Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 268

The three of them had shown their powers at the same time. Constantine shouted, “It’s an honor to work with the both of you! I’ll be going first.”

He soared into the air after that, lifting his arms. A scorching ray of holy flame shot in Suelyn’s direction with immense power.

At the same time, Eileen cried out as she gripped her two swords, crouching low before she charged toward Suelyn as well

That was Eileen’s special move, the Armor of Blades.

Wilbur wielded his thunder cleaver and prepared to join the battle. Yet all of a sudden, the Sea of Blond rippled and no less than fifty monsters appeared out of nowhere, charging in their direction.

These monsters were similar to wolves, but they were the size of a call. With bodies made of raw bloody flesh, they bared their fangs at the trio.

The Blood Wolves charged, heading for the three cultivators‘ backs.

backs!” Eileen shouted, continuing to charge at

no choice but to turn around, fighting the

Constantine’s holy light

in front of

skeletons in the blood shield screeched and howled as though

next second, the blood shield had blocked off Constantine’s holy light

next to Suelyn. Her swords spun and slashed at Suelyn’s

loud cry, the bloody spirit energy in her

raw, fleshy wings sprouted from her back as she grew in size to around three meters tall. A gigantic bloody sword. appeared in her grasp as her entire being lit up with a bloody spirit flame. She then went into a fierce

than Jeremy’s. It was able to teleport from one place to another, deflecting each

form, was not letting up against Eileen in the slightest

on Wilbur’s end, he had already taken down over a dozen Blood Wolves with his thunder cleaver.

all. They pounced and snarled even after being chopped in half, continuing their onslaught until they were completely dead.

highly trained and skilled in combat to

was near impossible for the naked eye to make out Wilbur’s figure for more than a second, and

Blood Wolves could not hurt Wilbur in the slightest, dying

into a puddle of blood once