Chapter 697: You're the one you beat

"Small stutter? No matter how you speak, you don't speak well."

The young demon clan who claimed to be a prince smiled lewdly: "But I like it. Don't say that, your face and stuttering soft words made me feel itchy in my heart."

The guards next to him burst into laughter, but there were still a few filthy words to help him. Li Luoya, who was standing beside Li Junshan, frowned when she heard it.

"Old man, wait." Li Junshan grabbed Li Luoya's arm who was about to go up when he saw him, and whispered: "It would be fine if the fallen angel and Barbara don't know each other. The king has followed me many times. I think these people should be able to recognize him. They already know that it was the person I brought, and they dared to tease me. Isn't this obvious stepping on me? Don't worry, why should I do it?"

"That's the seventh prince Featherwell. Although he is not a good bird, how dare he be so arrogant in public, and he doesn't care about the royal decency." Li Luoya frowned and wanted to break away from Li Junshan's arm and stop him.

"Old man, don't let me hate you." Li Junshan looked at Li Luoya with his side, "I will handle my business myself."

Leroya was suffocated, but after thinking about it, she sighed and gave up the idea of ​​stopping her from the past.

"Nicholas...I want to see him...I don't like you..."

Barbara was not stuttering, and she didn't know if she had practiced it before. The awkward demon language was like a child who had just learned to speak, and she could not hear any deliberate flaws.

I have to say that this demon prince is very evident. Barbara's concave and delicate figure, an angel-like face, and a crisp and soft mouth. The sound alone can make people feel a gentle enjoyment. No wonder the demon prince can do such a decent thing in public outside the palace gate.

"Nicolas, is that summoner?" The demon prince "Fetherwell" obviously had some of the acts. He turned his head to the pair of demon guards beside him with huge horns and big waists, and asked, "The latter didn't say anything and said nothing, but pointed his head a little.

"It's just a foreign race, but it's just useful to us." Prince Featherwell smiled and said, "Who are you?"

"You... don't care..." Barbara raised her eyebrows and looked at the demon prince fiercely.

"As long as you are not his wife, a maid or a slave, I don't think you are a close-fitting guard, but I think you are a little girl who makes a bed and warm quilt. Nicholas's words are just my words. Can he refuse to give you to me?"

Barbara's fierce appearance not only did not make the demon prince angry or afraid, but instead aroused his ***, but stood up and walked towards her with a giggle.

"Why are you talking about before to scare me?" Li Luoya looked at Li Junshan suspiciously and said, "She has lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests for hundreds of years. According to the principle, she should act recklessly. Not to mention the prince, even the Majesty may not be afraid. How could she be forced to be like this? Nicholas, would you dig a hole and let Featherwell jump down? He has no grudge against you?"

"When I brought her out, I repeatedly warned me not to act casually, otherwise with her personality, I would be able to care about who the other party was, and I would not be able to take action." Li Junshan responded casually: "It seems that I should be on stage. I don't know if this prince will give him some face to you, the lackey of your demon clan."

Li Luoya was anxious when she heard this, but before he could say anything, Li Junshan squeezed into the crowd directly, and saw his thin body leaning in. The tall and large demon guards were immediately squeezed to the point. Before those people could curse, Li Junshan had already appeared in the pavilion.

"Who, stop!"

"presumptuous!"

Several loyal demon guards roared lowly and pulled out the broad sword with a "brush". Before they could take action, Li Junshan punched a guard with a pothole on the face behind the prince. While the latter fell down on his back, the people around him immediately heard a loud and clear sound of bone shattering.

Without waiting for the others to react, Li Junshan slightly grabbed the right corner of the strong guard with a pair of giant horns on his head, which looked like a Bull Demon King. When he landed on the ground, he forced his head and body to tilt back. Then Li Junshan pulled him to aim at the thick pillars of the pavilion next to him and knocked heavily.

"Peng!" There was a thrilling scarlet and dampness on the giant claws carved on the main pillar.

Li Junshan almost completed this series of dazzling actions in the blink of an eye. Seeing that he was just a thin and weak human, the others were stunned.

At this time, many people had already recognized Li Junshan, but in their opinion, what could the leader who was so popular in Shi Feng? Compared with the noble status of the prince, he was nothing. The guards reacted and rushed towards him.

Before they could take a few steps, the angry demon guards immediately stopped their steps. They looked at the prince who was strangled by Li Junshan and raised him to the main pillar in disbelief, and were shocked one by one.

At the gate of the palace, there were people who dared to treat His Highness the Prince like this. These guards could not believe what they saw, but they were afraid of being afraid to rush over easily.

"Commander Nicholas?" The prince pressed his hands hard on Li Junshan's right hand. He asked in disbelief: "You are the summoner."

Of course, Featherwell knew how capable his guard was. He could not bring the master with him when he wandered around his territory. The Manniu, who was grabbed by Li Junshan and knocked out of the pillar, had a lion and leopard cracked in the arena. He could not imagine that a weak human summoner would let the Manniu go in every move.

"He... bullied me...I didn't hit him..." Barbara immediately changed into a happy face when she saw Li Junshan, and jumped to him.

Li Junshan sneered: "I don't let you take action casually because I'm afraid you can't show it and kill people at will. However, if you meet such a person in the future, you have to hit him. Look, just like me..."

"Bang!" Before Li Junshan finished speaking, his right hand still pinched the prince's neck, and his left palm directly slapped him in the face.

"Dare you dare to hit me?" Featherwell seemed to have forgotten to be angry. He just looked at Li Junshan in disbelief, but he still freed up a hand to stroke his instantly swollen cheek: "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are, you'll just be blind."

Li Junshan smiled wildly, and his tone was full of teasing, as if in order for the prince to be completely sure, he slapped him without saying "she" without saying a word.

"Dare to attack His Highness the Prince..."

"You want to rebel..."

"Kill him..."

The guards could not bear to see, fearing that the weapons would hurt the prince, and they rushed up with bare hands and fists.

Li Junshan seemed not to have seen all this, and his crisp slaps followed one after another. The King of Dead Bone and the Fallen Angel flashed behind him. They took action against these ordinary demon guards. They were just cannons to hit mosquitoes. With a wave of their hand, several people flew backwards.

"Dangdangdang..."

A loud bell rang, but a clever guard saw that the situation was not good and directly rang the giant bell at the palace gate. This giant bell hanging upside down on the ancient well outside the palace gate will only sound when the Demon City and the Imperial Palace are invaded and rebelled.

"Does this Nicholas have a brain..." Li Luoya only looked at Li Junshan and the prince, but did not notice that a guard had a huge bell ringing. When he heard the sound of the deafening bell ringing loudly in the sky, he immediately made a silent ***: "The prince has made a mistake, how can you hit him! The matter is getting big."

"Stop it all!"

A thunderous roar sounded from the sky in the palace, and several black shadows flew quickly toward this side from the sky - no matter who the person was, they were obviously anxious. You must know that unless an urgent matter happened in the sky above the palace, flying is strictly prohibited.

The guards immediately went down honestly and retreated. The King of Dead Bone and the Fallen Angel might not be able to listen to the command of this voice, but they had no opponents, and there was no need to chase and beat these guards, and they just stood there with the flow.

Li Junshan ignored the roar. No matter who roared the sound, his influence on him was completely zero, but he was always in an orderly manner. He heard a crisp slap and a long bell.

"Master Nicholas, I'll say it again, stop, otherwise I will let you know what regrets it is!"

Li Junshan turned around and looked at it calmly. Several figures instantly landed outside the pavilion. First, it was Lord Mos, a magician who Li Junshan had seen when he was fighting against Gan Tingmos in the palace. He had a gloomy face and was attached to a black staff. His tone was already filled with an unstoppable and vigorous anger.

There were two people standing beside him, one was the bald Armstrong, and the other was an old woman Li Junshan had never seen before. Her eyes made Li Junshan feel like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"As you wish." Li Junshan smiled at them and let go and exited from the pavilion. However, Barbara followed him hurriedly.

"Bang!" Before he could stand still, Li Junshan's body flashed and retreated again, a whip shadow flew past him, and a deep mark immediately appeared on the pillar behind him.

The King of Dead Bone and the Fallen Angel were about to rush over, but after receiving the exchange between Li Junshan, they remained still. The two of them were not on the prince who was on the attack, but they were staring at Mos and the others.

The attack on Li Junshan came from Prince Featherwell. He felt as if he was being beaten up and then woke up. His cheeks were swollen on both sides of him opened his mouth and spit out a few blood foam mixed with snow-white teeth. His silver eyes were covered with blood, but the corners of his mouth were still dragging shiny saliva uncontrollably, and he held a black and shiny whip like a black snake in his hand.

"You are dead, a lowly human being, no one can save you. I will twist your head in front of this ***."

Prince Featherwell walked towards Li Junshan step by step, his nose was filled with heavy and turbid breathing, his swollen and ferocious face, and his low roar like a beast. This originally handsome prince turned completely into an ugly monster.
Chapter completed!