The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1220

His head felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

His vision was blurred, as if snowflakes were flying everywhere.

His mouth and nose were full of bloody sweetness.

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground at this moment.

He was not in the mood to care about his injury at all.

Because his heart was full of horror and fear at this time.

‘Is he at the third stage of Holy Land Realm like me? This is clearly a human-shaped fierce beast!’

‘Why am I so stupid to provoke such a guy?’

At this time, the middle-aged man was so regretful.

No matter how regretful he was, he couldn’t change the fact that Caspian was chasing after his clansmen.

In fact, the real situation was that Caspian crushed them one-sidedly.

After catching up with the remaining cultivators who fled like crazy, he cut them one by one.

After stamping his head, Caspian walked back to the middle-aged cultivator step by step.

The middle-aged cultivator’s face was full of pain and annoyance.

He had thought that he was at the same realm as his opponent.

Even if he could not defeat the other party, he could still fight him.

In addition, he had an advantage in numbers.

As long as he could hold his opponent back, it would not be a problem for him to take advantage of this advantage and interrogate the other party.

But in the end…

They were all the other party’s younger brothers in front of him.

In the same realm, the advantage of numbers did not exist at all.

Caspian didn’t care about the middle-aged man’s tricks.

up to the middle-aged man and asked indifferently,

Hiss!

gasped and his

wanted to find his

strength could be ranked third in his

that the number one and second in the clan would be in vain in front of Caspian. In other words, he had provoked an enemy that his family could not afford to offend because

came knocking on his door, his family would definitely suffer unprecedented

to

middle-aged man said with a bitter face, “You have already killed

this

to realize that if the strength of Caspian couldn’t surpass theirs, what kind of scene

and raised his hand to cut off one

thank you for not

not dare to scream, for fear of angering Caspian. He could only clench his teeth

the eyes of Caspian, the meaning

raised his knife and was about

was

to

and snot gushed out of

can give you whatever

than an inch away from his

was close at hand, the middle-aged man’s face

his chin, Caspian withdrew his blade

what you

how much do you

middle- aged man’s

price, but I’m afraid that

could the middle-aged man know what

didn’t matter what price

was important was what price the other party

said, “I can give you the

Method? Inherited magic? You’re lying to me?” A murderous intent immediately appeared in

magics

everyone had mastered several

the word inheritance in front of the cultivation method and

created by a certain sect or family, and it was passed

only was it strong, but it also had to

there were countless cultivation methods and magics, including magical powers, which had splashed waves

powerful, but they had

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