Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 87: The anger of this **** son, no one can bear, the coalition forces retreat!
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Above the sky, nine lions are pulling a golden chariot.
And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white clothes, stepped on it, stood with his hands, his clothes fluttering, like a **** who rules the world!
At this moment, worshiping Yu'er, and people from the ancient country of Vermilion, looked at Jun Xiaoyao with incomparable excitement and enthusiasm, as if looking at the Supreme Savior!
Except for the triple snow of the king's body, who is the world with white clothes!
Jun Xiaoyao is their god!
"How come, how can the Jun family come?"
The faces of the three masters of the Qinglong Kingdom, the White Tiger Kingdom, and the Xuanwu Kingdom are all pale.
Although they are lofty saints, they still feel palpitations in the face of the behemoth Jun family.
Not to mention a saint, even the supreme supreme will be extremely jealous in the face of the monarch.
And now, although they haven't seen the arrival of the sage of the Jun family, just a Jun Xiaoyao has enough deterrence.
Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint, but his deterrent power is stronger than a saint!
Because opposing Jun Xiaoyao is basically the same as opposing Jun's family.
How many people dare to mess with the ancient monarchs?
"My Son of God!"
Bai Yuer and the others, staring at Jun Xiaoyao with their eyes full of joy.
"The Son of God is finally here." Skyrim, the Lord Suzaku also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, the Lord of the Suzaku still had a little knot in his heart for the ancient kingdom of Suzaku surrendering to Jun Xiaoyao.
But now, the grudge is completely gone.
In the end of the ancient country of Vermilion, it is Jun Xiaoyao's turn to save.
Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at the ancient Suzaku army where only tens of thousands of people were killed.
He waved his hand slightly.
Fenglin Volcano's four guards immediately got the order, as if they turned into four torrents that penetrated everything, rushing towards the Three Kingdoms and Million Allied Forces.
It is hard to imagine that an army of only forty thousand people would crash into an army of one million.
However, the result is staggering.
A million army, there is no way to stop the four armies from rushing.
Before Fenglinhuo's four guards, these coalition forces were vulnerable.
In just a few back and forth collisions, more than 100,000 people have fallen from the three-nation coalition!
This is terrifying and frightening!
"The four guards of Junjiafenglinhuo, too strong!"
"The devil, they are the devil!"
"Run!"
The sergeants of the Quartet are terrified, and the army of a million will be defeated!
The sergeants who survived the Suzaku ancient country roared catharticly and began to fight back.
"This..."
Above the sky, the faces of the Azure Dragon Lord and others were blank.
They didn't expect that the Jun family's army could be so strong.
Only forty thousand people killed their millions in an instant.
"Son of the Jun's Family, what do you want to do?" The Qinglong Kingdom Lord said in a calm tone.
"How? It's simple..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Then the eyebrows were raised, and the eyes filled with cold and stern words: "Either retreat, or...punish your Nine Clan!"
A word fell, like thunder on the ground!
Millions of people are full of consternation!
Such words, shouldn't they be said by an emperor like Qinglong Kingdom Lord?
But now, when you say it from Jun Xiaoyao, no one feels the slightest disobedience.
How can the status of the son of the king's family be comparable to the emperor of a country?
"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Qinglong Kingdom's face was blue and white, and his holy breath couldn't restrain the eruption.
"The son of God is standing here, asking you to take action, do you dare?"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves and stepped on the sky, standing opposite the Qinglong Lord.
It's just the cultivation base of Guiyi Realm, but the Azure Dragon Kingdom Lord in the Saint Realm has no fear at all.
Even that kind of temperament makes people feel that Jun Xiaoyao is the emperor, and the Qinglong Kingdom Lord is the minister!
"Is this the power of the king's son?"
Below, all the people in the ancient country of Vermilion were trembling with excitement when they saw this scene.
Bai Yu'er's beautiful scarlet crystal eyes are full of strong worship and fanaticism.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far, the son is standing behind us, and he asked us to do this." Qinglong Country Lord said in a calm tone.
He didn't dare to face the Jun's family by himself, so he could only pull the tiger's skin and remove the young man behind him.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes.
He had already figured out that there might be other people standing behind the ancient kingdom of Qinglong.
Now it seems that it is so.
Besides, he can train the Qinglong Kingdom Lord and others to be persuasive, and the identity and origin of that young man should be amazing.
However, how can Jun Xiaoyao be jealous.
No matter how old he is, can he beat him?
"Regardless of who is standing behind you, no one can bear the anger of this **** son!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly appeared cold.
Then raised his hand and pointed it as a sword.
The vast sword aura is gushing, and the mighty sword intent is surging!
A dazzling sword light swept down from Jun Xiaoyao, accompanied by countless fairy shadows!
Sword Mang, stunning the world!
It is the first style of the Slaughter Fairy Sword Art, Xianyu!
Boom!
A 10,000-zhang sword light suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the army of millions!
In an instant, blood splashed and countless screams rang out.
Tens of thousands of sergeants were killed by a sword!
The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms, which had been panicked by Fenglinhuo's four guards, collapsed instantly and fled in all directions!
Lord Qinglong saw this, his heart burned with anger, and he almost couldn't bear it and wanted to take action.
But when he thought of the consequences of attacking Jun Xiaoyao, he was still suppressed.
"Retreat first!" The color of struggle flashed in the eyes of the Azure Dragon Lord, but he still gave the order.
If you delay it any longer, the millions of troops will not know how much is left.
And he didn't dare to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only retreat temporarily, and ask the young man to decide.
If the young man takes the shot himself, the Azure Dragon Lord will naturally not have to bear the anger of the monarch family.
When the Lord of the Azure Dragon called to retreat, the Lord of the White Tiger and the Lord of Xuanwu also retreated together.
The army of one million, in a short period of time, only more than six hundred thousand are left, and they are also rushing like a dog in a family.
It was only a moment, and the three-nation coalition army, which was originally mighty, disappeared.
Jun Xiaoyao watched the Blue Dragon and others retreat, but did not continue to press.
Because Qinglong Kingdom Lord and others are not the most important.
The most important thing is the young man behind them.
What is his purpose in integrating the four ancient countries~IndoMTL.com~?
Just want to take it into your own power?
It was precisely because he wanted to understand the doubts in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chose to put a long line and catch a big fish.
As for the surviving generals and sergeants of the ancient country of Vermilion, their faces are full of joy after the disaster.
They looked at Jun Xiaoyao with deep gratitude in their eyes.
There is no Jun Xiaoyao, their Suzaku ancient country, either destroying the country or surrendering.
In the sky, the Lord of the Suzaku bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao: "Thank you for your help, if there is no god, the ancient country of Suzaku is in danger today."
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said: "The ancient Suzaku country is my power, I naturally will not watch it perish."
"Sir God." Bai Yuer also bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Well, don't be too happy, the young man behind them will probably not let go." Jun Xiaoyao said.