The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The ten-foot-long saber light pierced through Jagoan’s body. The knife light came suddenly without any sound, and no one could detect it.

Seeing this scene, the anger on Hans’ face gradually dissipated.

Andre’s figure slowly emerged from the void dozens of miles behind Jagoan.

He took off a small shining mirror on his chest and snorted. “Just so-so…”

Just now, he had used his treasure to conceal his body and aura while Jagoan and Hans were off guard. Then, he found an opportunity to launch this fatal attack on Jagoan.

The effect was as perfect as expected. Jagoan was caught off guard and was pierced through.

The one who killed him was a magic weapon called the Soul-breaking and Immortal-slaying Saber.

Once a cultivator’s body was pierced through, not only his body but also his spirit would be hurt. Even though some of the cultivators had strong physiques, once their Divine Souls were damaged, they were all like idiots and had no deterrence at all.

In the eyes of Hans and Andre, even if this strike could not kill the other party, the purpose of hurting the other party’s Divine Soul had been achieved. To them, Jagoan was already a dead man.

Andre sneered and reached out to recall the magic weapon Immortal-slaying Blade.

The next moment, he couldn’t help frowning. This magic weapon was powerful and one of his trump cards, so he had refined it with his own blood. But, he could not feel the existence of this magic weapon. It was as if the connection between the two had suddenly been cut off.

“Are you looking for this?” The voice of Jagoan rang at this time.

Andre’s heart skipped a beat. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Jagoan. He saw that Jagoan was unscathed, playing with the long and narrow knife that had returned to its original shape, about a foot long.

The short knife rotated flexibly on Jagoan’s fingertip. And he was unscathed!

how is

could feel that Jagoan’s aura was no different from before. On

them saw clearly that the

was definitely not

No, it’s impossible…

stopped breathing. It was unknown whether he was referring to the fact that Jagoan was safe, or that he had lost

coldly at Andre. Of course, he would not tell his opponent that

void escape method he currently grasped. His real body entered another layer of the void, leaving only a projection. It was like him in the mirror or the reflection of him in

about to stab him, Jagoan felt a strange fluctuation in the magic weapon. This fluctuation made his spirit feel as if it was being approached

He immediately fled into another void and then appeared. He reached out to grab the magic weapon

is obviously surnamed

that this magic weapon

difficult for him to breathe under Jagoan’s gaze. It was a very dangerous feeling. It ran straight up his spine, numbing his scalp and freezing

disappear into the void again. If he made good use of this small mirror magic weapon, not only could he kill his opponent unexpectedly, but he

broke through the void

and

sound, and his body, which had begun to fade, became clear again. A feeling

and in an instant, dozens of defensive magic weapons were released to the extreme. In an instant, the treasure light in front of

did not forget to shout, “Young Master

the air in front of him. The blood stain was so thick that

out his hand and immediately fished out a blood-red longsword. The surface of the long sword was entangled with countless souls. Some of them were cultivators and some were demonic beasts. They transformed into distorted ghost

melt like a candle, as if it

Hans raised his sword and slashed

hundred-mile-long blood-red sword radiance, as if cutting the sky, rumbled