Iron Cross Fire

The moment the words fell, Yue Feng raised his hand and hit Prince Aotian from behind.

Bang!

All this happened too quickly. Prince Aotian was still in shock and couldn't dodge at all. Then he heard a dull vibration, and Prince Aotian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was blown away.

Plop!

After flying for dozens of meters, Prince Aotian fell heavily to the ground, his face extremely pale.

Prince Aotian clearly felt that several ribs in his body were broken, and his breath was surging.

"You..."

Prince Aotian endured the severe pain in his body and stared at Yue Feng closely, his eyes full of anger and confusion: "How could you be okay?"

Yue Feng's divine power had not fully recovered, so it was impossible for him to withstand his palm.

What Prince Aotian couldn't figure out was that Yue Feng in front of him was indeed fine.

"Hehe..." WeNXuEmi.Cc

Facing the doubts of Prince Aotian, Yue Feng smiled, then tore off his coat, revealing the blood-winged armor inside.

Seeing the blood-winged armor on Yue Feng, Prince Aotian's expression froze instantly.

At the same time, he also realized that Yue Feng was well prepared.

Seeing his expression, Yue Feng smiled: "Aotian, you are very courageous. You dare to wait for me to come back at my place. Speaking of it, when I guessed it was you, I was really surprised, and I was also worried that if I really fought with you, it would cause unnecessary casualties."

"But fortunately, before I came back, I went to Huashan and got Lu Bu's blood-winged armor. Just like you said, this is God's will, right."

Hua La..

When the last sentence fell, Yue Feng clapped his hands, and in an instant, Wen Chouchou and others who had been waiting outside quickly rushed in.

The moment they rushed in, everyone saw the scene in front of them and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Wen Chouchou walked over quickly and said to Yue Feng: "Fengzi, are you okay?"

Yue Feng said he was fine, pointed to the blood-winged armor on his body and smiled: "It's just as I guessed, Prince Aotian attacked secretly, but the power was offset by the armor."

Swish!

Hearing this, whether it was Wen Chouchou or Sun Dasheng, they all glared at Prince Aotian.

The next second, Sun Dasheng raised his hand to summon the Axe of Creation and shouted: "This Prince Aotian is really despicable and insidious, let me kill him." As soon as the voice fell, he was about to swing the Axe of Creation to cut Prince Aotian.

As soon as the voice fell, the others nodded in agreement.

"Yes, kill him!"

"Keeping him will definitely cause trouble..."

Feeling the murderous intentions of the crowd, Prince Aotian was not panicked at all. After all, he was a member of the royal family of the Divine Realm and had seen a lot, but he was a little unwilling in his heart.

Yue Feng thought about it and stopped Sun Dasheng: "Great Sage, keep him first."

To be honest, Yue Feng also wanted to kill Prince Aotian, but his identity was somewhat special after all. He was the brother of the current Emperor of Heaven. If he really killed him, it would involve a lot of trouble.

Yue Feng thought about it and temporarily detained Prince Haotian.

Seeing Yue Feng say this, Sun Dasheng was a little reluctant, but still put away the Axe of Creation.

A few minutes later, Prince Aotian was detained.

......

On the other side, the Nalan family.

In the garden, Gone was sweeping the yard with a broom. Because he was a disciple of another surname, he was temporarily not qualified to practice the Nalan family's skills, so he could only do odd jobs.

To be honest, as the supreme demon, Gone rejected it from the bottom of his heart, but there was no way. In order to hide his identity and have a quiet practice environment, he could only endure it temporarily.

Shashasha.....

A few minutes later, after sweeping the fallen leaves, Gone wiped his sweat and sat in the pavilion to rest. After staying in the Nalan family for a day, Gone had been hiding his demon soul power all day, and only practiced and recovered secretly at night.

"Hey!"

While resting, he heard a coquettish voice from behind: "After sweeping the yard, go to my room and mow the lawn."

Gone frowned, looked back, and saw Nalan Wushuang standing there with an arrogant face.

In Nalan Wushuang's heart, this foreign disciple in front of him was almost the same as a servant, and he could do whatever he wanted.

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