The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 117
Sean’s eyes were burning with murderous intent, and he showed how a Pulse Control Realm cultivator could easily suppress a True Martial Realm warrior.
The blade light appeared to have intertwined into a net in the air, covering Jasmine in it as Sean wanted to ground Jasmine into pieces.
“You’re not that lucky this time.” Sean secretly sneered.
There was no escape under his swordsmanship.
At this time, Sean noticed Jasmine’s smug smile.
Then, Jasmine abruptly raised his hand, and a ray of white light flung to the ground.
Bang!
As the loud sound came, Jasmine’s figure was immediately enveloped by a dense layer of white smoke.
“Sh*t!” Sean’s pupils constricted, and he rushed toward where Jasmine was standing before this as he slashed furiously.
Swoosh!
The stab rolled up a mass of air current, causing the white smoke to surge furiously, but Sean did not slash at anything.
As Sean was secretly cursing nonstop, he hurriedly looked around his surroundings.
The white smoke was utterly dense, and Sean could not even see anything in front of him, let alone Leonardo.
After looking around him, Sean only felt as if he turned blind.
Nevertheless, Sean was instantly filled with an unprecedented shame and anger as Jasmine once again escaped.
Next, he leaped high into the air and landed on a massive tree nearby.
Although the dense smoke covered a large area, it had a height limitation, and it was only able to reach about one story high.
When Sean looked down from the tree, he only saw the white smoke was continuing to spread to the surroundings, and he estimated that it would not subside so soon.
Moreover, light and shadow alternated in the white mist.
It would still be alright if it were a close distance, but if it were slightly further, it would be hard to see any silhouettes clearly.
“Where did he go?!” Sean gnashed his teeth and slapped the tree trunk in front of him.
With a loud bang, the tree trunk fell from mid-air and hit the thick smoke.
the log was nowhere to
you think you can run
cultivator, and you’re
took a slim
landed on the ground and slashed his sword
away
a group
of the Dark Cloud Forest, this group of Yates family members was nervous, and they
a little wretched, making
a while, they finally found
take you all so long?” Even though Tony
Control Realm, whereas
Yates family elders, Sean’s position was
Tony did
answered with a smile, “Our realms aren’t as
careful when we’re in the outback
no sign of the young man’s corpse, and he could not
not to
saw right through Tony’s
but he did not manage to
took a deep
won’t be able to
to look
to say something, Sean interrupted
of?! Even if there’s a monster, I’m still around!” Sean’s gaze was unfriendly, and he glared
think that you’ll still be
waved his hands, and
go against
quiet as they were frightened
and walked
grabbed a handful of air as if he
sniffed his fist a few
grabbed on the air, sniffing them after
Tony’s eyes
that such ability was only available for those who attained Pulse Control Realm as they could sense
could directly introduce the vigor into their own body and made a complete
be able to use the essence of
breath of the air,
About The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell - Chapter 117
The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell is the best current series of the author Liu Ya. With the below Chapter 117 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 117 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com