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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1606

At this time, the power of Master was like a constantly stacked wave and a constantly rising mountain, making the two Crape Myrtle Sect disciples sweat like rain, their faces were as white as paper, and their bodies trembled like a sieve.

This terrifying pressure even affected the surrounding Heaven's Edge Sect disciples.

Everyone felt as if their throats were being clutched, and it was difficult for them to breathe. It was as if countless chains of destiny had appeared in the air around them, locking them down.

"Answer me!" Caspian shouted in a low voice.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a wave of Divine Sense.

Immediately, these two words, like two rolling thunder, exploded in the ears of the Crape Myrtle Sect disciples.

One of them immediately spat out blood from his nostrils. He groaned and fainted.

The other one's psychological line of defense had also completely collapsed. He cried out in a hoarse voice, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! According to the sect's laws, those who don't respect the superiors will be deducted 20 merit points, one arm will be broken, and will have to reflect on it for three months."

"Now, it's clear." Caspian's face did not change. He said these words in a low voice, and then walked toward the two people step by step.

Every step he took was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of this Crape Myrtle Sect disciple.

Looking at this scene, cultivators around felt as if their hearts were being grabbed by an invisible big hand as Caspian approached. All the blood in their bodies was stagnant.

"Does this guy really dare to do that?"

"He openly provoked the Crape Myrtle Sect. This guy is really bold!"

"Who gave this guy the courage to fight back with the law of Crape Myrtle Sect?"

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes were full of disbelief at this moment.

The Crape Myrtle Sect disciple, who was awake, also expected the situation that he was going to meet at this time. He cried and moved back.

He wanted to stand up and run, and he also wanted to ask for help, but his extreme fear made his legs go limp. He couldn't even stand up, let alone anything else.

Crack.

When passing by the unconscious Crape Myrtle Sect disciple, Caspian stepped on one of the disciple’s arms.

Suddenly, the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

The unconscious Crape Myrtle Sect disciple suddenly showed a painful look on his face.

His arm twisted to one side at an extremely strange angle.

Although Caspian didn't cut off the opponent's arm and only broke his foot, with the strength of Caspian, he crushed the guy's bones and turned all his muscles and flesh into blood. Even his meridians were damaged. Therefore, even if he was treated by panacea afterward, it was almost impossible for him to recover to the past.

This scene made everyone around nervous and their scalps tingle.

Although many people still didn't know Caspian at this time, Caspian's heartless face had left a deep impression on them.

The Crape Myrtle Sect cultivator, who was awake, was even more terrified when he saw this scene.

His hair was disheveled, and he continuously moved backwards while crying. He muttered, as if he was begging for mercy, but not a single word could be heard clearly.

Caspian walked up to him.

The man's body trembled and his voice became louder. He said something vaguely.

Caspian lifted his leg and swept it violently.

Peng!

It was like beating a big leather drum.

The air shook violently.

Before the disciple could make a sound, his body turned into a shadow, flew out 300 meters, and rolled down the high steps.

The moment he was kicked by Caspian, the whole arm bones of this disciple were all broken into pieces. One of his arms was red and purple, more than twice as thick as usual.

Seeing that the disciple had flown out of their sight and disappeared, all the people around swallowed at the same time. They only felt their throats tighten, and the fear in their hearts could not be described in words.

In front of the Sky-sea Pavilion's gate, which was usually bustling with noise, it was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

However, Caspian's expression was still calm. After a while, he said, "Remember to reflect on it for three months."

Not far away, Dream Hans, who had been pressed into the ground by Caspian not long ago, looked terrified.

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