Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

"Sr. Shuo was right, very right. Unfortunately, you are late. All the damage to this palace has been damaged, isn't it?"

Lan Cang felt that the old guy must have thought of him as a skinned person.

"..."

"His Royal Highness Prince!" Bai Ye shouted suddenly outside the court.

He turned his head to look around, smiled slightly, and slowly raised his hand to say hello.

"Let them play a game without any challenging competition, even if the final victory is not a real victory, my wolf king will not be a rare beast title!"

She revealed her determination, even if you want to help him, she can't insult the Yinfeng beast and Lancang herself.

"Oh!" Yin Feng shook his neck slightly, cheering with a wolf, and supporting his master.

Bai Ye's words are straightforward, making it clear that if you play like this, you will no longer help.

The crown prince fell into a silent thought, and finally, he gave up his perseverance, and was relieved by the old guys who swarmed into the main seat.

Zi Yao's expression eased slightly, and the overall look was still ugly.

With Shu Lao's 'final start', the crowd from all corners of the audience screamed with excitement, cheered by drums.

Momentum!

Of course, not for Lancang, but for the two strongest beasts about to go to war!

Swoosh-slap-

The two beasts, already impatient, didn't say much, broke straight, and attacked under the blue sky and white clouds.

Although Yin Feng's personality is two, he also knows the principle of knowing himself and himself. As soon as Zi Yao appeared, he discovered the deep power from him, and the power to break through the bottleneck.

The two mythical beasts flying in the sky under the sky brought waves of beast strength between offense and defense, and everyone could only see Ling Lihanguang and claw marks brought by Dao Dao.

They are very close to each other in breath and killing distance.

At first, they were only in the tentative phase with each other. Later, the real strength began.

Yinfeng's move strength is obviously more fierce and fierce. Each move will cause a sway in the field. Many people below have stood up one after another. The lower strength has begun to quietly transport internal force to resist.

Zi Yao reveals danger and indifference in elegance, and the speed is extremely fast.

This is the leopard's advantage.

Yin Feng was shocked every time he evaded, and even missed it several times.

The two had a close relationship. Apart from being surprised, stunned, and dumbfounded, there were no other expressions on the faces of the crowd.

Even Bai Ye couldn't help but applaud again and again, seeing itchy all over, so I wanted to fight a fight!

Xiao Jiujiu was crazy and was infected by the atmosphere. He also used the little milk sound to learn the same, and shouted with the madmen on the field.

When Zi Yao repeatedly used speed to dodge and found the right time to launch an attack to master the initiative, Yin Feng finally mastered the law.

Relying on the sensitivity of hearing, mixed with the luck of predicting the direction.

He finally slapped a wolf paw on Zi Yao's chest.

"puff--"

Light purple grows up and down, Zi Yao can't catch it, and flew out of the sky.

But Yin Feng didn't even have time to smile, and suddenly a thick black mist came in front of him!

He instantly panicked.

"This is? Mist of blood!"

In a blink of an eye, Yin Feng's complexion gradually began to fade, and it seemed that he lost a lot of blood in an instant.

Bai Ye flicked the back of the chair at this moment: "What a great move, suck blood!"