Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 114: Stepping on the face of Yangpan, the candidate for the husband and the horse, the choice of Jun Xiaoyao

With the help of the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword, Yang Pan released a dazzling sword light with a point on its tip.

A sword, as if it can cut through the world!

And Jun Xiaoyao urges the power of the supreme bone.

A blazing and splendid divine glow burst out from his chest, like a baptism from heaven.

The two extreme moves collided, the wind and thunder shook, the world trembled, and a vast ripple of mana swept across the square.

If it weren't for the Lord Panwu to restrain this wave of volatility with space, the young talents around him would definitely be dead or injured.

And in such a terrifying collision.

But seeing Yang Pan, like a bird with its wings folded, falling from the sky, blood stained his chest armor.

Even with the protection of the Heavenly Horn God Armor, it is impossible for him to resist that shock wave.

And Yang Pan's gaze is also fixed on the center of the collision.

He wants to know the state of Jun Xiaoyao.

However, when the brilliance dissipated, the ripples died down.

Wearing a white robe, Jun Xiaoyao, who is aloof, still stands calmly in place.

"This..." Yang Pan's expression froze in an instant.

It's like seeing the most incredible thing in the world.

He even sacrificed the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword, but he couldn't bring any harm to Jun Xiaoyao?

At this moment, Yang Pan began to doubt whether the Pan Emperor Life Sword he sacrificed was a fake.

"Yes, if you can fully release the power of the Pan Huang Sheng Spirit Sword, you might really be able to bring me some small threats, but it's a pity..." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Before in the Yuantian secret store, even the Supreme Demon Corpse couldn't bring him any serious injuries.

Now, even if Yang Pan sacrifices the Pan Emperor Life Sword, what use is it?

"It's impossible..." Yang Pan was a little lost.

Isn't his greatest reliance on the Panhuang Shenglingjian?

But now, Yang Pan's Dao heart is starting to be unstable.

"Are you lost in the battle?"

Jun Xiaoyao extended the devil's wings behind him, his body moved, as if flashing across the void, he crushed Yang Pan with one hand.

Yang Pan recovered and hurriedly resisted.

Boom! boom! boom!

Several strokes, the earthquake champion Hou Lian vomits blood, even with the protection of the Heavenly Horn God Armor, it is useless.

Jun Xiaoyao once again appeared the Slaughter Immortal Sword Art, the vast and brilliant sword light, slashed out towards Yang Pan.

Yang Pan was so frightened that the souls of the dead were mad, and he hurriedly resisted with the Pan Emperor Life Sword.

Puff!

Blood hurriedly, the Heavenly Light Horn God Armor on Yang Pan was directly cut open by Jian Light.

A sword wound with deep bones extending from the chest to the abdomen.

If it hadn't been for the restoration of the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword, Yang Pan was afraid that he would immediately die.

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao fell from the sky and stepped on Yang Pan's face.

"After jumping for so long, are you awake now?" Jun Xiaoyao asked lightly.

"You..." Yang Pan struggled, but he couldn't turn over anyway.

Jun Xiaoyao's own supernatural power almost stomped his head.

Shame, resentment, rage, powerlessness...

All kinds of emotions rolled in Yang Pan's heart.

As a champion under one person and above ten thousand people, he was like the earth emperor in the Panwu dynasty.

But now, in the eyes of countless forces, Jun Xiaoyao stepped on his face in the public.

This shame is unforgettable for life.

"The son..." Qin Xuan's eyes were red in the crowd, and her body was shaking with excitement.

The enemy who hated her, but felt powerless, at this moment, was stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao like a dead dog!

"Oh yeah, Brother Xiaoyao is the best, trample on that big beetle!" Jiang Luoli also squeezed her pink fist and cheered.

Before Jun Xiaoyao said he wanted to help him out, but now he is really relieved.

"Jun's son, it's almost done."

Finally, on the high platform, the Lord Panwu spoke.

No matter what Yang Pan is, he is also the champion of Shenchao. Being stepped on in this way is really a shame for Panwu Shenchao.

Wu Mingyue on the side also had to admit that she was indeed a little happy to see Yang Pan deflated.

But then, she became nervous again.

Jun Xiaoyao defeated Yang Pan, doesn't it mean that he is qualified to be a consort?

"He...Since the gods have all spoken, why don't you give a face to Junmou?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

He kicked it out, blessing Shen Huo with great strength.

A series of clicks sounded, it was Yang Pan's bones that were shattering.

He was kicked and hit a side hall heavily.

In this scene, the corner of the Lord Panwu's eyes twitched slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao also knew that it was impossible to kill Yang Pan under the watchful eyes of the Lord Panwu.

Furthermore, Yangpan is considered a leek, and it may not be worth harvesting in the future.

Panhuangjian, um...

Jun Xiaoyao admitted that he was a little tempted.

I'm afraid no one will be indifferent to imperial soldiers.

"Then, today's fight..." The Lord Panwu hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

According to the script, it was Yang Pan who swept all over the place, and then became a cohort, marrying Wu Mingyue.

But now, looking at Yang Pan, who was lying in the ruins, covered in blood and incomparably embarrassed, the Lord Panwu couldn't say to let him be a steward.

"Never mind, to appease Yang Pan, it may not be necessary to use this method." Panwu **** master thought.

If you can win over the evildoer of Jun Xiaoyao, wouldn't it be more valuable than ten Yangpans?

Thinking of this, the Lord Panwu spoke: "As expected, the son of the Emperor's family has a dragon and phoenix form, and invincible spirit~ IndoMTL.com~ It seems that the most suitable candidate for the horseman is beyond doubt." /

The Lord Panwu said a word that immediately caused an uproar in the Quartet.

Is this going to recruit Jun Xiaoyao as a messenger?

Jun Zhantian didn't say anything.

This is Jun Xiaoyao's own business. If he is willing, the Jun family will not object.

Jiang Luoli's small face changed immediately, very nervous, and her small hands were twisted together.

Although Jiang Luoli is sometimes naive, she is also very smart sometimes.

For example, now, she didn't come forward to ask Jun Xiaoyao about his choice.

Of course, Jiang Luoli herself didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to be a servant.

Although it is normal for a man as good as Jun Xiaoyao to have three wives and four concubines, Jiang Luoli will always have lumps in his heart.

On the side, Jiang Shengyi also had a hint of anxiety.

She also didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to agree to be a consort.

"This is for Luo Li." Jiang Shengyi murmured in his heart.

But Jiang Shengyi knew what it was because of it.

Except for them, the rest of the female monks who worship Jun Xiaoyao, who are indifferent fans, also don't want Jun Xiaoyao to be a servant.

They are all girlfriends, fantasizing that they can become Jun Xiaoyao's Taoists.

If Jun Xiaoyao agrees to become a consort, wouldn't these girlfriends' dreams be shattered?

At this moment, in the world, everyone is waiting for Jun Xiaoyao's answer.

Xiao Chen was covered in blood, and his pupils trembled because of anger.

He couldn't imagine how furious he would be if Jun Xiaoyao became a consort.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't immediately agree, the **** of Panwu frowned slightly and threw a blockbuster again.

"If you can become the consort of my Panwu God Dynasty, you will get a chance to enter Panwu Mausoleum."

As soon as this remark came out, all parties were in an uproar!