Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 111: Everyone here is rubbish, the top of the Forbidden City, one person picks…

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

His eyes are blood red and he can't believe it.

Can't believe that I lost again.

Before, I lost to Jun Xiaoyao again and again.

Now, even champion Hou can't beat him.

Rao is Xiao Chen's perseverance, and at this moment, he feels that Dao's heart is about to collapse.

To tell the truth, Xiao Chen's strength is indeed not weak.

If Yang Pan didn't have the Panhuang Life 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 monks around are a little bit sad.

They also naturally noticed that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue were afraid that there was some relationship.

Like the storyteller, the commoner kid 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.

After all, Xiao Chen was unable to counterattack successfully.

"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 in the four wilds, Yang Pan felt a sense of superiority inexplicably.

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 is ugly, her jade hand clenched tightly.

She felt the extreme for Yang Pan.

Poor personality and plain appearance.

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

At least watching every day, there will not be any 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 only shot into the ground by the **** son, now you start to dance 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.

Yes...

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

Jun Xiaoyao, stand up!

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar in the Quartet.

"Jun's son, are you finally going to make a move?"

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

"Interestingly, the prince's **** son took action. I wonder if he can suppress the champion?"

"It is estimated to be a bit difficult. After all, the champion Hou Shen has the sword of the emperor. It is not that easy to deal with."

The proud daughter 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 and couldn't believe it.

Does Jun Xiaoyao really want to marry the princess of Panwu Shenchao?

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

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

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

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 met.

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

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

He won't be defeated if he is playing a game upright.

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

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

Jun Xiaoyao let out a chuckle, and the sole of his feet slammed on the ground!

His figure ascends to the sky, and finally falls 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 that?" Yang Pan's expression sank.

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

It's so angry.

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

A word fell, and the whole room was silent!

This is not just for Yang Pan.

Xiao Chen's face became extremely dark.

Ye Xingyun's eyes flashed a cold and harsh expression.

Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling both had ugly faces.

There is also Wang Gang from the Wang Family of the North, who is also a little unhappy, feeling that Jun Xiaoyao is a bit too rampant.

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

Jun Xiaoyao is obviously despising him and is 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 again.

"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 Wanhuangling Mountain, I want to make a move, this **** son will continue~IndoMTL.com~In short, today, above the imperial city, the top of the Forbidden..."

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

Jun Xiaoyao has a cold voice, 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 is like a boulder rolling down the ocean, stirring up a huge wave.

The entire Forbidden City, countless people are stunned.

Although they know that Jun Xiaoyao is very strong, he is invincible.

But this time, instead of playing against one person alone, you are challenging all of them.

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

There is also Xiao Chen. Although he was defeated, his strength is obvious to all.

The Ye Xingyun, who is in the body of the Star King, needs no words to say.

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 rule the roost.

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

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 stab Jun Xiaoyao.

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

Jun Xiaoyao's expression is indifferent, his right hand sticks out, and the twenty large Luo fairy bones release the gods.

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

Boom!

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 moment, the crowd was dead.

In the Forbidden City, the needle is so quiet that you can hear it...