The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 895

After Caspian's words, the scene once again fell into a terrifying silence.

Many people looked at Caspian with dull eyes.

They even wondered if they were dreaming.

With so many people attacking at the same time, even a Holy Land Realm cultivator would be smashed into pieces.

Although Caspian was at the peak of the third stage of Pulse Control Realm, it was too exaggerated that he was unscathed.

"He, he's holding on, he's pretending!"

Someone roared at this moment.

Caspian didn't even turn around and smashed down with the halberd.

The cultivator was instantly split in half from the middle.

He killed the cultivator without any hesitation.

Caspian proved with facts that no one could hold on better than him even if he was holding on.

At this moment, there was only one thought in the minds of the cultivators present: how did he do it?

"If you want to blame someone, blame me for working harder than you."

Caspian sneered as if he had seen through everyone's thoughts.

Just now, Caspian did not dodge. He completely relied on his physical strength to resist the powerful killing moves of the crowd.

Caspian relied on the Immortal Demon Physique.

He had experienced hell-like cultivation in order to improve his Immortal Demon Physique.

At this realm, it was undoubtedly impossible for a person at the same level as him to hurt him again.

No matter how many swords and martial arts techniques there were, they were just meaningless accumulation.

If they couldn't achieve a qualitative change, they couldn't hurt Caspian.

The so-called qualitative change could only change from sharp weapons to spirit tools.

However, cultivators of Pulse Control Realm could not use spirit tools at all.

The cultivators present naturally did not know what kind of sacrifice Caspian had made for the Immortal Demon Physique.

What's more, they didn’t know that under the attack of the same weapon, the Immortal Demon Physique's defense would become stronger and stronger.

In other words, the more Caspian fought, the stronger he became!

At the beginning, he could compete with everyone.

Now, he could crush everyone on the spot!

No one understood the reason behind this, so in the silence, everyone could only hear their heartbeats.

"Now it's my turn."

Caspian ignored everyone's shocked eyes.

These people came to kill him.

From the first 100 to the present 1,000 people.

And he was alone!

In that case, why couldn't he fight back?

What's more, Caspian killed people without any explanation.

Suddenly, Caspian seemed to emit an aura that could suppress everything.

At this moment, he exerted the most powerful pressure on the crowd as an absolute expert.

A single person crushed a thousand people.

"eExtremely angry sword intent!"

"Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic!"

The horrible weapon of an almost spirit tool in one hand and the arm of a giant beast in the other.

Caspian suddenly attacked.

With a wave of his hand, countless waves of blood gushed out.

Wherever he went, every cultivator was killed.

One circle after another, layer by layer.

The empty space around Caspian was getting bigger and bigger.

The blood on the ground was getting thicker and thicker.

Domain at the peak of the mountain seemed to have turned into a bloody hell.

During the Great Oceans Sect disciples who took out the iron awl before, there was still one who was not dead.

Seeing this, he was almost scared out of his wits. Without hesitation, he turned around and fled.

Caspian swept his arm.

The iron awl that fell to the ground suddenly shot out like a meteor and blew up the cultivator in the air like fireworks.

The cultivators that had attacked Caspian before were swept away by him in a moment.

Almost all of them were smashed into pieces.

Their bodies were torn into pieces and scattered everywhere.

The other cultivators were no longer as violent as before. They all looked pale and panicked.

But they had no chance to escape!