The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“I’ll let you know now who is being hanged and beaten!” The male disciple roared and rushed toward Caspian with all his strength.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of Caspian, this fellow’s actions were as slow as a snail.

Moreover, even though he was furious and his eyes were wide open, spiritual Qi he inhaled and exhaled was very thin.

It was as if only a drop of rain had fallen after the thunder in summer.

Caspian was not even in the mood to teach this guy a lesson.

Vaguely, he could feel the feeling that the person behind the Gates of Hell had said before.

“I can’t bring myself to be interested in an ant roaring at you.”

Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer and he even seemed to be about to draw his sword, Caspian simply threw the palm out again.

The palm itself came from the human-shaped puppet on the island.

A few days ago, Caspian studied and tested several of formations.

Although he had not figured out formations on the main body of the human-shaped puppet at that time, it was more than enough to study and use a palm skillfully.

After he threw the palm out, it shot toward the male disciple like a bolt of lightning.

Seeing this scene, the male disciple was shocked.

In his eyes, the puppet’s palm, which could break the teeth of the Fierce Wind Silver Wolf with one slap, was a peerless killing weapon and also the biggest reliance for his enemy.

In this case, he naturally couldn’t confront the palm head-on.

So he suddenly displayed his body movement and turned around from the side of the palm.

In this way, Caspian was right in front of him.

Seeing that Caspian was still defenseless, the male disciple grinned and said, “Wait for me to hang…”

Before he could finish his words, the male disciple suddenly felt a pain in his ankle. Shocked, he hurriedly turned his head.

Suddenly, he saw that the palm that he had just dodged grabbed his ankle.

In shock and anger, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his ankle.

This pain went straight into his bones, almost making him cry out on the spot.

his body

on the Body-protection Gang to shake

had only condensed a

a muffled sound came from

as his Body-protection Gang was instantly extinguished like

suddenly turned white, and he felt

disciple suddenly came

teeth of a Fierce

piece of cake for it to

the male disciple was almost scared out of his

he was about to struggle, he felt a strong force coming

up in an

the face of Caspian, which

a stick, and then slammed him into

sand splashed

cultivator, it was a piece of cake to be hit

hundreds or even thousands of times in a

hand, causing him to fall to

long shadow was dragged out of

discuss the next refining time

was from, the conversation between Caspian and Butterfly Zoila could still be

has solved the doubts that have troubled me for a

“You’re welcome.

of your

will the next

to two months… I welcome you here… How about this? Tell me

into the male

angry that

took the initiative to invite Caspian

attended so many lectures of hers, but I haven’t

made him even angrier was

Zoila pondered for a moment and said, “Can you show me that

semi-finished product,” Caspian

the dark cultivator with a living

dared to go against the world, he would not dare

that case…” Butterfly Zoila seemed a

teach again in the future, you