The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Blood gushed out from Yates Gandi’s wrists, shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, and ankles.

After the sword radiance penetrated his body, its power did not decrease.

Like eight long nails, it nailed Yates Gandi straight to the ground.

“I’m not convinced!” Yates Gandi roared.

The fresh blood in his mouth dyed his teeth red, his expression looked like that of a crazed demon, extremely ferocious.

A dazzling white light emerged from his chest.

In the white light, the shape of a small sword could be faintly seen, which was being condensed.

He was seriously injured and his life source was losing rapidly.

It was much more difficult for him to cast magical power than before.

This was similar to the fact that Jones Henry did not have enough spiritual Qi at that time and could not use his spiritual Qi. However, with the support of anger, Yates Gandi’s magical power gradually condensed.

The small sword became clearer and clearer, and the light was dazzling.

It was about to break out from a white light.

The surrounding void seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Just like in the middle of summer before the thunderstorm, there was a suffocating smell in the air.

“Caspian, if you have no follow-up means, just wait for me to kill you! I will tear the entire swamp into pieces.

I don’t believe you can escape!”

Yates Gandi’s eyes widened with endless resentment.

Before this, he had never suffered such humiliation.

The little sword became more and more condensed.

The powerful edge of the sword kept cutting in all directions.

“Almost, almost!” Yates Gandi stared at his chest with a grim smile.

But, a touch of white suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

This white light was fundamentally different from the white of the sword light. It was like snow and ice.

also a coldness unique

stunned, and then he saw the flying snow all over the sky pressing

flying snow, the ice awl, like a spear, stabbed straight

Yates Gandi roared in grief and

long as he waited for another three or five breaths,

stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm made a move, it

gap, his

more confused was where the ice

they had

exasperated, a bolt of lightning followed closely behind.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

Crack! Crack!

and flesh were blown up, his spiritual Qi was in disorder,

accelerated his thinking

his mind, he couldn’t help but think of all kinds of strange

long spear, then the long saber with thunder and lightning,

soon as he thought of this, Yates Gandi felt a burning air

raised his head and looked at the flames falling toward him like

the hell

same as what Caspian had displayed in

Gandi remembered that he felt strange

air for a while, but there

ice and snow, the long saber did not explode the

these appeared one

a trance, Yates Gandi had a feeling that these things were like

is this

was blown into the air, he was still muttering to

reality immediately told him that this

Wind Fist shadow appeared in front of him in

Dragon made the blood arrows all over Yates

in deeply. The next moment, the God of Thunder appeared and opened a pair of

Yates Gandi smiled bitterly.

he had really been

time, he had already figured

him, whether it was martial arts techniques or magics, was

was clearly much higher than

with their own strength, he would definitely

that the other party would find him in

expect that the other

party dared to snatch

he not only had a