Chapter 1285 (1/2)

”Your Highness

”Brother Prince!”

The people of Chishui wake up with a cry, then run to the prince of Chishui who falls on the ground, his face turns pale, and he can't even stand up. However, a black figure is faster than any of them. Almost in a blink of an eye, he comes to the prince of Chishui who falls on the ground with blood on his mouth.

”Didn't I warn you?”

The deep and angry voice hit the hearts of the people around them like thunder. The powerful pressure contained in the voice swung open in their hearts, and the blood in their bodies was also agitated.

Xuanyuan Moze's hands condensed the spirit breath and twisted him from the ground like a throat lock. The holy power that was visible to the naked eye formed a big hand, tightly clasped the red water Prince's neck, lifted him off the ground and hung him like that.

At this time, the prince of Chishui was unable to resist and struggle. The blow hurt his internal organs, making him even feel difficult to breathe. He could not lift his strength at all, let alone other things.

At this time, he only felt a strong sense of pressure and death hanging over him, which made him scared, but at the same time, he could not help giving birth to a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Xuanyuan Moze, who was listed as the first Prince of the eight empires, is so strong! Strong enough to frighten him and make his heart tremble

At this moment, he had no doubt that as long as he had an idea, he could kill his life on the spot!

”Prince Xuanyuan, you can't kill my brother Prince!”

”Prince Xuanyuan, you can't do this!”