The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

At the place where Jagoan and the others were, they all stood up in an instant. Ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around them, they turned into streaks of flowing light and flew directly toward Jagoan.

Xander transformed into an Asura in mid-air.

His ferocious body inscriptions and terrifying aura completely poured out as he pointed at the distant Silver Battle General. “You are courting death!”

Although Jagoan did not say a word, her eyes were full of ice and snow.

Jagoan was even more direct. The huge sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath and split into rows of sword radiance. With a tearing sound, she directly rushed toward the disciples of Crape Myrtle Sect.

On the other side, Charlotte also stood up with a cold mask. Waves of dragon-like pressure spread around.

Flame Gordon was a king with a different surname, so he had his own status and influence among the royal family of Lunia. He stood up coldly. Immediately, more than half of the imperial experts stood up.

Maradih Cotton and the others from the Upper Kingdom Kahuripan, who had been on good terms with Jagoan and owed Jagoan, stood up with a cold face. He got up, and the disciples of the Sun Moon Sect who came to watch the ceremony also stood up behind him.

Cultivators, who had a good relationship with Jagoan, all wanted to kill the Silver Battle General at this time. Seeing the Silver Battle General’s despicable attack, the other cultivators felt indignant.

The Crape Myrtle Sect often bullied ordinary disciples because their disciples were arrogant and domineering, which had already made people dissatisfied. Under such circumstances, the high-level officials of the Heaven’s Edge Sect even intervened, but they still took revenge on Jagoan on the spot. This kind of arrogance and insidiousness made people shudder at the thought of it.

None of the cultivators present were fools. They all knew that the other disciples of the Crape Myrtle Sect would follow suit if the Silver Battle General dared to do so today. It was very likely that this kind of thing would fall on them.

Suddenly, the island seemed to explode.

the Crape Myrtle Sect

the Crape Myrtle Sect disciples on the jade platform would definitely be reduced to ashes in

actions of Jagoan and the others to the cultivators’ anger was ignited,

resentment on the Silver Battle General’s face did not even disappear. He didn’t care how angry the others were. He only knew that what he had to do was to kill Jagoan. Otherwise, the Crape Myrtle Sect would lose face. Even if the Heaven’s Edge Sect wanted to punish him now, with the support of the Crape Myrtle Sect behind

he suffered now, he would be

grew even wider as he

you are to

at this moment,

the raging sea. A blood-red long spear with the smell of vigor aura, dilapidated, and savage suddenly stabbed

Swoosh!

Bang!

appeared in front of the general and pierced through his chest like a candied fruit, piercing

and the others who were flying toward them in the distance suddenly stopped. The furious cultivators and disciples on the jade platform were also

front of him. The sword light collapsed as soon as it touched his body. The long spear was shot out from Jagoan’s

Battle General’s expression froze on his face. He lowered his head and looked at

blood-red spear penetrated his chest and broke through

power were constantly impacting his body and soul. The complacency in his eyes gradually dissipated. A moment later, it turned into a complex

would see Jagoan’s proud face. But he found that the other party looked calm.

eyes of Jagoan, he was not a

Jagoan’s eyes, the

Sect, the Silver Battle General naturally had a trump card. Moreover, killing a Heavenly Spirit