The First Heir

Another bang, and Philip was kicked out of the hall and staggered a dozen steps back before he steadied himself.

At this time, the clothes on his arms had long been burned to ashes.

“Another shirt is ruined. You have to pay for this!” Philip looked at his clothes and muttered ruefully.

Philip disappeared with the Caelum Sword in hand and reappeared behind the woman who kicked him in the next second, his sword dripping with blood.

The woman looked at her chest in disbelief. Blood was gushing from a wound the size of a palm, but she could do nothing about it.

A few seconds later, she fell to the ground, lifeless.

“Elder Sister!” At this time, the other woman rushed out of the hall. Seeing the woman who fell on the ground, she exclaimed and threw two short sticks at Philip.

Philip swung Caelum Sword around to cut the two short sticks, which exploded and engulfed Philip in flames.

ashes off his body, looking a

lifeless woman in her arms, she gnashed

willing to work for them, you can only

waves of energy flowed around his

old man sitting in the hall

opinion, if the fight continued, the woman would die in Philip’s hands, so he had

should just stay on the sidelines. Why do you want

old man scowled upon hearing this, and

man said coldly as bursts of green aura swirled around his

at Philip through the air, and a green shadow

explosion resounded throughout the manor and rumbled for a while. He

was very powerful, and Philip frowned