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.

and Philip dusted the ashes off his body, looking a little disheveled. His eyes fell

going to kill you today!” Looking at the lifeless woman in her arms, she gnashed her teeth

family has offended me. Since you’re willing to work for them,

of energy flowed

off. I’ll handle this myself!” At this time, the old man sitting in the

the woman would die in Philip’s hands,

the sidelines. Why do you

upon hearing this, and

you to death today!” The old man said coldly as bursts of

through the air, and a green

blocked the attack with a palm. A huge explosion resounded throughout the manor and rumbled for a while. He stood steadily in place, but a deep hole had been blasted around

very powerful, and Philip frowned