My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1711

“Alright,” Geronimo responded with a nod and then stepped forward with Dante.

At this moment, Ryan suddenly stood up. "Ahhh! Just break!” The muscles in his thighs exploded, and several other parts of his body started tearing.

The sacred dragon-slaying sword was blown away, shocking Yodel. He waved his hand, recalled the sword, and then rushed toward Ryan.

"Tyrannical Slash!” Ryan roared before meeting him with the god-slaying sword in his hand.

Both of them were moving so fast that even those at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm could not see them. All they saw were large swaths of light left by the swords. They could only hear the sound of metal clashing.

Each attack held so much destructive power that it suffocated and sent chills down the spines of those looking.

Roxy and Summer narrowed their eyes, but they could barely see their figures. All they managed to glimpse was Ryan slashing his sword left and right, stabbing and picking. His movements were a flurry.

Yodel, on the other hand, looked calm and seemed to be taking every blow from Ryan easily. If one looked closer, however, they could see the fear and panic deep in his pupils.

He was panicking.

Ryan was just hacking and slashing uncontrollably, yet every cut was infused with an intense fighting spirit—the very same that made his strength equal to Yodel's own.

Yodel was stunned for a moment, and in that time, Ryan had already executed 50 slashes. Yodel blocked 49 of them, and when he was about to block the last one, Ryan's god-slaying sword suddenly struck his arm in an abrupt trajectory.

His arm and sword fell to the ground.

Ryan did not give Yodel a chance to breathe and immediately struck out with another attack, but Yodel jolted and managed to put a distance of a hundred meters between them. Yodel raised a hand before him and made a grabbing motion.

A fist the size of a house appeared and spread its fingers to pinch Ryan.

Instead of retreating, Ryan advanced further, his figure spinning as he released nine consecutive slashes. The bloody sword forms that were unleashed from these attacks cut the fists into pieces.