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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1306

The Corpse Tide was extremely quiet.

This state had been maintained for at least 15 minutes. The pressure brought by the silence made people’s hearts beat wildly. The overwhelming power brought by thousands of troops and horses made people feel it became a kind of extravagant hope to breath comfortably.

In the abandoned house, Jessica and others looked into the distance with serious faces.

That was an empty space left behind by the tide of corpses. Nothing could be seen in the open space. However, the empty space gave people a feeling that it was the center of all the pressure.

Before long, there would be a terrifying change in the open space. Suddenly, a tall and thin figure appeared in the open space. This figure appeared extremely abruptly, as if it had appeared out of thin air. Even though Jessica and the rest had long been mentally prepared, their hearts could not help but pound the moment this figure appeared. After which, they could not help but look at each other. There was a trace of doubt in everyone’s eyes.

Where did this guy come from?

This figure was dressed in a black robe, but judging from his figure, he was one head taller than ordinary people, and he was extremely thin.

If he had not been moving slowly and holding a long wooden walking stick in his hand, people would have mistaken him for a mere clothes rack.

“He’s coming for us…” Jessica narrowed her eyes.

“I think there’s someone over there,” Xander suddenly said.

Looking in the direction he pointed, everyone immediately saw two cultivators sneaking up behind the tall and thin figure. Obviously, the two cultivators were also trapped nearby by the Corpse Tide.

When the two cultivators saw the tall and thin figure appear without noticing them. Obviously, these two cultivators would not miss such a good opportunity.

The two cultivators cooperated with each other. One of them held a long saber and approached the figure silently. The other one was a little further away as a strategy. The cultivator who was close to the black colored human figure suddenly rose when he was less than ten feet behind the human figure.

Jessica and the others were far away, so they didn’t hear what the other party said clearly. But, everyone clearly saw that the long saber in the cultivator’s hand suddenly burst out dazzling red.

Raging fire roared out from the blade. The long saber turned into a flaming stripe and fell toward the black figure.

The black figure suddenly moved. There was no fluctuation of spiritual Qi coming from him. He just raised the wooden walking stick in his hand.

With a clang, the flaming blade and the wooden staff collided in the air. There was no fire, no explosion on the ground, and even the sound of collision was not so intense.

This feeling was like a fierce punch hitting a cotton bag. But at this time, everyone in the distance clearly saw that the wooden walking stick in the black figure’s hand suddenly changed.

In an instant, the wooden walking stick suddenly expanded like an old tree sprouting and turned into a pitch-black weapon that was like a boat paddle. There were light spots on the wider side. Light spots appeared like stars.

No one knew what this meant, but the next moment, the black figure suddenly waved the paddle.

Hong!

Wherever the boat paddle arrived, the void became thick. The next moment, rolling waves surged out from the depths of the void. It was as if the door had been opened and the water had been emptied.

The waves were rolling, and the waves hit the shore. The momentum was amazing. In an instant, they rushed out and extinguished the flames on the blade. The surging air blast turned into a fierce blow and hit cultivator without reservation.

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