The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Zephyr stared at Molie indifferently.

Initially, he only needed to catch Astor and Molie back.

However, Astor managed to withstand his force, and Molie even took Ashton hostage and threatened the crowd right under his nose.

Although Ashton being captured was none of his concern, the fact that a warrior did such a thing in front of a cultivator was utterly humiliating.

Moreover, Zephyr was always a petty person.

After a while, Zephyr sneered, “Nana, you’re great at hiding yourself.”

Others might not be able to tell, but Zephyr knew well that Molie was camouflaging his true capability.

Not only that, when Molie was dodging him, he did not show his true power too.

“Then why aren’t you running away?” Molie mocked.

Then, be swallowed the remaining two Heavenly Fiend Capsules.

In an instant, he felt a surge of heat rushing in his body.

A suppressed emotion in him gradually leaked into his heart.

“Phew.” Molie exhaled and slowly straightened his body.

Zephyr’s expression changed slightly.

At this time, he felt as if he was not facing a True Martial Realm warrior but a brave-hearted tiger that dominated the forest.

“If I don’t get rid of him now, it’ll only bring me trouble in the future!” Zephyr quickly made such judgment.

“Old b*stard, did you know?” Molie raised his head, and his gaze was as sharp as a blade as he looked at Zephyr.

“Even if you run today, I’ll still chase after you and kill you!”

As soon as he said that, Molie suddenly turned into ten phantoms, covering the space as they all rushed at Zephyr.

Zephyr was stunned.

He did not expect that the True Martial Realm Molie would attack him first.

Based on common sense, Molie was supposed to flee!

The next second, surprise and anger flashed on Zephyr’s face, and he roared, “You’re not a True Martial Realm warrior!”

“Why don’t you give it a try and tell me?! Eight-Shadowed Fists!”

Boom!

The surroundings were suddenly filled with Molie’s scream.

On his body, the light of the 12 energy channels emerged, just like a moon halo.

the Eight-Shadowed Fists, the punches’ shadows shrouded like

his cheeks tingling from

that he was being looked down upon, he attacked in a

“The Whirlwind Palm!”

and slaps

Bang!

loud as if dozens of iron

could even see visible

terrified the

pale, and

fell to the ground, trembling

shadow filled the sky, and it suddenly gathered to

Molie dropped from the sky, and his palm met

Bang!

air surged toward the

he took would leave a deep footprint on

figure flew back six meters back,

onto the Blazing Spear, took advantage of its strength, and leaped as he

family members’

look of surprise and fear

and the iron cage that Solana was locked in

We’re even now!” Molie said before he faced Zephyr

eyes were burning

know

did not

gaze, then glanced at Zephyr,

she

right there!”

took a step forward and

forget that you captured

out with his fingers like claws, aiming at Molie’s chest as if he wanted to

Molie’s strength and

was a peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm

Zephyr’s face was

needed to capture Solana as soon

Solana was to him, and only he

scream, Molie flicked his spear

appeared like a dragon emerging out from the sea, directly stabbing

through the night, and it burst out with a killing aura that could

in half

palm touched the spear’s blade, Zephyr felt

heart to beat wildly, and he

something wrong with this sharp

shouted, a

a steel plate of thousands of kilograms

Molie’s eyes flickered.