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

In the cracked dirt 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.

Can't believe that I lost again.

Before, again and again, I lost to Jun Xiaoyao again and again.

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

Rao is Xiao Chen's resolute character, and at this moment he also feels that Dao Heart is about to collapse.

To be honest, Xiao Chen's strength is indeed not weak.

If Yang Pan didn't have the Pan Huang Sheng Spirit Sword, which one would win or lose is still unknown.

However, it is a pity that Yang Pan, who possesses the Pan Emperor's Life Sword, is inherently invincible.

This is also the confidence of the Lord Panwu.

The position of the horse, after all, belongs to Yang Pan.

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

They naturally saw that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue might have something to do with each other.

Just like the storyteller, the commoner boy counterattacked the drama of marrying the princess.

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

Xiao Chen still couldn't counterattack successfully after all.

"Haha, Lord Benhou just ask, who else?" Yang Pan was proud.

The arrogances of the major forces are full of jealousy in their expressions.

Ye Xingyun from the Huanggu Ye Family, Wang Gang from the Northland King Family, and Huang Xuan from Wanhuangling Mountain were all here to watch the ceremony, not to fight for the position of the horse.

So they didn't make a move either.

Seeing no one from the four wilds, Yang Pan inexplicably gave birth to a sense of superiority.

Invincible is so lonely...

He turned his head and looked at Wu Mingyue, who was pale, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said: "Mingyue, you are still Lord Benhou after all."

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

She felt the extreme for Yang Pan.

Bad personality and plain appearance.

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

At least watching 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.

Yang Pan Chunfeng was proud, thinking that the overall situation was timed.

A faint voice came.

"I was slapped into the ground by my **** son, now I'm jumping again?"

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

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

That's right...

It's like a **** overlooking a mortal.

Jun Xiaoyao, stand up!

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar in the Quartet.

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

"Does he have to fight for the position of the cohort?"

"Interesting, the son of Jun's family made a shot. I wonder if he can suppress the champion?"

"It's probably a bit difficult. After all, the champion Hou Shen has a sword of the emperor, and it's not that easy to deal with."

But the proud daughters of the heavens and many female monks from all forces feel a sense of heartbreak.

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

Does Jun Xiaoyao really want to marry Princess Panwu Shenchao?

Although Jiang Shengyi didn't say anything, his clear pupils were also slightly startled, somewhat surprised.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

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

The woman in this world, no matter who it is, as long as he wants it, he can get it, why bother to fight for it?

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

At least for now, he hasn't encountered it.

Moreover, Wu Mingyue was originally his slave girl.

It is Jun Xiaoyao's private property.

Yang Pan wants to marry Wu Mingyue. Has his master agreed?

"Jun Xiaoyao, it's okay, since you took the initiative to stand up, then we are fighting dignifiedly."

"What the myth of the invincibility of the son of the Jun family, in front of the Lord Benhou, there is nothing!" Yang Pan's tone was arrogant and arrogant.

He believes that the reason why he was so embarrassed before was because Jun Xiaoyao sneaked.

He will not lose if he is playing a game upright.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head when he heard the words.

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

Jun Xiaoyao let out a chuckle, and the sole of his foot struck the ground, shaking in all directions!

He soared to the sky, and finally landed on the top of the Forbidden City!

Condescending, overlooking all beings!

"Yang Pan, do you want to challenge my son?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"What do you mean by this?" Yang Pan's expression sank.

Seeing the unparalleled Jun Xiaoyao standing on the top of the Forbidden City in white clothes, he felt uncomfortable inexplicably.

It's so irritable.

"Yang Pan, I'm not targeting you, I mean the people here who try to be my enemy... are all rubbish."

A word fell, the whole scene was dead silent!

This is not just about Yang Pan alone.

Xiao Chen's expression was extremely dark.

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

Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling both had ugly faces.

And Wang Gang of the Northland King's family was also a little unhappy, feeling that Jun Xiaoyao was a bit too mad.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan broke out in anger.

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

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, this **** son knows that you want to kill me, now give you this opportunity."

He turned to look at Ye Xingyun.

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

"There is still Wanhuang Lingshan, I want to make a move, this **** son will continue In short, today, above the imperial city, the top of the Forbidden City..."

"This son of God alone, fight all of you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice is cold, standing with his hands behind his hands, moving in white clothes and fluttering hair.

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

boom!

This sentence, like a boulder rolling down the ocean, stirred up a huge wave.

In the entire Forbidden City, countless people were stunned.

Although they knew that Jun Xiaoyao was very strong and invincible.

But this time, it was not against one person alone, but to challenge all of them.

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

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

Ye Xingyun, who is in the body of the star king, needs no words for his strength.

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

It can be said that these people, if taken out alone, can sweep one side and dominate.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao has to challenge them all with his own strength.

This shocked everyone's eyes!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are too crazy!" Yang Pan couldn't bear it, and shot directly, with a spear in his hand piercing through and stabbing at Jun Xiaoyao.

How could he endure such humiliation when he and Jun Xiaoyao were fighting on the top of the Forbidden City.

Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent, with his right hand sticking out, and the twenty large Luo fairy bones released his divine light.

Xianxia lingers, the gods are soaring, like the hand of an ancient god, one palm can explode a planet!

Rumble!

The palm prints fell, and there was a lot of weather, like a corner of the sky collapsed, falling down.

boom!

Yang Pan was directly suppressed and crashed into the ground again with a crash.

For a while, everyone was dead.

Inside the Forbidden City, it was so quiet that needles fell...