章 1227: Untitled

After his wrist was freed, Yu Aofeng extended his palm to push the bird demon away. However, his beast heart had been dug out and he had lost his spiritual power, so he was very weak. No matter how weak the bird demon was, he was still a demon. To be able to be a servant beside Jing Huang, his cultivation level naturally wasn't low.

Yu Aofeng slapped the bird demon's body, but it was like punching cotton and didn't cause any damage to the bird demon.

Seeing this, Yu Aofeng's eyes turned red.

He was the dignified crown prince of the Dragon Race and was once the number one young expert in the Divine Feather Continent. Now, he was actually unable to do anything to a mere bird demon.

If that was the case, how could he take revenge?