The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Even though they were nervous, there was no reason to withdraw their swords.

Hence, the two cultivators dressed in black shouted to embolden themselves, raising their swords and forcefully slashing downward.

Clank!

The sharp blade lights were only inches away from the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples when an invisible force blocked them.

Those two cultivators in black were shocked, and they were taken aback.

Soon, they saw a faint luster at the edge of their blades.

The radiance was just like a massive, upside-down bowl that covered all the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples.

“Defense array!”

The two cultivators in black immediately realized what went on, and their hearts trembled.

Then, a terrifying chill dripped into the bottom of their hearts like a drop of ice water, instantly freezing their blood.

“Sh*t!”

The two wanted to retreat.

“Eight-Shadowed-Fists!”

The next second, a thunderous sound rang behind their heads, immediately shattering their souls.

Crackle and rattle!

As soon as the shadowed fists blasted out, everyone had an illusion that Caspian suddenly grew dozens of arms.

Those two cultivators in black were swallowed into the shadows of punches as if they were a small wooden boat that fell into a stormy sea, about to be crushed into pieces.

A large splatter of blood splashed out, followed by the sounds of bones being broken.

In the blink of an eye, those two cultivators in black were like rags drenched in blood.

Then, they flew out and slammed heavily into the ground.

Not only that, but their bodies were also twisted in a weird angle, and after convulsing a few times, they died.

The corner of Ozul and the others’ eyes twitched when they saw the scene, and they all looked at Caspian in a different light.

the first to speak, and he uttered through gritted

sounded

and he knew that it was not difficult to win against the seven disciples within his

and almost impossible to

Sect’s disciple in front of Lennon did not

judging from his calm and relaxed appearance, that was just like a warm-up for

seven mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivators were blasted into pulp with just a few simple

his thoughts and squinted, growling, “As expected from the guy who killed

them finally took the matter more seriously, and they all looked at Caspian, taking out

choice of weapon was a pair of

heads of creatures were cut

raised his hands, and the heavy arm guards were his best defense and

an eighth-grade curved longsword, and

engraved with ghastly

took a

not good at close

16 array flags suddenly appeared in

the banners glowed, and there

flags swayed slightly, it immediately triggered

an attack, but the sudden oppressive force

disciples felt as if a large boulder

clenched his jaw and fists, annoyed that the poison in his

defense array

wait until our toxin is cleared?

stopped in

while, he

this defense array won’t last for

gaze to Ozul

fight them, why won’t

the four people heard Caspian’s

Caspian sounded extremely arrogant!

One against four…

in the same realm, their strength would still be formidable despite not being a sect’s disciple

and fear caused by Caspian’s merciless killing of the

replaced by boundless shame and

off his tongue,”

you can block us.”

“Now!”