The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 804 I Can't Stop Him

In an instant, the group of angry cultivators glared at Caspian with red eyes, opened and closed their noses. Like angry bulls, they chased after Caspian.

"Don't let him escape!" Eric Khol's eyes flashed with fierceness, and his wrist shook.

Suddenly, another messenger lit up and disappeared.

The next moment, James Steinbeck saw figures vaguely appear in the direction where Caspian was fleeing.

"Eric is mobilizing people to besiege Caspian!" James Steinbeck narrowed his eyes and instantly understood Eric Khol's intention.

"Senior Steinbeck, this matter will soon be settled, so you don't have to make a move again, lest you dirty your hands," Eric Khol said with a smile.

The surrounding cultivators, coupled with those who were chasing after Caspian, were at least 20 to 30 people, some of whom were at the third stage of Pulse Control Realm.

In such a situation, James Steinbeck did not think that it was possible for Caspian to escape.

So after hearing Eric Khol's words, he nodded with his hands behind his back.

"Boy! Go to hell!"

A tall cultivator stood in the way of Caspian.

One of his eyes was blind, which made his temperament look more ferocious and fierce.

At the same time, he waved the huge sword in his hand like a tornado and rushed toward Caspian. The surrounding air was constantly cracking, almost piercing through people's eardrums.

"Die!"

Caspian waved his Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd expressionlessly.

"The Gaze of Death!"

The red and black light descended like the will of Death.

At this moment, the vision caused by the violent trembling of an almost spirit tool became more vivid because of the improvement of the strength of Caspian.

The huge eyeball was dark and gloomy, without any white in it. It was full of glaring red, like a pool of blood pond, which was daunting.

cultivators who were constantly rushing around couldn't help but stop.

Then they saw the tall cultivator in front of Caspian broken into pieces with a bang.

The thick blood was pulled into red threads, mixed with flesh and bones, and the whole thing exploded.

The figure of Caspian, like a cannonball, pierced through the blood fog.

The rolling blood fog was pierced through by him out of thin air and turned into a blood ring, wriggling slowly in the air.

"Hiss."

The surrounding cultivators could not help but gasp.

However, James Steinbeck and Eric Khol, who were guarding in the distance, looked calm and confident.

Especially James Steinbeck, now he hoped that Caspian could start a killing spree instead of surrendering.

"Caspian is a guy that I haven't been able to catch in a month. If he was killed by you so easily, doesn't that mean that I, an Holy Land Realm cultivator, am not even as good as you Pulse Control Realm cultivators?"

This was a matter of face.

James Steinbeck could bend his knees in front of Heavenly Spirit Realm like a dog to please its master, but he could not lose face in front of a cultivator whose realm was lower than his.

At this moment, he was thinking that it would be best if Caspian could kill this group of cultivators of Pulse Control Realm without leaving a piece of armor and blood flowing like a river.

Then he could make his last move. He could turn the tide with all his strength and use one palm to determine the universe.

Only in this way could he show his peerless prestige.

Unfortunately, Eric Khol had a general idea at the moment.

Therefore, at this moment, the two strongest people on the scene did not take action tacitly, but let the other cultivators besiege Caspian.

"The Great Leisure Court!"

Caspian slammed into the enemy and directly turned the enemy into a bloody mist. At the same time, he waved his Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd violently.

In an instant, the sharp light, like the stars and the blazing sun, exploded in front of everyone. The two cultivators who tried to block Caspian were instantly swallowed up.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Screams, wails, and blood waves flew out at the same time.

The two cultivators who were killed were almost all cut in half.

Their faces were full of horror and disbelief. After they fell to the ground, they did not die for a while. They screamed loudly and crawled back and forth. Thick blood left a shocking mark on the ground.

In just a moment, Caspian had run five kilometers.

"Don’t even think about leaving!"

"Stop him!"

Seeing that Caspian was about to escape, two cultivators of the third stage of Pulse Control Realm in the crowd attacked at the same time.

" Life-taking Wild Wind Sword!"

"Starry Night Slash!"

In an instant, endless sharpness, like a meteor all over the sky, poured down toward Caspian.

The surrounding air was cut open and torn apart.

The ground exploded continuously, and smoke and dust rose.

The other cultivators who still wanted to rush over had to retreat at this moment and temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

Their combined attacks were too powerful.

Moreover, these were not martial arts techniques, but magic techniques!

Seeing this scene, James Steinbeck and Eric Khol could not help sighing.

Because under such circumstances, Caspian would definitely be forced to retreat.

The two cultivators chose the right time to attack.

In this way, it was in vain for Caspian to rush five kilometers away.

At this time, Caspian’s angry roar suddenly came from the sharp edge.

This was the first time Caspian had made a sound since his appearance.

"You don't deserve to use Starry Night Slash, do you?"

"The Yellow Spring's Ungodly Dragon!"

Hong!

It was as if steel had exploded on flat ground.

A blast of air suddenly exploded.

The dazzling light was instantly destroyed and exploded into powder.

The people around felt a buzz in their heads, as if they had been hit by a big hammer. Their eyes went black, and a fishy sweet taste came out of their throats.

The cultivator who used the Starry Night Slash was also stunned.

"My magic is from my sect. How could I offend you?"

Then, he saw the sharpness in front of him break and explode.

The cultivator called Caspian was not only unharmed, but also charged at him without retreating. "You..."

The cultivator was stunned. He raised the long sword in his hand, trying to force Caspian back. But the next moment, he felt dizzy and his shoulder hurt.

The strong smell of blood rushed into his nose.

By the time he came to his senses, he found that his right arm had been cut off from his shoulder. Blood gushed out of his arm and instantly dyed the ground red.

And his right arm, which was holding the sword, was now held in the hand of Caspian.

"You think you deserve it?"

Caspian grinned at the cultivator.

This smile contained contempt, disdain, dissatisfaction, and contempt.

Swoosh!

Then, the cultivator saw Caspian crush his arm into flesh and blood.

His Level Eight long sword was also crushed into sparkling powder.

"How, how is this possible!" The cultivator was scared out of his wits.

For a moment, he forgot the pain in his wound.

“I'm at the third stage of Pulse Control Realm, one realm higher than him!

Why did the other party seem to be facing a paper man?