Chapter 269

The golden-armored young master looked at Meng Su with disgust, covered his nose and said: "Drunkard, the Demon son of the Blood Demon Sect, is actually this bear look, really disappointing, Yin Shang, wait a minute, call him to the martial arts arena, this young master wants to teach him how to be a person."

The golden-armored young master turned and left. The black-clothed young master named Yin Shang waved his hand to his subordinates. Behind him came two burly men, one holding Meng Su's arm, dragging the sleeping Meng Su out of the prison.

On the martial arts arena, a golden tent, two rows of people stood in the golden tent, more than a hundred people on the left, golden clothes and golden armor, hard and handsome, the leader was the young master just in the prison, behind the young master was a young woman, the woman was covered with a light veil, looking very mysterious.

In the middle was a table, on the table sat a middle-aged general. To the right of the general were four beautiful women wearing soft armor, golden hair and green eyes, tall figure, full breasts, and the woman standing beside the most side one was Ye Baiyi, the two were close together, wishing they could melt together. On the right were seven or eight black-clothed and black-armored men, among whom was the angel who kidnapped himself.

Meng Su was dragged to the middle of the golden tent by two people, thrown to the ground, and the drunk Meng Su emitted a thunderous snoring sound. The smell of alcohol was pungent, and the four beauties covered their noses and frowned.

The general on the golden tent frowned and said to his subordinates: "Wake him up, a rotten drunkard, how did he become the Demon son of the Blood Demon Sect? No wonder the Human Race is weak."

With a "splash," a basin of cold water poured on Meng Su's head, Meng Su was shocked, and climbed up from the ground.

"Damn, which bastard, dare to pee on my head, I will cut off his Dingding and feed it to the dog. Grandpa's." Meng Su cursed and stood up, suddenly found that he appeared in the golden tent, and was being watched by people.

Several women covered their mouths, whispered, and showed disgusted expressions on their faces.

"Just this kind of goods, actually is the Demon son of the Blood Demon Sect, is the candidate to inherit the Blood Demon Sect in the future, has the Blood Demon Sect rotted to this extent?"

"I dare to bet that he can't take three moves from my young master. A drunkard, it is estimated that his body has been hollowed out by wine and sex. Such a person is worthy of my young master's move? Phew."

"Yin Jin-yu is going to be disappointed this time, coming from the Feather Demon Palace thousands of miles away, wanting to compare with the Demon son of the Blood Demon Sect, to gain insights and break through to the Supreme realm, it seems this road is not feasible."

"Does it need the Golden Feather Camp to move? Any Demon Saint from our Black Feather Camp can kill the drunkard before us."

Everyone discussed, Meng Su curiously sized up everyone's faces, and when his eyes turned to the woman behind the young master named Yin Jin-yu, Meng Su's eyes could no longer move away. Slurred: "This girl is beautiful, well, I like it. Little lady, are you willing to warm the bed for grandfather?"

The generals were furious, only Ye Baiyi smiled, looking very connotative.

The Feather Demon Art has ten main camps, divided into seven directions, divided by color, Red Feather Camp, Orange Feather Camp, Yellow Feather Camp, Green Feather Camp, Cyan Feather Camp, Blue Feather Camp, Purple Feather Camp. In addition, there are two personal guard camps in the Feather Demon Palace: Golden Feather Camp and White Feather Camp. There is also a Black Feather Camp specializing in special missions such as assassination and rescue.

There are ten Demon sons in the Feather Demon Palace, in charge of ten main camps, among which gold is respected. White is secondary.

Yin Jin-yu is the Demon son of the Golden Feather Camp, and the woman covered with a white veil is Yin Jin-yu's sister, named: Yin Rou.

Yin Rou looked very soft, but in fact her cultivation was very high, Demon Saint late stage cultivation, second only to her brother's Demon Saint Great Perfection.

Stared at by Meng Su's unscrupulous gaze, Yin Rou had goosebumps all over. Felt extremely uncomfortable, cold voice said: "As long as you can defeat my brother, I will warm the bed for you. If you lose, I will dig out your eyes and let you fall into darkness forever."

Feather Clan, mainly cultivates light and darkness. So their digging eyes are truly destroying people's eye consciousness, which cannot be regenerated by limbs, even if you regenerate your eyes, you are still a blind person.

"Young lady's words are true? I just like girls with temper, enough energy. That's it." Meng Su shouted at everyone: "Who is my brother-in-law, come and fight with brother-in-law."

Yin Jin-yu was furious, stepped forward, cursed: "Damn thing, do you really think we dare not kill you? If it weren't for you still having some use, you would have died a hundred times."

Ye Baiyi on the side revealed a mysterious smile. This smile made the young woman standing beside her feel uneasy.

That woman was the guard captain of the White Feather Camp, and also the fifth daughter of the City Lord, named: Yin Shanshan. She was Yin Heiyu's sister, usually quite arrogant, and acted mighty in this main city. I don't know what means Ye Baiyi used to trick Yin Shanshan into bed, or maybe Yin Shanshan tricked Ye Baiyi into bed, anyway, the two were sweet and couldn't be separated.

Yin Shanshan grabbed Ye Baiyi's ear, scolded coquettishly: "Are you moved by the girl from the Golden Feather Camp opposite? I see you have been peeking, do you think I can't see it?"

Ye Baiyi protected his ears, shouted pain: "Madam, let go quickly, in public, give some face, I really didn't look at that girl, with you by my side, I don't look at anyone, besides she is covered, even if I want to see, I can't see."

"Oh, you still want to take off the veil and see? Do you want me to say hello? Let you see the beauty?"

"Good. Ah no, I am not that kind of person, in my eyes, Madam is always the most beautiful. If I look, let me become a blind person." Ye Baiyi cursed and swore.

Meng Su staggered forward a few steps, hiccuped, waved his hand and said: "No need for such trouble, within ten rounds, you will lose. Is it a stop, or a life-and-death decision? If I accidentally kill you, you cut off my wine and meat, it won't be worth it."

"Crazy, this drunkard is really crazy, just this bird look, actually wants to win or lose in ten rounds?"

"The key is that he still wants to win the Golden Feather Young Master, this is crazy, the problem of Human Race loving to brag is just not changed."

"I can't bear it anymore, let me go down and teach him a lesson, so he knows why flowers are so red."

Meng Su's sentence stirred up a thousand layers of waves. The crowd was excited. A master of the Black Feather Camp walked to Yin Heiyu and clasped his fist to fight: "The end will be Yin Wu, willing to go on stage to learn from the Blood Demon Sect Demon son. Hope the Highness approves."

Demon son, is the successor of the future head of the Feather Demon Sect, so privately all the generals call them Highness. Yin Heiyu is the leader of the Black Feather Camp, in terms of combat power, second only to Yin Jin-yu. And Meng Su was kidnapped by him, so he has priority disposal rights.

Yin Heiyu nodded: "Approved, don't beat him to death, this person still has great use."

Yin Wu got permission and flew onto the martial arts arena. Meng Su was leaned against the rope on the edge of the martial arts arena, rolling his eyes, the smell of alcohol was strong, the whole person was in a state of half-drunk and half-awake, as if even his footsteps couldn't stand firm.

Do cultivators get drunk? Of course, if there is immortal wine, you can get drunk, but the wine given to Meng Su is ordinary aged wine, although delicious, it has no spiritual power, so this so-called drunkenness depends on Meng Su's mood. If he is in a good mood, he can let alcohol control his nerves. If he doesn't want to get drunk, it's basically the same as drinking water.

Meng Su's performance was too real. The people of the Feather Demon Sect looked at Meng Su's cowardly look of being drunk, and all thought that Meng Su, in order to obtain that drunken pleasure, didn't use Demon power to resist, and let himself get drunk. They thought Meng Su was really drunk.

Yin Wu flew to the martial arts arena, his footsteps paused, the sky dimmed slightly, and he kicked toward Meng Su's head. The horn carried a hazy brilliance, the power was amazing, the light and darkness in the air lost balance, the space around Meng Su was like night, all the light went to Yin Wu's feet. This kick melted into the void, driving light, without a trace, can only be observed with eyes, cannot be locked by divine sense. But now the light around Meng Su had been deprived, Meng Su was like being in the dark night, his vision was greatly affected.

The people under the martial arts arena were attracted by Yin Wu's kick, and couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Yin Wu has realized the light and darkness origin? This is still okay? Yin Heiyu has another general under his command, and the battle of Demon son ranking at the end of the year, the Golden Feather Camp has an opponent."