Chapter 114 Stepping on Yang Pan's Face, Selecting a Pr
ed. 。。They couldn't find a single fault. 。Jun Xiaoyao's excellent performance also eased their concerns considerably. 。"Yes, but the most important thing is his free spirit. He's not like his father,...Yang Pan, leveraging the power of the Disk Emperor's Spirit Sword, pointed its tip and unleashed a dazzling sword light.
One sword, as if it could cleave the heavens and earth!
And as for you, carefree and unburdened, urging the power of the Supreme Bone.
A blazing and magnificent divine radiance burst from his chest, as if a heavenly tribulation had descended upon him.
The two styles clashed, wind and thunder roared, heaven and earth trembled. A vast ripple of magical power swept across the four directions.
Had it not been for the space constraint imposed by Pangu, the deity of war and creation, the fluctuation would have undoubtedly killed or severely injured the young prodigies surrounding them.
And in the midst of such a terrifying collision.
But seeing Yang Pan, he was like a bird with a broken wing, falling from the high heavens. Blood stained his breastplate red.
Even with the protection of Heavenly Radiance Armor, he was unable to withstand that surge of energy.
And Yang Pan's gaze was also fixed on the center of the collision.
He wants to know Jun Xiaoyao's status.
However, when the light fades and the ripples subside.
"This…" Yang Pan's face froze instantly.
As if seeing the most incredible thing in the world.
He even invoked the Heavenly Emperor's Spirit Sword, yet he couldn't inflict even a scratch on Jun Xiaoyao
At this moment, Yang Pan began to doubt if the Dish Emperor Spirit Sword he had sacrificed was fake.
"Not bad, if you can fully unleash the power of Panhuang Spirit Sword, maybe you could pose a real threat to me, but unfortunately..." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
Previously, even a Supreme Demon Corpse couldn't inflict any serious harm upon him within the Yuan Tian Secret Repository.
Even if Yang Pan uses the Emperor Pan's Spiritual Sword now, what use would it be
"This can't be..." Yang Pan was a little lost.
Isn't his greatest reliance the Panhuang Spirit Sword
But now, Yang Pan's Dao heart began to waver.
"Are you still lost in the heat of battle"
Jun Xiaoyao's back extended with demonic wings, his figure moving as if traversing the void, and he pressed down on Yang Pan with one hand.
Yang Pan came to his senses and hurriedly blocked it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several combos, the champion Hou vomited blood again and again despite having the protection of the Heavenly Light Horned God Armor.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed another move, the Lu Xian Jian Jue, a sword technique that was vast and brilliant. The immense sword glow slashed across the sky, aimed directly at Yang Pan.
Yang Pan was so frightened that his soul almost flew out. He hurriedly blocked with the Emperor's Spirit Sword.
Poof!
Blood spurted wildly, and Yang Pan's celestial light horned divine armor was directly cleaved open by the sword glow.
A deep, bone-visible sword wound extended from the chest to the abdomen.
Had it not been for the Pán Huáng Shēng Líng Sword restoring him, Yáng Pán might have died.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao fell from the heavens, stomping on Yang Pan's face with one foot.
"Having danced for so long, are you awake now" Jun Xiaoyao asked lightly.
"You..." Yang Pan struggled, but he couldn't turn over no matter what.
Jun Xiaoyao's own divine power almost crushed his head.
Shame, hatred, rage, helplessness...
All kinds of emotions were churning in Yang Pan's heart.
As the champion marquis, ranking second only to the emperor, he was like a king in the martial god dynasty.
But now, he is being humiliated in public, under the watchful eyes of countless powerful factions, trampled upon by Jun Xiaoyao.
This humiliation will forever be etched in my memory.
“Young Master…” A blush crept onto Qin Xuan’s face as she choked back tears, her body trembling with excitement.
The enemy who made her feel immense hatred yet powerless, was now under Jun Xiaoyao's feet, like a dead dog!
"Yay, Brother Xiaoyao is the best! Crush that giant beetle!" Jiang Luoli also clenched her fists and cheered.
Before, Jun Xiaoyao said he wanted someone to help him vent his anger, now it truly feels relieving.
"Young Master Jun, it's almost done."
At last, from atop the platform, the Martial God Master spoke.
Even though Yang Pan is a champion marquis of the Divine Martial Dynasty, being treated this way is truly humiliating to his status.
On the side, Wu Mingyue couldn't help but admit that seeing Yang Pan suffer a setback, she was indeed somewhat pleased.
But then, she became anxious again.
If Jun Xiaoyao defeated Yang Pan, wouldn't that mean he is qualified to be the prince consort
"Well then... since the divine master has spoken, it wouldn't be proper for me to refuse." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
He kicked out with a foot, imbued with immense power.
A series of cracking sounds rang out, that of Yang Pan's bones breaking.
He was kicked away and crashed heavily into a side hall.
This scene made Panwushen's eyes twitch slightly.
Even Jun Xiaoyao knows that it's impossible to kill Yang Pan under the watchful eyes of the Divine Master of Panwu.
Besides, Yang Pan can also be considered a piece of leeks, and there may be value in harvesting him in the future.
The emperor's sword, hmm…
Jun Xiaoyao admitted, he was a little smitten.
It is probably safe to say that no one can resist the allure of Imperial Weapons.
"Well then, about today's duel..." Panwu Shenzhu hesitated, not knowing how to begin.
According to the script, Yang Pan was supposed to sweep across the land and become the son-in-law in a glorious manner, marrying Wu Mingyue.
But now, looking at Yang Pan lying amidst the ruins, covered in blood and looking utterly disheveled, even Pan Wushen couldn't bring himself to say the words about making him his son-in-law.
"Well then, appeasing Yang Pan might not necessarily require this method." The Lord of the Dish-Wielding God thought to himself.
If we could win over Jun Xiaoyao, that monster, wouldn't he be worth more than ten Yang Pans
Thinking about this, Panwu Shenzhu spoke: "The heir of the Jun family is indeed as rumored, with the grace of a dragon and the beauty of a phoenix, an invincible spirit. It seems that the most suitable candidate for the position of son-in-law is already beyond doubt."
Pangu, the God of War, spoke a single word, instantly causing an uproar among the four directions.
Is this about recruiting the carefree [Someone] as the prince consort
Jun Zhantian didn't say anything.
This is Jun Xiaoyao's own business, and if he wishes to do so, the Jun family will not object.
Jiang Luoli's face immediately changed, she became extremely nervous, her small hands twisting together.
Although Jiang Lirui sometimes acts silly, she can also be very intelligent at times.
For instance, at this moment, she didn't step forward to inquire about Jun Xiaoyao's choice.
Of course, Jiang Lirui herself did not want Jun Xiaoyao to be the son-in-law.
Though it is perfectly normal for an outstanding man like Jun Xiaoyao to have three wives and four concubines, Jiang Luoli would always have a knot in her heart.
On the side, Jiang Shengyi was also a little nervous.
She didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to agree to become the prince consort either.
"This is for Luoli," Jiang Shengyi murmured to herself.
Only Jiang Shengyi herself knows the true reason.
Besides them, many other female cultivators who worship Jun Xiaoyao also don't want him to be the son-in-law.
They are all girlfriend fans, fantasizing about becoming Jun Xiaoyao's Dao companion.
If you agree to become the son-in-law, wouldn't these female fans' dreams be shattered
At this moment, throughout heaven and earth, everyone is waiting for Jun Xiaoyao's answer.
Xiao Chen, covered in blood, trembled with anger.
He couldn't imagine how furious he would be if Jun Xiaoyao became the prince consort.
Pangu the God saw that Jun Xiaoyao hadn't immediately agreed and frowned slightly. He then dropped another bombshell.
"If one were to become the son-in-law of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, they would be granted a single opportunity to enter the Panwu Mountains."
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