The young prince's legs trembled violently, as if they were filled with lead, and they were unable to lift their feet and kick Yan Lan's legs.?                                                                                                            �

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"Whether to kick or not, didn't you scream so happily just now? Why, do you have the heart but not the courage to just talk to others?"

Yan Lan still stretched her legs and said mercilessly.

The young prince grandson cried and begged in a low voice: "Little brother, I...I will never dare to do it again. Let me go. I can give you a lot of spirit stones and a lot of high-grade magic weapons. Don't kick my legs, I don't want to become a cripple..."

Yan Lan stretched out his right hand, patted the young prince's shoulder hard, and shouted loudly: "Do you kick it?"

"I...I dare not kick, um..."

The young prince screamed in a crying voice, and his legs were so scared that they couldn't stand firmly.

Seeing this, Yan Lan suddenly shouted coldly: "If you don't kick, I'll kick!"

After saying that, Yan Lan raised his right foot and acted to kick the young prince's thigh.

"Ah, help me, save me..."

The young prince was completely frightened, his legs were almost limp, and his crotch was soaked with a slut of urine, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Yan Lan put away her legs and did not actually kick them down. Instead, she looked at the other princes and grandsons sarcastically, and then smiled at the young princes and grandsons, "Look, you didn't get any disadvantage just now, so you came together to insult me. At this moment, you are in trouble, but no one is willing to help you. Do you feel sad for yourself?"

The young prince bowed and touched himself, trembling, but his legs were still intact, and said with a crying look: "Sad, sad!"

Yan Lan turned his head and glanced at everyone and sneered: "A bunch of mobs, a bunch of loose sand. With your combat power and cohesion, you still want to defeat me, it's just a dream. You standing people are not even as strong as those who have shouted at me before. Now, I despise you. A bunch of backboneless guys."

Shuang Yan's eyes were completely cold at this moment. The corner of his mouth raised slightly and said disdainfully: "Boy, don't think that you are so great that you have trampled on the dignity of a few juniors. I don't take action because I want to see how capable you are and how big the background you are. There are only a handful of people who dare to be rude here. Now it seems that I underestimate your courage, but I don't know if your true strength can be underestimated again."

Shuang Yan said while stroking his Red Flame Sword. Waves of hot breath spread quietly, making people feel anxious, restless, and unspeakable.

Shuangbai snorted lowly, waved the white sword in his hand, and said proudly: "Brother Wang, you and I will join forces. Even the strong men at the peak of the Eight-Yan Yuanying Stage can fight and even defeat them. It is better to destroy this kid first and then settle the score with him slowly."

The fat body of the Frostball shook and grinned, "How can I lose my fight? It's better for the three brothers to join forces to let this little bastard learn about our strength, and also let him open his eyes and see our unity."

Shuang Yan nodded with a smile and said, "Okay. Since the two brothers say that, then act according to their words. Brothers are united and have broken gold with their strength. It has been a long time since they loosened their muscles and bones. I hope this guy can hold on for a while and don't let me kneel down and surrender before I warmed up."

Yan Lan looked at the three of Shuang Yan, who were full of interest, and laughed and said, "You can see that you three brothers are the strongest among you. Since you are looking forward to it, I will satisfy your wishes and come together."

As he said that, Yan Lan turned around and said to the dozen standing princes and grandsons: "Do you want to go together?"

The dozen people were stunned and looked at Shuang Yan and Shuangbai for help.

Shuang Yan shook his head and said, "You stand on the sidelines to avoid getting in the way and helping you out. You can take a good look at me, how I beat this arrogant guy up to no temper."

When the dozen or so people heard this, they seemed to have heard the amnesty order and ran towards the edge of the martial arts field.

After a conflict, no matter how stupid they were, they could see that Yan Lan's strength was far superior to them. I'm afraid there were only Shuang Yan and the other two who could control it.

Yan Lan swept away the prince and grandson who had dispersed, shook his head slightly, and then bowed to the three old men: "Three old men, you should go to the sidelines first to avoid it. These three princes want to teach me a lesson. We cannot ruin their interest!"

The three old men shook their heads with a wry smile, all of whom were burning, and Yan Lan still had the intention to joke.

The old man in yellow robe immediately reminded in a low voice: "Little brother, these three people are so vicious and hot, so they can't be messed with!"

The old man in gray robe also shook his head and sighed: "Yes, you don't know the three of them. They are the bullies in this palace. No matter whether you win or lose, you will have a good end!"

The old man in black robe nodded and said, "The three of them have reached the three generations of Yuanying to four generations of Yuanying. With the most powerful magic weapons and weapons in their hands, once they join forces, they can not only suppress the three old guys, but also the strongest people in the eighth and nine generations of Yuanying, they must avoid the edge. Little brother, you are willing to stand up for us, and we are already very content. We must not take your young life because of us."

The old man in yellow robe continued: "You are young and promising, and the road to the future is still long, but you are not their opponent now. If you lose, they will not let you go; if you win, they will not let you go either. Even if they can't beat you, the forces behind them will be all giants and will not be able to spare you. If you can, you should avoid it and don't fight head-on."

Yan Lan looked at the three old men who were very grateful to him, smiled confidently and said, "Old man, if you don't try some things, how can you know the result? Don't worry, I won or lose, and they dare not do anything to me."

When Shuang Yan saw Yan Lan and the three old men coming and going, he shouted impatiently: "Boy, why are you slowing down? If you are afraid, you will kneel down and kowtow to apologize now, and you still have time to save your life."

Yan Lan bowed to the three old men, smiled, then turned around, walked slowly towards Shuang Yan and the other two, and said as he walked: "Don't worry, don't worry, are you still afraid that I will run away?"

After a few breaths, Yan Lan walked to the center of Shuang Yan and the other two without hesitation, and said calmly: "Come on, let me see your strongest power."

Seeing this, the three old men shook their heads anxiously, and it was hard to dissuade them anymore. They had to sigh heavily and walk towards the edge of the martial arts field with their heads stuffed.

In the attic hundreds of feet away, the old king and Shuanghan stood side by side, looking at the scene through the window, with a playful smile on their faces.

The former king shook his head and smiled, "These three guys are so arrogant and arrogant. They are still arrogant and arrogant when they can't see through the other party's strength. They are such idiots."

Shuanghan pursed her lips and said, "Don't be anxious, Father, Yan Lan will let them learn to be smart next." (To be continued.)
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