The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 147

Zephyr stared at Molie indifferently.

Initially, he only needed to catch Astor and Molie back.

However, Astor managed to withstand his force, and Molie even took Ashton hostage and threatened the crowd right under his nose.

Although Ashton being captured was none of his concern, the fact that a warrior did such a thing in front of a cultivator was utterly humiliating.

Moreover, Zephyr was always a petty person.

After a while, Zephyr sneered, “Nana, you’re great at hiding yourself.”

Others might not be able to tell, but Zephyr knew well that Molie was camouflaging his true capability.

Not only that, when Molie was dodging him, he did not show his true power too.

“Then why aren’t you running away?” Molie mocked.

Then, be swallowed the remaining two Heavenly Fiend Capsules.

In an instant, he felt a surge of heat rushing in his body.

A suppressed emotion in him gradually leaked into his heart.

“Phew.” Molie exhaled and slowly straightened his body.

Zephyr’s expression changed slightly.

At this time, he felt as if he was not facing a True Martial Realm warrior but a brave-hearted tiger that dominated the forest.

“If I don’t get rid of him now, it’ll only bring me trouble in the future!” Zephyr quickly made such judgment.

“Old b*stard, did you know?” Molie raised his head, and his gaze was as sharp as a blade as he looked at Zephyr.

“Even if you run today, I’ll still chase after you and kill you!”

As soon as he said that, Molie suddenly turned into ten phantoms, covering the space as they all rushed at Zephyr.

Zephyr was stunned.

He did not expect that the True Martial Realm Molie would attack him first.

Based on common sense, Molie was supposed to flee!

The next second, surprise and anger flashed on Zephyr’s face, and he roared, “You’re not a True Martial Realm warrior!”

“Why don’t you give it a try and tell me?! Eight-Shadowed Fists!”

Boom!

The surroundings were suddenly filled with Molie’s scream.

On his body, the light of the 12 energy channels emerged, just like a moon halo.

As he punched out the Eight-Shadowed Fists, the punches’ shadows shrouded like meteors falling from the sky, rapid and dense.

Zephyr even felt his cheeks tingling from being scrapped by the passing airflow.

As Zephyr felt that he was being looked down upon, he attacked in a rage.

“The Whirlwind Palm!”

Then, the punches and slaps collided in mid-air.

Bang!

It was so loud as if dozens of iron balls exploded in the air.

Moreover, one could even see visible ripples.

The explosion terrified the two Lawrence family members.

Their faces quickly turned pale, and their knees went weak.

Then, they fell to the ground, trembling with fear.

Molie’s dark shadow filled the sky, and it suddenly gathered to one.

Next, Molie dropped from the sky, and his palm met Zephyr’s fist.

Bang!

Waves of air surged toward the surroundings.

Zephyr retreated three steps, and each step he took would leave a deep footprint on the ground.

On the other hand, Molie’s figure flew back six meters back, precisely in the direction where the Blazing Spear was at.

Then, he grabbed onto the Blazing Spear, took advantage of its strength, and leaped as he swept the spear across.

The two Lawrence family members’ heads flew out.

The look of surprise and fear froze on their faces.

Next, Molie flicked his spear again, and the iron cage that Solana was locked in immediately opened.

“Run! We’re even now!” Molie said before he faced Zephyr again. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Zephyr’s eyes were burning with rage.

“You two know each other?”

As always, Solana did not say anything.

Instead, she looked at Molie with a profound gaze, then glanced at Zephyr, who was standing far away.

Later, she stumbled as she ran toward the forest.

“Stop right there!” Zephyr roared.

Just as he was about to run after her, Molie took a step forward and stood in front of him with the spear.

“Zephyr, where do you think you’re going?” Molie smiled, “Don’t forget that you captured me before, and we can now settle the score!”

“Get away from me!” Zephyr shouted, and he reached out with his fingers like claws, aiming at Molie’s chest as if he wanted to dig his heart out.

Even though he was surprised by Molie’s strength and realm, Zephyr did not care about Molie at all.

After all, Zephyr was a peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, and any cultivator would look down on a warrior.

“Go to hell!” Zephyr’s face was ferocious.

He needed to capture Solana as soon as possible.

Only he knew how important Solana was to him, and only he knew how difficult it was to catch Solana.

With a long scream, Molie flicked his spear and swept at Zephyr.

In an instant, the pitch -black spear body appeared like a dragon emerging out from the sea, directly stabbing at Zephyr.

The sharp blade could pierce through the night, and it burst out with a killing aura that could destroy anything into pieces.

Zephyr initially did not mind breaking Molie’s sharp weapon in half just like how Molie did with Ashton’s Flame Sword.

However, when his palm touched the spear’s blade, Zephyr felt an unprecedented sense of horror.

Such a terrifying feeling caused Zephyr’s heart to beat wildly, and he almost screamed in fright.

“There’s something wrong with this sharp weapon!”

Just as he almost shouted, a sudden strong force came at him.

It felt as if a steel plate of thousands of kilograms was aiming at his face.

Molie’s eyes flickered.

With the addition of the weight inscription, the Blazing Spear coupled with the power he wielded would be as heavy as 2000 kilograms!

Even if Molie could not hit Zephyr to death, Molie would smash him to death!

Zephyr was in mid-air, and there was nowhere else he could escape.

Thus, he could only viciously slap out a fierce palm.

“The City-Destroyer Hurricane!”

The essence of the world in his body rapidly increased Zephyr’s strength.

Despite that, the moment the spear swept at him, Zephyr still felt intense pain.

Crack!

It was he sound of bones cracking.

“B*stard!” Zephyr widened his eyes, frightened and angered.

Then, just as he was about to explode in rage, Zephyr felt his arm was numb.

Soon, half of his body was paralyzed, and he could not move at all.

Lightning inscription!

Zephyr gasped… This man had so many triumph cards!

Molie was actually waiting for this chance.

The huge strength brought by the Heavenly Fiend Capsules filled him with immense power.

It was as if he were a bow, and the Blazing Spear in his hand was an arrow.

“The Bloody Skyfall!”

Swoosh!

The spear body ripped through the air, and the violent friction ignited fire out of thin air.

“The Whirlwind Palm!”

Zephyr only felt he was getting suppressed, and he was shouting nonstop.

Next, he used the strength of half of his body and twisted himself in mid-air as he flung his arm fiercely.

Swoosh!

The next second, blood sprayed everywhere.

The Blazing Spear pierced through Zephyr‘s left arm, and flesh and blood gushed out.

Zephyr roared wildly and tossed his arm as hard as he could.

Even his face was twisted from the pain, and his eyes were filled with anger and fright.

“Nana, I’m going to peel the skin off of your body today! The Hurricane Push!”