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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel 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. He walked up to the middle-aged man and asked indifferently, “What’s the family name?”

Hiss!

The middle-aged man gasped and his face twisted. The other party wanted to find his family. The middle-aged man‘s realm and strength could be ranked third in his family.

He understood 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 of his recklessness today. If the other party came knocking on his door, his family would definitely suffer unprecedented losses. He couldn’t afford to take the blame.

The middle-aged man said with a bitter face, “You have already killed other people. Let’s let this matter go, okay?”

He didn’t seem to realize that if the strength of Caspian couldn’t surpass theirs, what kind of scene would it be now?

“Haha!” Caspian sneered and raised his hand to cut off one of the other party’s legs. “Do I need to thank you for not killing me?”

The sharp pain came, but the middle-aged man did not dare to scream, for fear of angering Caspian. He could only clench his teeth and stand straight, his face swollen like a pig liver. However, in the eyes of Caspian, the meaning had completely changed.

“Ha, you’re quite stubborn…” Caspian raised his knife and was about to fall again.

The middle-aged man was scared to death. He had no time to care about anything else. Tears and snot gushed out of his eyes. “Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I can give you whatever you want! I’ll buy my own life!”

The flame stopped less than an inch away from his head. Looking at the blade that was close at hand, the middle-aged man’s face turned pale and his body trembled like a sieve.

Touching his chin, Caspian withdrew his blade and squinted at the middle-aged man. “Tell me what you can give me. In other words, how much do you think you are worth?”

The middle- aged man’s mouth suddenly became bitter.

“I ‘m not afraid of you starting the price, but I’m afraid that you’ll let me name the price.”

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