The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 312

“Sneaking an attack?”

Jayden saw Caspian grinning at him.

Even though his face was all smiles, Caspian’s eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

Then, Caspian suddenly stretched out his arms and in a blink he moved with an insane speed, he grabbed both of Jayden’s fingers, folding and pulling them.

Soon, a cracking sound was heard.

Jayden’s right index and middle fingers were directly broken and pulled out from his palm.

In a flash, blood gushed everywhere.

Jayden was first dumbfounded.

The next second, the immense paint spread from his wounds, and he stared at his right hand in disbelief.

His heart beat so violently that it almost crashed his sternum.

Then, he felt a strong air current rushing toward him.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding air seemed to turn into a vacuum.

When Jayden raised his head, he let out a silent scream, and he saw a fist getting larger in his sight as if it were a meteorite wanting to blast him into pieces.

“I’m going to die!” Jayden was wholly disheartened, and his blood seemed to have frozen.

Then, however, Jayden suddenly felt something pulling him hard by the back of his waist, and he immediately backward like a cannonball.

Almost at the same time, Caspian struck with his punch.

“Eight-Shadowed Fists!”

Boom!

A deafening roar came from where Jayden stood.

Soon, the entire air exploded, causing billowing air currents to form into visible tides, sweeping across the surroundings and violently shaking the area.

he stared wide-eyed at the scene, feeling his scalp go numb and his cheeks tingling

that moment, Jayden was frightened

just now, would his head not

of that, Jayden was

frowned at the

punch at Jayden, he saw the man in the black cloak abruptly swing

front of the chain grabbed Jayden’s waist

might already be splattered on

‘This person could instantly

be much stronger than

man in a black

a flash, everyone could tell that the person was much stronger

was already the top among the apprentices in Ninth Sacred Sect, who

out a precious

wounds, he stood and stared at Caspian with a bitter

“Brat, you’re dead!”

my precious medicine?! You’re done, and no one can save you now!” Caspian replied as he

but he

kill him, but

that,

as he was about to shout, a cold

Aren’t you embarrassing

changed between red

lowered his

Stanley

cloak took a step forward and

his identity, the man in a black cloak

like the depression of a heavy storm on a summer evening, making it hard

to appear

same level as Xander.” The man in black

you, your life’s

he

a dark shadow jumped into

appearance, they felt a huge sense of danger

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