The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Nonetheless, the fearful emotion only lasted for a second before it disappeared.

Soon, Pablo’s heart was filled with embarrassment and anger.

“B*stard!” Pablo cursed and moved the scimitar in his hand.

“The Seventh Brilliant Ghostly Chop! Four Bladeless Flurry!”

In that instant, dozens of sword lights flashed out like a peacock fanning out its feather, slashing at the giant ax.

Clink-clank!

Among the sound of the impact, the massive ax did not move.

However, it suddenly flew out like a boat being washed away by a giant tide.

Then, Solana was also tossed backward with a scream.

There was a cracking sound from Solana’s right shoulder, which seemed to be dislocated by the giant ax when it flew out just now.

Next, countless sword lights mercilessly fell on her, sputtering a large amount of blood.

Once Solana fell on the ground, there were about six deep wounds on her arms, waist, and legs.

Soon, Solana swayed slightly as she forcefully got herself on her feet and looked at Pablo indifferently.

“A second-stage Pulse Control Realm’s strength won’t be shaken by an insignificant mid-level first-stage ant like you!” Pablo mocked.

“Before this, I wanted to kill you as soon as possible and chased after your friends.

However, I’ve changed my mind! I want you to pay tenfold or a hundredfold for your actions!”

At the thought of how he actually felt fear just now, Pablo was embarrassed.

He must torture thie d*mn woman so that he could vent his anger!

Then, Pablo waved his scimitar.

Swoosh!

Solana took a step to the side, and the sword light quickly followed after her like a venomous hunting snake.

In a flash, a long wound appeared on Solana’s calf.

Then, blood sprayed out, and Solana lost her balance, tilting over and falling to the ground.

word but just clenched her teeth

Swoosh!

and it slashed

her dress was torn, Solana’s smooth and delicate skin was

time, Solana staggered and almost

was in extreme enjoyment as he watched Solana struggling to

and miserable Solana was, the happier

Physique? Even if you have an innate physique, your realm is far

can win against me with your

Solana again, causing

Solana’s abdomen gushed with

mighty one and who’s just

Realm disciple would never be a

to stand up, he walked forward and

a huge

beat you… But…” Solana finally uttered the first sentence of the day, “I’ll never admit

fumed with rage, and he raised his scimitar,

as he said that, Pablo swung his scimitar, aiming at Solana‘s

Solana’s eyes, and she was about to

as she exerted force on her legs, intense pain surged all over, and she immediately lost

the sword

look of indignation on

“Just die already!”

Clank!

Pablo felt

the scimitar was immediately bounced away, and his wrists and arms shook so badly that they

was surprised and

before finally stabilizing himself, and he roared

a fool, and he knew

Solana,

are…” Pablo’s pupils abruptly constricted, and

out, yet you choose to walk into hell! Since you’re here, don’t dream of

did not even spare

Solana, he sighed and asked, “I’ve heard your

are not in the same direction as you, why are you doing

heard Caspian, his face changed

he shouted, “What

acted as if he could not

Solana’s arm and pulled

a loud crack, a sudden pain surged in Solana,

sweat, her body tensed up, and she even