The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The longsword’s cyan light was piercing and soul-stirring.

Although it did not move, it already rolled up a fierce frenzy in the void.

“There’s no hope…”

“It’s an almost spirit tool! The Blue Feather Sect goes all out!”

“He’s only an entry-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm disciple, but he has an almost spirit tool.

This match will be decided in an instant.”

“The road to immortality relies on four assistance, medicines, inscriptions, tools, and formations.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Stars Sect’s inscriptions and formations are, it’s only an auxiliary.

Hence, they won’t last long when facing someone strong, especially when the opponent still has such a weapon.”

There were discussions all around.

At that moment, even the cultivators who thought Heavenly Stars Sect had a glimmer of hope changed their tone.

The impact of an almost spirit tool was seen.

Looking at the cyan longsword , Jessica could not help saying, “This Hann possesses such a weapon.

It seems that the Blue Feather Sect wants to nurture him.”

However, she noticed that Caspian’s expression did not show the slightest worry.

Instead, there was a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Jessica blinked her eyes curiously, asking, “Aren‘t you concerned?”

Caspian shook his head.

“No.

It might be an almost spirit tool, but this kind of weapon also depends on the owner.

There’s no such thing as the strongest weapon, only the strongest cultivator.

In this regard, I have absolute confidence in Solana.”

As the two talked, the match began.

In an instant, the cyan sword glow swept toward Solana like an angry sea, and the surrounding sharp sword lights dazzled around them like a downpour with thunder and lightning.

Everyone watching from a distance could not help but feel their souls trembling violently as a loud rumbling sound echoed in their ears, causing their breathing to stop.

“What powerful strength!”

this the entry-level second-stage Pulse Control

exclamations from the

Hann sneered

believed that Solana would never be able to

“The Disorderly Scenic Dance!”

were still

she would evade, Solana stepped forward and rushed over

bursting out with a loud noise and giving people a sense of illusion that the void was about

“She’s crazy!”

she seeking death by running

“This is suicide!”

Solana’s actions, and

Boom!

sword light

dazzling fire dragon, which stretched, extended, and spread

seemed to be burning,

and his arm felt

could not help but mutter in his heart, “What

so that a

it’s only

Storm of Slash!” Hann snorted coldly, and the cyan sword

ax was swallowed into the

Crackle and rattle!

almost spirit tool

engulfed by the sword glow, and

Solana’s weapon, Hann

secretly thinking, “The Heavenly Stars Sect

However, Solana suddenly accelerated.

the chance that the sword light swept the giant ax, she rushed toward Hann

Harm, who originally believed that

seized the moment while Hann was stupefied and

she swung her arm, and just like a charged bow, Solana’s five fingers

of an

Hann’s eyes flashed brightly.

me?! I think you don‘t want your hand

sword lights flickered, intertwining into a large net, covering Solana’s

was caught, it would be smashed into pieces

Solana’s attack was much

was like an angry dragon probing the

it passed through the gap between the sword beams, and her five fingers landed on

pain in his wrist as if

spraying everywhere, and Hann could not help but let out a groan due to

could not hold his almost spirit

was frightened and

he endured the pain and