Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

In the cracked soil pit, Xiao Chen stood up, his body was shaking, and his chin was dripping with blood.

His eyes were blood red and he couldn't believe it.

I can't believe I lost again.

He has been defeated by Jun Xiaoyao again and again before.

Now, even the champion Hou can't beat it.

Rao is Xiao Chen's resolute character, and at this moment, he also has a feeling that his heart is about to collapse.

To be honest, Xiao Chen is indeed not weak.

If Yang Pan didn't have the Panhuang Life Spirit Sword, who would win or lose was unknown.

However, it is a pity that Yang Pan, who owns the Pan Huang Life Sword, is inherently invincible.

This is also the confidence of Panwu God Lord.

The position of consort still belongs to Yang Pan after all.

At this moment, many monks around are a little embarrassed.

Naturally, they could see that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue had something to do with each other.

Just like what Mr. Storyteller said, the commoner boy counterattacked the way of marrying a princess.

But reality is reality after all, and it cannot be as perfect as the story in the legend.

After all, Xiao Chen was unable to counterattack successfully.

"Haha, I just asked, who else is there?" Yang Pan was imposing.

The arrogance of the major forces is full of fear in their expressions.

Ye Xingyun from the Ye family in Huanggu, Wang Gang from the Wang family in the North, and Huang Xuanyi from Wanhuang Lingshan all came to watch the ceremony, not to compete for the position of consort.

So they didn't make a move.

Seeing that no one in the four fields made a sound, Yang Pan inexplicably gave birth to a sense of superiority.

Invincible is so lonely...

He turned his head and looked at Wu Mingyue, whose face was pale, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mingyue, after all, you still belong to the Marquis."

Wu Mingyue's face was ugly, and her jade hand clenched tightly.

She was extremely disgusted with Yang Pan.

Bad character, plain appearance.

Even Wu Mingyue hates Jun Xiaoyao, but she has to admit that Jun Xiaoyao's appearance is indeed very seductive.

At least watching it every day, there will be no boredom, but a supreme enjoyment.

But if she were to face Yang Pan every day, she would vomit in disgust.

Just when Yang Panchun was complacent, he thought the overall situation was timed.

A voice with a lazy meaning came faintly.

"I was just shot into the ground by Ben Shenzi, and now I'm jumping again?"

"Huh?" Yang Pan raised his eyebrows and looked away.

But seeing Jun Xiaoyao, with one hand behind him, he stood calmly, with a condescending indifference in his expression.

That's right...

It's like a god overlooking mortals.

Jun Xiaoyao, stand up!

Whoa!

This scene made the Quartet in an uproar.

"God son of the Jun family, are you finally going to make a move?"

"Does he also want to compete for the position of consort?"

"Interesting, the god son of the Jun family shot, I wonder if he can suppress the champion Hou?"

"It's probably a bit difficult. After all, the champion Hou has the Panhuang Life Sword, so it's not that easy to deal with."

And the arrogant women of all forces, as well as many female monks, have a feeling of heartbreak.

"Brother Xiaoyao, you..." Jiang Luoli covered her mouth with her hands, unable to believe it.

Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao really wants to marry the eldest princess of the Panwu Shen Dynasty?

Although Jiang Shengyi didn't say anything, her clear pupils were slightly startled, a little surprised.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to compete for the position of consort.

No matter who the woman in this world is, as long as he wants, he can get it, so why fight for it?

Furthermore, which woman is worthy of Jun Xiaoyao's competition?

At least now, he has not met.

And this Wu Mingyue was originally his slave girl.

It is the private property of Jun Xiaoyao.

Yang Pan wanted to marry Wu Mingyue, did he get the consent of his master?

"Jun Xiaoyao, well, since you took the initiative to stand up, let's fight in an upright manner."

"What is the invincible myth of the god son of the Jun family, in front of this prince, it is nothing!" Yang Pan's tone was arrogant and rebellious.

He believed that the reason why he was so embarrassed before was because of Jun Xiaoyao's sneak attack.

If he plays a decent game, he will not lose.

When Jun Xiaoyao heard the words, he lightly shook his head.

"Why, don't you dare?" Yang Panmeifeng provoked.

Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, and when the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, all directions vibrated!

He rose to the sky, and finally fell to the top of the Forbidden City!

Condescendingly, overlooking all beings!

"Yang Pan, do you want to challenge this goddess alone?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Pan's face sank.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao standing on the top of the Forbidden City, his white clothes moving and his face unparalleled, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

So annoyed.

"Yang Pan, I'm not targeting you, I'm talking about those here who are trying to be my enemy... they are all trash."

A word fell, and the whole place was dead silent!

This is not just for Yang Pan alone.

Xiao Chen's face darkened to the extreme.

In Ye Xingyun's eyes, a stern look flashed.

Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling both had unsightly expressions on their faces.

There is also Wang Gang of the Northern Wang family, who is also a little unhappy, and feels that Jun Xiaoyao is really too arrogant.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan exploded in anger.

Jun Xiaoyao was obviously despising him and unwilling to fight him alone.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, this goddess knows that you really want to kill me, so I'll give you this chance now."

He turned to look at Ye Xingyun.

"Ye Xingyun, the last ten-year-old banquet was suppressed by this goddess. You must be very upset. This time, I will give you a chance."

"There is also Wanhuang Lingshan. If you want to make a move, the Son of God will follow."

"In a word, today, above the imperial city, the top of the Forbidden City..."

"I am alone, I will fight all of you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was cold, he stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttered, and his hair fluttered.

Standing on the top of the Forbidden City, he is like... a god!

boom!

This sentence is like a boulder rolling down the ocean, stirring up huge waves.

The entire Forbidden City, the people and horses of countless forces are stunned.

Although they know that Jun Xiaoyao is very strong and invincible.

But this time, instead of fighting one person alone, he challenged all of them.

Others don't say, just a Yang Pan is not something that ordinary people can deal with.

And Xiao Chen, although he was defeated, his strength was obvious to all.

Ye Xingyun, whose Ye family has the body of a star king, has no need to say much about his strength.

Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling of Wanhuangling Mountain were the top figures of the younger generation.

It can be said that these people, if they are taken out alone, can sweep one side to rule the roost.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao wants to challenge them all by himself.

This just caught everyone's attention!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are too crazy!" Yang Pan couldn't bear it, he shot directly, the spear in his hand pierced through the hole, and stabbed at Jun Xiaoyao.

How could he and Jun Xiaoyao fight on the top of the Forbidden City, how could they endure such humiliation.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent, his right hand stuck out, and twenty pieces of Daluo Immortal Bone released divine light.

Xianxia lingers around, the gods are soaring, like the hands of ancient gods, one palm can blast a planet!

Boom!

The palm print fell, and the weather was overwhelming, as if a corner of the sky had collapsed and fell down.

boom!

Yang Pan was directly suppressed and smashed into the ground again with a bang.

For a time, everyone was silent.

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