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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 654

Caught between life and death!

The air in front of Solana dispersed layer by layer as if they were shattered papers.

Suddenly, two figures rushed toward Solana.

“Watch out!” Xander roared, grabbing Solana backward.

“Trying to save her?” Charles’s eyes flashed with a hint of contempt.

At that moment, a strong airflow slammed toward his lower abdomen, and the sound was like rolling thunder.

Even though the fist was yet to hit him, Charles could feel a pressure reaching his lower abdomen and pushed him back.

Charles frowned, and he had no choice but to give up on his attack, hurriedly stepping back.

Bang!

A heavy slam smashed at the spot Charles’s stood before.

With Casey‘s fist as the center, everyone saw that circles of visible vibrations surged toward the surroundings.

“Casey!”

“It’s him again!”

“He pushed Charles back!”

Everyone was stunned, and even Xander looked at Casey in surprise.

He remembered that it was not the first time Casey helped the Heavenly Stars Sect disciples.

More importantly, the guy managed to keep up with his reaction and speed immediately.

Not only Xander and other sect disciples, but Charles also narrowed his eyes.

For the first time since he came here, he looked straight at the cultivator who just punched him backward.

After a while, he uttered through gritted teeth, “Fauna Imperial Sect disciple…”

Charles felt the punch clearer and more intense than the other people present.

Although only the wind of the fist managed to hit him, Charles still felt discomfort in his stomach after that.

Furthermore, despite only being a momentary irritation, it was enough to show the strength and speed of the opponent.

“How interesting! The Fauna Imperial Sect has a body refiner as its cultivator.”

Charles grinned, but his eyes raged with killing intent, and he seemed to be emitting a blood thirsty aura.

“Body refiner?”

Emmett and the others were shocked as they turned to their sect-mate.

They never heard that Casey was a body refiner.

Everyone else also looked at Casey, stunned.

They knew that although a body refiner has a strong body and strength, the difficulty of cultivation was far more than that of ordinary cultivators.

Moreover, the battle of Fauna Imperial Sect disciples relied more on their assistive beasts, and their usual practice was mainly to train the monsters.

Hence, body refiners would have to use more energy on it.

Consequently, everyone stared at Casey, the only one who had no assistive beast, with a look of confusion on their faces.

“Tsk! I don’t care what type of cultivation you’re into.

No matter what, all of you are not going to leave this place alive,” Charles flashed a creepy smile and added, “Without your blood, I won’t get the strongest Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd!”

Before everyone understood the meaning of his words, Charles roared again and rushed toward the crowd.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Every step he took was like a giant trampled the earth.

As the ground trembled violently, everyone’s footing became unstable.

“Be careful!” Omar shouted and slashed out.

“The Raging Sea Storm!”

“How useless!” Charles grinned and directly waved his hand, “Scarlet Blood Devil’s Arm!”

Boom!

A roll of strong winds suddenly condensed quickly in the space around him.

Soon, as if it was a huge palm as large as a long table, the five terrifying fingers directly grabbed at the sword lights.

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