Chapter 117: The Mysterious Guardian Makes a Move, Unfavorab
ith a hint of curiosity instead."Is this my ancestor, the head of our Jun family Such a powerful aura, even stronger than grandpa's," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.The Eighteenth Ancestor couldn't he...The Jun family and the Jiang family are two of the Three Great Families.
In terms of strength and heritage, among the many ancient clans, it could be considered a leader.
Even ordinary immortal lineages wouldn't dare to provoke them casually.
What's more, Panwu Divine Dynasty has seen a slight decline in recent years.
Even strategic weapons and the Heavenly Emperor's Disk-shaped Sword are not found yet.
In this case, if the Panwu Divine Dynasty truly provokes both great families, it will pay an unimaginable price.
might even spark an immortal war.
Therefore, in the face of all this, Panwu's main spirit, through strenuous effort, suppressed his anger.
It's just that look, it's incredibly cold.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed, a sneer playing on the corner of his lips.
He just likes to play with the God of War, he can't stand his actions yet can't get rid of him.
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Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile playing on his lips, he really wanted to slap him.
But rationality, still restrained the killing intent of Panwu Godmaster.
Seeing the unmoved Pangu God Master, elders and seniors from various factions around were secretly drawing in a breath.
It seems that the deterrence of the Jun family is far greater than they imagined.
Even though Jun Xiaoyao humiliated and provoked him so brazenly, Pan Wushen's master was so cowardly like a turtle that he didn't even dare to make a move.
"Enough, Jun Xiaoyao. Since you look down on the position of the Divine Dynasty's son-in-law, then go. I, Pan Wu Shen Chao, don't necessarily need you!"
With a flick of his robe, the War God spoke in a cold tone.
This is already his last shred of dignity.
Jun Xiaoyao still stood in place, tilting his head slightly and saying, "Panwu God Lord, didn't you understand"
"As a prince consort, this deity finds it beneath me."
"Pan Wulings, even this deity's child wants to enter!"
"Outrageous!" Pan Wushen's aura couldn't help but rampage.
He no longer pursued responsibility, allowing Jun to leave freely.
Jun Xiaoyao is actually so shameless.
At this time, Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said coldly, "Pan Wushen Lord, pay attention to your words. I, the son of the Jun family, am not someone who can be scolded casually."
Pangu's face turned as cold as ice.
"Jun Xiaoyao, that's enough! Wu Mingyue admitted, she isn't worthy of you, but please don't be unreasonable!"
"Outrageous Jun Mo has always been reasonable and persuasive. When have I ever acted unreasonably" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao like this, Wu Mingyue ground her silver teeth in anger.
Shameless!
Jun Xiaoyao is really shameless!
If Jun Xiaoyao were truly reasonable, pigs could climb trees!
"Very well, this king shall see what rationale you can offer. Should you fail, then today's matter cannot simply be dismissed!" Pan Wushen Lord said coldly.
He has already regressed, and if he continues to show weakness, what credibility will the Wushen Dynasty have left
"Isn't that clear" Jun Xiaoyao appeared with a piece of light and shadow stone in his hand.
He turned his gaze to the Third Prince, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Seeing this smile, the Third Prince's heart, like being bound by a boulder, plummeted to the bottom of the valley.
A sense of foreboding filled his heart.
"No… Impossible… Absolutely not… He’s just trying to scare me…"
The Third Prince broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs began to tremble slightly.
Jun Xiaoyao poured his magic power into the Lightshadow Stone.
The ethereal shadow of the Underworld Heaven Blood-Clothed Assassin's soul appeared.
Accompanying that were his words.
"It's the martial god dynasty...the third prince...bought our Netherworld assassins to assassinate you..."
The voice from the Guangying Stone echoed throughout the Forbidden City.
For a moment, there was an eerie silence.
Countless people stared in disbelief at the scene within the stone of light and shadow.
“That plate of martial gods to the third prince, actually bought through the assassins of Nether Heaven, to assassinate Jun family’s divine son” A top Taoist sect elder took a deep breath, his heart was extremely shocked.
"Is this the end of it all The most taboo thing about an immortal lineage is for its successors to be assassinated by those assassins."
"It's over, the Third Prince is finished..."
Surrounded by a deafening cacophony that erupted after a brief moment of silence.
Everyone was astonished, they couldn't believe Jun Xiaoyao would bring out such evidence.
"This...how could this be" Wu Mingyue's usually beautiful face was frozen in disbelief, a chill running down her spine.
Assassinate Jun Xiaoyao
What kind of courage does it take to do something like this
Even the mighty God of War was taken aback, his previous confidence completely gone.
Thump!
The Third Prince's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud. His trousers were soaked through, emitting a foul odor.
"No...no, I don't. I don't know anything" The Third Prince broke out in a cold sweat, his face as pale as death, his body trembling like a leaf.
"Did you do it or not Don't you dare deny it, I have witnesses." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.
In the crowd, a stunningly beautiful woman walked out; it was Tianqin Girl.
Her beautiful eyes looked coldly at the third prince and said, "The Tianqin woman can testify. Before, at Xianqiong Lou, the third prince had strong hostility towards the Divine Son."
After that, the Divine Son did indeed come to the residence of the Heavenly Lyre Woman and played music and discussed philosophy. It must be that he was assassinated after the Divine Son left.
The words of the Harp Woman undoubtedly solidified the truth of things.
"Celestial Harp, you..." The third prince choked back a mouthful of blood.
He pursued the Tianqin woman relentlessly, showering her with countless treasures, even offering his immortal essence.
Now, the Cygnus woman actually betrayed him like this, without any hesitation.
The celestial maiden, Tianqin, had a cold and aloof expression. With a hint of disgust in her voice, she said: "How could someone like the divine child be assassinated just by anyone who wishes to"
After saying that, Tian Qin turned her head and looked at Jun Xiaoyao, immediately changing her expression to a sweet and obedient smile.
It seems to hope to receive praise and recognition from Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and nodded slightly at Tian Qin Nü.
The Harp player also smiled, very content.
At the sight of this, the Third Prince's face turned purple and he finally spat out a mouthful of old blood.
The woman he had idealized as his goddess turned into a fawning mother dog for Jun Xiaoyao!
And now, a greater crisis is just beginning.
After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao said with a cold expression: "Pan Wushen, your Divine Dynasty's Third Prince assassinated my divine son. How should we settle this account"
Jun Xiaoyao's words caused Pan Wushen's face to sink to an extreme point. He turned his head to look at the Third Prince, wishing he could slap this rebellious son to death.
Today, Wushenchao's entire face has been disgraced!
Wu Mingyue was also terrified, not expecting the situation to develop to this point.
Jun Zhan Tian and several other elders stepped forward, their old faces bearing a mixture of anger and coldness: "Pan Wu Shenzhu, should you give my Jun family an explanation"
The mighty Pangu was speechless for a moment, pressured by the situation.
But at that very moment.
Suddenly, from the vast expanse of the sky, a blade of sound from a qin sliced through the air!
The target, it's the third prince!
"Who is it!" The God Panwu reacted, but it was too late.
Pfft!
Blades flashed, blood splattered the sky!
The Third Prince's body was severed, his head flying high into the air!
His face still bore expressions of shock, bewilderment, fear, and lingering apprehension.
"Damn it, who dared to kill my son!" Panwu Godmaster roared in rage, his aura erupting.
A voice as cold as frost, came from the depths of the void.
"Anyone who dares to harm the young master will be killed without mercy!"daughter Yao'er is destined to trample you under her feet!""But I don't want to hurt your pretty face, so just come into my bowl obediently!"Long Yao'er inserted her slender waist, raised her snowy ch...