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

In fact, Jun Xiaoyao almost guessed at odds.

The Hunyuan Sanshou that was on display, and the self-proclaimed Lord Benhou, plus this golden dragon bed.

Except for the champion of Panwu Shenchao, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't find a second person.

Speaking of this champion Hou Yang, the experience is also legendary.

Rumor has it that he used to be a horse-raising servant in a royal palace. He had a lowly status, and he was warm and cold in the world.

However, one day, he accidentally picked up a divine sword, and has since risen all the way.

That divine sword is not another sword, it is the founder of the Panwu dynasty, one of the three swords of the Pan Emperor once forged by the Great Emperor Panwu, the Panhuang Shengling Sword!

Yang Pan relied on the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword to rise step by step, seizing various opportunities, and finally became the champion of Panwu God Dynasty.

Even many people in the Panwu dynasty believed that Yang Pan was very likely the reincarnation of the Panwu Emperor.

Of course, this news is somewhat illusory and has not been confirmed.

But no matter what, Yang Pan's noble status in the Panwu dynasty is beyond doubt.

There is even news that this time the eldest princess of the Shen Dynasty Wu Mingyue chose Yang Pan.

It can be seen that the Panwu God Dynasty placed much importance on Yang Pan.

And now, when the champion Hou Zhan revealed his identity, except for Jun Xiaoyao and other people who guessed it, everyone else was shocked.

"It's really him, champion Hou Yangpan..." The Lord Suzaku took a deep breath, feeling extremely uneasy.

This is definitely an extremely arrogant evildoer in Huangtian Immortal Territory, and his strength is terrifying.

And the most important thing is that because this Yang Pan rose from the end of the day and came from the bottom, his personality is also very extreme, arrogant and moody.

It's like a petty citizen who wins 100 million prizes at once, and his heart will definitely expand.

Champion Hou belongs to this kind of psychological expansion.

Bai Yuer's face paled slightly, a little afraid.

She couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if Jun Xiaoyao didn't come.

Following this champion, there is absolutely no end to it.

His concubine room is already more than three thousand.

This is the mentality of the nouveau riche at the bottom. The beauties who had never dreamed of getting them before, now see one by one.

Not only the Suzaku ancient country was surprised.

The Lord Baihu and the Lord Xuanwu also showed surprises, and it made sense to think of his moody personality.

"No wonder, it turned out to be the champion of Panwu Shenchao..." The two masters sighed secretly in their hearts.

To be honest, champion Hou is not a benefactor.

They even would rather let Jun Xiaoyao be the master than follow the champion.

Now, the black hands behind the three ancient countries are exposed, and the situation is instantly clear.

Obviously, this is a contest between the son of the Jun family and the champion of the gods.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep look at Champion Hou, and a strange color flashed under his eyes.

"So that's it, his breath..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered in his heart, understanding something.

"Son of the Jun family, we met for the first time, but it was not very pleasant." Yang Pan said indifferently.

There was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Yes, it is jealous.

He was jealous of nothing else, it was Jun Xiaoyao's appearance.

Yang Pan's appearance was unremarkable, let alone compare with Jun Xiaoyao, even Xiao Chen was much more handsome and handsome than him.

Yang Pan has a narrow personality and selfishness. After becoming a champion from the bottom of the house, his personality remains the same as before.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the jumbled corpse on the golden dragon bed, and sneered softly: "It turned out to be a multi-person exercise for such a big bed."

"What do you mean?" Yang Pan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I said that a young man who raises a horse has the courage to pick peaches from this god!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was cold and ironic.

As early as when Jun Xiaoyao accepted Yu'er as a slave, he had already planned to conquer the ancient kingdom of Sixiang.

Unexpectedly, the champion Hou Heng intervened.

However, upon hearing this, the entire battlefield was silent.

Raising a horse as a servant is an eternal shame in Yang Pan's heart and cannot be mentioned in the past.

After Yang Pan became the champion, he directly destroyed the palace where he had been.

There are hundreds of people in the whole government, not one staying!

From then on, no one dared to mention his past in front of Yang Pan.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently that Yang Pan is a small servant who raises horses.

This is simply a pain in Yang Pan's heart.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are looking for death!"

Yang Pan's eyes were dark, his face was blue, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he shot directly.

As soon as he pointed it out, the mana surged, condensing into a crimson mana giant finger, crushing Xiang Jun Xiaoyao.

It is the supernatural power of the Panwu dynasty, Haoyang divine finger.

"Oh, who is looking for death, something that is overpowering!"

Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent, urging his idol to suppress prison.

One hundred thousand giant elephant particles erupted, and the body instantly blessed one billion catties of supernatural power.

That power, how surging, can blast Cangyu with one punch!

Jun Xiaoyao grabbed his probe, and the Spear of the Underworld condensed out and was thrown out by him, as if it had penetrated the void!

The spear of the underworld collided with Haoyang's giant finger, like a big star collision, and the mana ripples shook the sky!

In such a collision, the Haoyang God Finger was directly pierced by the Spear of the Underworld God, and then rushed towards Yang Pan unabated.

"Your strength...!" Yang Pan's expression changed.

Before Jun Xiaoyao reached the late Guiyi Realm, it was enough to surprise him.

And now, the power of Jun Xiaoyao's moves exceeded his expectations.

"Tiangang God Seal!"

Yang Pan hurriedly made another move, pinching the seal with both hands, pushing it horizontally, and blasting towards the Spear of the Underworld.

But that billion jin of terrifying force directly changed Yang Pan's expression!

Puff!

Yang Pan's figure was blown away like a kite with a broken wire, and the spear of the underworld fell directly on the golden dragon bed, smashing it to pieces.

The scene fell into a dead silence...

"This... how could it be, that's the champion Hou Yangpan." Many people were astonished and petrified.

How could the champion of the dignified immortal dynasty be so vulnerable?

"It's not that the champion Hou is weak, but the king's son is too strong!" An ancient Suzaku general said with enthusiasm in his eyes.

The worship of Jun Xiaoyao by all the people in the ancient country of Vermilion rose once again.

Even the champion Hou can be easily defeated, and the son of the Jun family is indeed an invincible existence of the younger generation.

However, some people also expressed doubts.

"Hey, that champion Hou..." Jun Wanjie's eyes condensed, revealing doubts.

He once played against champion Hou, and even he felt a great pressure.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's strength is incredible now.

But no matter how unbearable the champion Hou is, he won't lose so easily, right?

Besides, the champion Hou still has the strongest hole card, and the Pan Emperor Life Sword is useless.

Just as everyone was talking about it, Jun Xiaoyao was indifferent, saying a little bit.

"Yang Pan, should you say you are arrogant, or should you say you are stupid, but it's just a clone who has the courage to attack this **** son."

Jun Xiaoyao's voice fell, and everyone in the audience solidified again.

That champion Hou Yangpan, turned out to be just a clone?