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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 662

“If you retreat, they’ll die.

If you don’t, you’ll all die together!”

Charles bared his teeth, and a wave of murderous intent erupted from his entire body.

However, CaspianCaspian remained calm.

“I’m sorry, but I won’t back away, and I won’t die either.”

“Heavy Weapon!” CaspianCaspian roared and held the Wave-Breaking Sword horizontally.

With a trace of reluctance in his eyes, he then resolutely swept the sword back.

“Furious Sword Intent!”

“Clear Lotus Sunset!”

The Clear Lotus Sunset was the Lotus Leaves Chop‘s third trick, and Pulse Control Realm cultivators could learn it.

Moreover, CaspianCaspian acquired martial arts when he was in Evergreen Town.

As Clear Lotus Sunset was a defensive move and CaspianCaspian always pursued turbulent offensive moves, he never used it before.

Originally, CaspianCaspian thought that he would no longer have the opportunity to use martial art skills with the improvement of his realm.

However, that skill could help him save his companions behind him.

Swoosh!

A series of dazzling sword lights was slashed out.

The brilliance reflected each other in mid-air, and it appeared like a lotus pond at a glance, swaying gently in the breeze, creating a stark contrast to the brutal fist wind.

The next moment, the sword lights and the wind of fist collided,

Thud! Boom! Bang!

Crackle and rattle!

In an instant, it sounded as if countless steel plates hit the ground and exploded.

Everyone felt as if their eardrums were pierced by needles, and their faces showed agony.

The rolling waves frantically churned, and a slate was blown into the air.

In a flash, it was smashed into billowing stone dust.

Suddenly, gravel flew everywhere, and the two opponents could not see each other clearly despite only being one meter apart.

However, amid the explosion of chaos, a giant sword was firmly inserted into the ground.

In the smoke and dust, one could faintly see the hands holding the hilt of the sword, still motionless.

Not only that but behind the massive sword appeared to be a peaceful place.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a while, the explosion stopped, the hurricane subsided, and the dust and gravel slowly fell back to the ground.

Charles sneered and stared in CaspianCaspian’s direction with his arms crossed.

The corners of his raised mouth gradually lowered, and the eager look in his eyes became puzzled, surprised, and embarrassed.

“That’s impossible!” Charles roared angrily when he saw CaspianCaspian kneeling on one knee with his sword and looking up at him with a confident smile.

“As I said, I won’t retreat, and I won’t let you kill any more people.” CaspianCaspian stood up slowly, but he did not pull out the Wave-Breaking Sword on the ground.

Charles’s eyes fell on the Wave-Breaking Sword, and the light in his eyes suddenly condensed as his pupils contracted violently.

The giant sword that hit him so badly and nearly cut off his wrist before was now full of damage as if it experienced a tragic fight.

Not only were the inscription patterns destroyed, but the entire massive sword was comparable to a rotten iron.

The price the other party paid was the destruction of the magic weapon.

“You…” Even Charles’s heart ached when he saw the destruction of the Wave-Breaking Sword.

He knew that although the giant sword was not an almost spirit tool, it could be regarded as the pinnacle of sharp weapons.

Yet, CaspianCaspian sacrificed the sword to protect the group of people behind him.

“Look at them! They’ve already fainted.

Even if you’ve sacrificed so much for them, do you think they’ll know and appreciate you!” Charles could not help yelling due to his anger, “You idiot! If a cultivator wants to be promoted, he must compete with others for cultivation resources, and these are all opponents for your resources.

What a fool!”

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