The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 240

The billowing airwaves rushed toward the surroundings like blades or clusters of arrows, scraping Fiona’s cheeks and causing them to hurt badly.

“It’s magic!” Fiona was shocked.

The magic that Maya used was stronger than he expected.

Moreover, it could easily destroy everything!

Maya’s body swayed slightly, and it was apparent that her Flame Phoenix Physique’s magic used up much energy.

Then, she faced Mandra, once again slashing at him.

That time, three hurricanes, like towering buildings, collapsed and smashed at Ishac.

Besides where Maya stood, the other area in the ring was shrouded.

Maya did not wish to give Fiona any chance to escape unless he rushed out of the arena.

However, Fiona would lose if he did that.

“I won’t retreat.

” Fiona took a deep breath and roared.

Then, he flipped his hand, drawing out the seventh-grade longsword, chopping at the incoming hurricanes.

“Even though a proper retreat when facing a great opponent will conserve my energy for future performance, I, Mandra, will never retreat if I can fight!”

Next, Fiona’s energy burst and the air around him danced like golden snakes.

Fiona was just like a god or demon.

Everyone around him was terrified by his momentum, and they all shivered one after another.

It could be said that even their souls wanted to run away.

“Lotus Leaves Chop!”

The sword lights rolled violently, and like thunderbolts, they collided with the hurricanes, causing a series of dazzling sparks.

Fiona moved a step forward, his blade curled, and his arm was torn as blood gushed everywhere.

However, Fiona’s expression was blank, and the brilliant lights in his eyes continued to gather.

Despite his blood streaming out, he took another step forward.

hurricane was

her sight, and with the Phoenix Sword at her back,

billowing currents converged into

a god that

echoed in the arena, and the ground sank in a

and slightly moved up and down, scaring the spectating disciples that

stunned, and he mumbled, “I didn’t

my winning rate will

calculating if he could

a dazzling

a cracking sound, it stuck on

webs between Fiona’s thumbs and forefingers bled furiously, and both of his hands were filled with lines of blood, and

his feet, there were shocking

if it were an ancient behemoth, it stepped on Mandra, wanting to

sharp blade, and it

did not show any mercy,

Fiona could not

did,

did not want

at

gritted his teeth and took another step

slabs, and Fiona suddenly

blood spurted out like arrows from

your defeat,” Maya yelled as she could

her, shook his head as he clenched his

storm swiftly tore

it felt as if countless daggers cut his figure, and

disciples watching

not precious treasures, they could still at least resist

apart now as

and when they saw Fiona’s blood appearance, they were

could not understand

himself to the top? His current result and performance were really impressive, so

defeat, Maya won’t

goes on,

verge of death,

will directly

will still lose, and there’s no way he can

is he still holding

Omar was baffled.

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