The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 669: I Just Need a Piece of Wood Core, I’ll Use You to Make Up the Number_1

Chapter 669: Chapter 669: I Just Need a Piece of Wood Core, I’ll Use You to Make Up the Number_1

Carson Flores didn’t know how many times he had released the Fire Dragon. The Spiritual Energy that had been fully stored in the Water-Fire Mirror was now at its end. Francisco Smith’s Flying Swords were reduced to a mere few, and the golden glow of the Ancient Bell in Killian Jaramillo’s hand was about to collapse.

After releasing the final Fire Dragon, Carson put away the Water-Fire Mirror, and the Three Provinces Sword appeared in his hand.

"Run out of tricks, have you? Die!"

The voice of the tree demon was filled with frenzy. She found it hard to believe she could kill a Mid-Nascent Soul cultivator as easily as slaughtering a dog, yet she had suffered such heavy losses at the hands of these three Golden Core Stage whelps, especially that mirror, which had repeatedly inflicted severe wounds and greatly diminished her strength.

A Nascent Soul Pinnacle being unable to kill a mere Golden Core Initial Stage cultivator, and even ending up half-crippled?

She hated Carson Flores to the extreme.

Countless branches and roots shot towards Carson like flying spears, with numerous tendrils following closely behind like serpents.

Despair was written all over the faces of Killian Jaramillo and Francisco Smith, whereas Carson’s expression was as hard and cold as iron.

Sword light suddenly blossomed.

The Three Provinces Sword instantly transformed into clusters of sword blooms, points of light, and collided with the oncoming branches and roots in a flash.

Branches shattered.

Roots shattered.

Tendrils shattered.

Everything that touched the Three Provinces Sword completely broke apart!

One sword, within three feet, nothing could enter!

Those that did were all shattered!

Killian Jaramillo looked on in shock at the sword light in front of Carson. Wasn’t that the exclusive Three-foot Sword Veil of Delaney Hunter, the Peak Master of Flying Waterfall Mountain Peak?

Carson actually mastered it?

Francisco Smith was equally astonished; he recognized at once that Carson was using the Three-foot Sword Veil!

The power might be different, but it was undoubtedly the Three-foot Sword Veil!

Carson’s complexion swiftly turned from ruddy to pale. He was only at the Golden Core Initial Stage, and while he tried to fend off the attacks of a Nascent Soul Level tree demon— with her strength significantly reduced and without deploying her true form—how long could he hold out with a defense constructed purely from Spiritual Energy and the sharpness of the Three Provinces Sword?

Just as the Sword Veil was about to collapse, the sky suddenly filled with the sound of rushing through the air.

A figure descended from the heavens like a meteorite, crashing forcefully into the vast sea of trees.

All branches and tendrils that attacked this person disintegrated into dust the moment they came within three feet of her.

Like a huge rock smashing the surface of the ocean, the figure plummeted downward, instantly arriving in front of the trio and then stopping. Her gaze landed on Carson’s almost collapsing Sword Veil, revealing a look of surprise.

"The Sword Veil, you actually mastered it?"

Delaney!

The newcomer was of course the Peak Master of Flying Waterfall Mountain Peak, the alluring yet domineering Delaney Hunter!

Carson felt a void before him, his breath he had been holding gushed out, and he nearly collapsed completely. Killian Jaramillo stepped forward, grabbing Carson’s arm to support him.

Carson looked up at Delaney in front of him, his eyes filled with joy, "Peak Master!"

Delaney’s gaze was somewhat complicated. She had rushed here as quickly as possible after receiving the distress call. Although it hadn’t been long, she had estimated that Carson was probably already dead by now. She never expected he would hold on for so long, lasting until her arrival.

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Without another word, Delaney drew her Red Flame Sword and casually slashed twice.

Two streaks of sword Qi, incredibly sharp and intensely hot, extended out a kilometer long. The world, previously obscured by the towering trees, seemed to be cleaved open by a sword, revealing a clear path leading to the sky right before their eyes.

Carson’s heart trembled with amazement, "What a powerful sword!"

Delaney is so strong!

Delaney flew with confident strides, with Killian supporting the weak and powerless Carson following behind her.

Francisco trailed at the end, his heart aflame with jealousy, his anger even surpassing the thrill of the narrow escape from death.

It was natural to share weal and woe in a crisis, but Killian’s several instances of special care for Carson clearly exceeded normal concern for a comrade. Recalling their previous conversations when they greeted each other, Francisco was almost certain that something had happened between them—their relationship was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface!

Thinking of Killian proactively allowing Carson to hold onto her waist, risking their safety to flee with him—these images made Francisco feel as though ants were crawling and biting wildly inside him.

Francisco hung his head, concealing the crazed jealousy in his eyes.

He didn’t dare let Delaney see his gaze.

She was a madwoman!

Definitely not someone he could afford to provoke!

No matter what, it was good to be alive today. Carson was just at the Golden Core Initial Stage; would it not be easy to take care of him later?

And that mirror in his hand, which seemed like the long-lost Water-Fire Mirror from the Water-Fire Sage, was a top-grade magical treasure. If he killed Carson, wouldn’t that mirror belong to him?

The four of them flew up, reaching the peak of the mountain above the valley. Delaney turned her head to look at the wildly contorting towering tree and expressed surprise, "So it’s a tree demon after all. Underneath the Spirit Rhinoceros Storm, indeed, nothing is too bizarre."

Delaney’s two strikes had clearly alarmed the tree demon, who asked with a hoarse voice, "If you take them and go, we each go our separate ways, how about it?"

Delaney replied coldly, "Now that I’m here, you still think of escaping? I just so happen to need a Thousand-Year Wood Core for my artifact refining. You’ll do just fine to make up the number!"