The moment he finished speaking, Yue Feng raised his hand and slapped Prince Aotian behind him.
Bang!
All this happened too quickly. Prince Aotian was still shocked and could not dodge at all. He heard a dull vibration sound. Prince Aotian squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was also shaken away.
Plop!
After flying dozens of meters away, Prince Aotian fell heavily to the ground, his face extremely pale.
Prince Aotian clearly felt that a few ribs in his body were broken and his breath surging.
"you..."
Prince Aotian endured the severe pain in his body and stared at Yue Feng with anger and confusion in his eyes: "How could you be fine?"
Yue Feng's divine power has not been fully restored, so it is impossible for him to withstand his palm.
But what Prince Aotian couldn't understand was that Yue Feng in front of him was indeed nothing happened.
"hehe..."
Faced with Prince Aotian’s doubts, Yue Feng smiled, then pulled off the coat on his body, revealing the blood-winged armor inside.
Seeing the blood-winged armor on Yue Feng's body, Prince Aotian's expression froze instantly.
At the same time, he also realized in his heart that Yue Feng was prepared.
Seeing his expression, Yue Feng smiled: "Aotian, you are very brave and dared to wait for me to come back from my place. Speaking of which, when I guessed it was you, I was really surprised, and I was worried that if I really wanted to fight with you, it would cause unnecessary casualties."
"But fortunately, I had been to Huashan before I came back and got the blood-winged armor of Lu Bu back then. Just like you said, this is God's will, right?"
Crazy...
When the last sentence was finished, Yue Feng clapped his hands. In an instant, Wen Chou Chou and others who had been waiting outside rushed in quickly.
The moment they rushed in, everyone was relieved when they saw the scene in front of them.
Then, Wen Chou Chou walked over quickly and said to Yue Feng: "Fengzi, are you okay?"
Yue Feng said that it was okay, pointed to the blood-winged armor on his body and smiled: "It's not as good as I guess. Prince Aotian raided in secret, but his power was offset by the armor."
Swish!
When he heard this, whether it was Wen Chou Chou or Sun Dasheng, he glared at Prince Aotian.
The next second, Sun Dasheng raised his hand to summon the Kaitian Axe and shouted: "This Prince Aotian is really despicable and insidious. Let me kill him." After the words came, he was about to swing the Kaitian Axe to slash at Prince Aotian.
After the words came to an end, everyone else nodded and agreed.
"Yes, kill him!"
"Keep it will definitely be a future problem..."
Feeling the murderous intent of everyone, Prince Aotian was not panicked at all. After all, he was a royal family in the Divine Realm and had a lot of knowledge, but he was a little unwilling to accept it.
Yue Feng thought about it and stopped Sun Dasheng: "Sage, keep him first."
To be honest, Yue Feng also wanted to kill Prince Aotian, but his identity was a bit special after all. He was the brother of the current Tiandi. If he really wanted to kill him, it would cause a lot of trouble.
Yue Feng had already thought about it and imprisoned Prince Haotian for the time being.
Seeing Yue Feng say this, Sun Dasheng felt a little reluctant, but he still put away the Axe of the Sky.
A few minutes later, Prince Aotian was imprisoned.
......
On the other side, the Nalan family.
In the garden, Gone was cleaning the yard with a broom. Because he was a disciple of the other surname, he was not qualified to practice the Nalan family's martial arts for the time being, so he could only do miscellaneous work.
To be honest, as the supreme demon clan, Gone rejected it from the bottom of his heart, but there was no way. In order to hide his identity and have a quiet cultivation environment, he could only endure it for the time being.
Rush rust...
A few minutes later, after sweeping the fallen leaves, Gone wiped his sweat and sat in the pavilion to rest. He had been staying in the Nalan family for a day. During this day, Gone had been hiding his demon soul power. He could only practice and recover secretly when he was resting at night.
"Hello!"
While resting, a slutty voice sounded from behind: "After cleaning the yard, go to my room and trim the lawn."
Gone frowned and looked back, and saw Nalan Wushuang standing there with a proud look on his face.
In Nalan Wushuang's heart, the disciple of the foreign surname was almost the same as a servant, and he could do whatever he wanted.