Natural Favorites: Mythical Beasts Come to Open the Way

Chapter 592
"Boy, don't be too rampant, don't you want to give you face? Then take your life!"

Hearing Yetong's refusal, the Red Scaled Patriarch became impatient. His hair was instantly replaced by red scales, a row of sharp horns grew out of the center of his head, and his hands became animal claws covered with red hard scales. No matter how aggressive he is, his appearance alone is quite bluffing.

And nothing happened to Yetong, she still threw two palms forward, but it was a little harder than before, and she shouted loudly: "Look at the palm!"

At least in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that the two of them were about to get serious, and their bodies tensed up, ready to fight, secretly praying for Yetong.

The palms of Yetong and the Red Scaled Patriarch collided, and Yetong could feel her palms as if they had touched a soldering iron. The mist filled the air, covering Yetong and the Red Scale patriarch.

This was exactly what Yetong wanted. Under the cover of the white mist, no one could see clearly what happened between the two of them, and Yetong secretly sent out a dark energy from his palm.

This is not an ordinary dark energy, this dark energy contains the power of a strong man in the divine realm, the face of the red-scale patriarch changed drastically, he only felt that an extremely powerful force had invaded his body, breaking through the bamboo. He rushed all the way, as if a knife was about to shred his body.

The Clan Chief of the Red Scale let out a cry of pain and wailed mournfully. Before he could fully react, Nighteye drove the dark force through his throat, cutting off his vitality.

He clutched his neck tightly, his eyeballs were about to pop out, he stared at Yetong's face, opened his mouth wide to say something, but couldn't make any sound, his eyes only had Horror and disbelief.

The crowd only heard the screams and howls of a man, but they couldn't tell whose voice it was, but they could also guess that the battle had already been decided.

Yetong watched the red-scale patriarch slowly fall backwards, smiled disdainfully, then covered his chest and grinned in pain, while the white mist had gradually dissipated.

The first thing everyone noticed was a figure falling from mid-air, and it fell heavily on the high platform with a loud noise. He was lying face up, his wide eyes hadn't closed yet, but he was out of breath.

This face was very familiar to everyone, and they immediately recognized him as the majestic head of the red-scaled demon clan. What's the matter?Everyone was shocked, and turned to look at another figure in midair.

Seeing Yetong stumbling down, she seemed to be exhausted. She must have paid a huge price for defeating the Red Scaled Patriarch, and everyone couldn't help guessing.

In any case, surprises were nothing but surprises, Yetong's victory was expected by everyone, cheers and shouts rang out one after another, and the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic than when the wedding started.

Of course, the people of the Red Scale Monster Clan couldn't be happy at all, especially the groom Guan'er who was the main character of this wedding. He looked at Huanyan happily but anxiously catching Yetong who fell on the high platform, his face was full of excitement. Pale, eyes glazed over, trembling all over, not daring to move a step.

"None of my business, none of my business" he kept repeating these words.

"How could it be none of your business? It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, your father wouldn't have died. My red-scale demon clan doesn't have a young master like you."

(End of this chapter)