The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard Chapter 1882: If We Lose, the Northern Mystic Sect Will Be O

Enzo Heath sneered, "Accept it, why not? I also want to see just how powerful your Heavenly Alliance really is, to dare to be so arrogant!"

Ricky Butler smiled, "Don’t you want to kill mbers of our Heavenly Alliance? I’m standing right in front of you now, giving you a chance, can you seize it?"

Enzo Heath was about to rise to greet the battle, but an old man with white hair beside him floated up first.

"Where is it that the Sect Master goes to fight first? Wait until their Alliance Hierarch cos out, and then it won’t be too late for you. I’ll take this fight!"

Enzo Heath nodded, "Junior Brother, be careful. Since this guy dares to stand out, his strength must be extraordinary."

The old man with white hair nodded, "I’ll first test his capabilities."

The old man with white hair soared up, "Yang Left Envoy, is it? Co, I’ll battle you."

Ricky Butler said coldly, "Na yourself, I don’t kill the naless."

The old man with white hair raged, "Northern Mystic Sect, Kylen Jas."

Ricky Butler nodded, speaking lightly, "After this battle, you will be a dead dragon!"

"Arrogant!"

Kylen Jas roared in anger, summoning his magical treasure, a Nine Sections Steel Whip, carrying the sound of storm and thunder, smashing towards Ricky Butler.

Kylen Jas, a Peak Heavenly Immortal, at this move, the skies and clouds changed, wild winds surged, golden light stretched for a hundred miles, the montum was terrifying.

Ricky Butler summoned a small tower, instantly enlarging it, eting the steel whip head-on.

"Boom!"

The sky seed to crumble directly, the ground tumbling, shattering, everything within a vast range was totally destroyed.

Kylen Jas’s face turned pale, a look of shock on his face.

So strong!

Ricky Butler didn’t give Kylen Jas a chance to react, the small tower, like a mountain, fiercely continued to smash towards Kylen Jas.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Ugh!"

After several consecutive strikes, Kylen Jas could no longer resist, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and with the blood spray, his aura deflated like a balloon being punctured.

The Colossal Tower did not pause, continuing its crush.

The Nine Sections Steel Whip broke directly in the middle, the Colossal Tower’s remaining montum undiminished, crashing again onto Kylen Jas’s body.

Kylen Jas’s body burst open in half.

The Colossal Tower rose again, intending to launch one final strike.

A saber light slashed through heaven and earth, striking directly on the Colossal Tower, emitting a thunderous sound of impact, causing nurous cultivators to feel like they had been struck in the brain with an invisible club, with so even bleeding from the mouth, their Primordial Spirits developing cracks.

Kylen Jas, using this mont, dragged his broken body, instantly distancing himself from Ricky Butler, retreating to the Northern Mystic Sect camp.

Enzo Heath gripped his War Saber, his expression hardened, "This round, we admit defeat!"

Ricky Butler laughed heartily, watching Kylen Jas’s back, "Consider yourself lucky, or you would’ve been utterly obliterated, body and soul!"

Enzo Heath floated up, "I shall be your opponent."

Ricky Butler laughed out loud, "Is this going to be a wheel battle? Alright then, seeing as you are the Sect Master of the Northern Mystic Sect, I’ll accept, but since it’s a match, there should be so stakes, shouldn’t there?"

Enzo Heath said solemnly, "What are the stakes?"

Ricky Butler squinted, "I see that the environnt of the Northern Mystic Sect is quite nice. How about this, if you lose, it shows that the Northern Mystic Sect is no more than this, famous but not in truth, so don’t keep a position among the Top Ten Immortal Sects, pack up and and give your sect to our Heavenly Alliance, since we happen to lack a place to settle."

Enzo Heath’s face changed slightly, he could understand now the other’s plan was to make an example, and the Northern Mystic Sect was the chosen example!

Enzo Heath is indeed the strongest in Northern Mystic Sect, but seeing how Ricky Butler defeated Kylen Jas just now, his strength completely overwheld Kylen, he absolutely is an Immortal Monarch!

The Left and Right Envoys, the Three Kings, Four Ghosts, Five Independent Practitioners, Ten Great Blood Envoys, among them, the White Cloth Blood Envoy is the renowned and powerful Immortal Monarch of the Four Seas, by that logic, could these people all possess the power of an Immortal Monarch?

If so, the strength of this Heavenly Alliance is too overwhelming, who could withstand it?

Not to ntion the Northern Mystic Sect couldn’t withstand it, even the Celestial Palace might not be able to withstand it!

While Enzo Heath hesitated, Ricky Butler laughed mockingly, "What’s the matter, don’t dare to take the challenge?"

Enzo Heath said solemnly, "As Northern Mystic Sect’s Sect Master, I certainly must be responsible for Northern Mystic Sect. Northern Mystic Sect is filled with strong individuals, how could I alone represent it? If you defeat , and expect Northern Mystic Sect to make space for you, I fear that’s sowhat unreasonable?"

Enzo Heath’s words have faintly fallen to a disadvantage, because it was obvious that Ricky Butler had the confidence of certain victory, whereas Enzo Heath did not.

However, the crowd understood what Enzo Heath said, although the most famous is that strongest person, the banner holder of the sect, a sect truly needs countless strong people gathered to beco a truly awe-inspiring sect.

White Crane Immortal Sect once produced a peerless genius like Bank Austin, who’s fa resounded throughout the entire Thunder Immortal Realm, but it’s Bank Austin who is famous, not the White Crane Immortal Sect.

People revered Bank Austin, but they did not revere the White Crane Immortal Sect.

Ricky Butler laughed, "Right, you have a point. So, how about this, you bring out your five strongest people, and we’ll bring out five, three victories out of five battles. If you lose even in this setup, you’ll have nothing more to say, right?"