sage Mantle Sect?” Abinech’s brows furrowed.

The woman glanced at Nash tucked under Abinech’s arm, and a look of disdain flashed in her eyes. “You won’t be taking him away.”

Abinech scoffed. “That depends on whether you can stop me!” He then immediately disappeared into thin air.

The woman from the Sage Mantle Sect frowned slightly and raised her hand in a gesture. A thousand meters away, Abinech flicked his sleeve backward. Their powers collided in the air, blasting a huge hole in the cloud layer. Then, they flickered in and out of visibility.

The clouds at an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters surged wildly.

Abinech’s expression turned grim. He had just broken through to the

had not even stabilized himself

was even more of a hindrance. He wanted to escape but could not.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a black longsword from his storage ring and charged at the woman in green.

“Skyfire Talisman!”

transformed into

ablaze.

“Skythunder Talisman!”

threw it. The talisman turned

roaring toward Abinech.

rolled through the sky, accompanied

strange phenomena.

were engaged in a fierce battle. When they felt the terrifying aura emanating from the Profound Oriental Realm fighters, they stopped

toward the distant sky in shock and

consciousness only to hear the whooshing sound in his ears. Opening his eyes, he

at high speed. With his gold core

him in pieces. He was toast.

Master Nash, son

one known as the Smiling Grim Reaper – about to end up a smear of flesh on the ground?

the Mystique Loyalty seal on his gold

avail.

only 500 meters from the ground, a gust of wind assailed him. It