Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go 2

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With the help of the Spirit Sword of the Emperor Pan, Yang Pan releases a brilliant sword glow with the point of his sword.

With one sword, it seems that Heaven and Earth can be cut through!

And Jun Xiaoyao urges the power of Supreme Bone.

A fiery and gorgeous Divine Clouds burst out from his chest, like baptism descended from Heaven.

The 2-style extreme moves collide, the wind and thunder tremble, Heaven and Earth trembles, and a vast Magic Power ripple sweeps all directions.

If it weren’t for Martial God to restrain this wave of fluctuations with space, the young Heaven’s Chosen around them 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 dyed Battle Armor red on his chest.

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

And Yang Pan’s gaze stared at the center of the collision.

He wants to know the status of Jun Xiaoyao.

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

Dressed in white clothed, Jun Xiaoyao, who is aloof, still stands in place.

“This…” Yang Pan’s expression froze in an instant.

It was like seeing the most incredible thing in the world.

He even took out the Spirit Sword, but he couldn’t bring any harm to Jun Xiaoyao?

At this moment, Yang Pan began to wonder if the Spirit Sword that he took out was a fake.

“Yes, if you can fully release the power of the Spirit Sword, you might really bring me some small threats, but it’s a pity…” Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

In Yuantian hidden treasure before, even Supreme Demon Corpse couldn’t cause him any serious injuries.

Now, even if Yang Pan took out the Spirit Sword, what’s the use?

“This is impossible…” Yang Pan was somewhat absent-minded.

Isn’t his biggest reliance on Spirit Sword?

But now, Yang Pan’s Dao Heart is starting to be unstable.

“During the war, are you still lost?”

Jun Xiaoyao exhibited Demon Wings behind his back, body moved, as if flashing across the void, he smashed against Yang Pan.

Yang Pan came back to his senses and hurriedly resisted.

Bang! bang! bang!

After several strokes, Marquis Guanjun spit blood repeatedly, even with the protection of Heavenly Glow Horned God Armor, it is useless.

Jun Xiaoyao shot Immortal Slaughtering Sword Art again, and the vast and bright sword glow turned out to face Yang Pan.

Yang Pan was so frightened that the souls of the dead ran out, and hurriedly resisted with the Spirit Sword of the Emperor Pan.

Pu chi!

The blood hurriedly, the Heavenly Glow Horned God Armor on Yang Pan was directly cut open by sword glow.

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

If it weren’t for the Spirit Sword to restore him, Yang Pan was afraid that he would immediately die.

Bang!

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 indifferently.

“You…” Yang Pan struggled, but he couldn’t turn over anyway.

Jun Xiaoyao’s own Divine Power almost slammed his head.

Shame, resentment, rage, powerlessness…

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

As one person, Marquis Guanjun of above ten thousand people is like a local tyrant in Panwu Divine Dynasty.

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

This shame is unforgettable for life.

“Young Master…” In the crowd, Qin Xuan’s eyes were red, and her lovable body was shaking with excitement.

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

“Oh yeah, Big Brother Xiaoyao is the best, trample on that big beetle!” Jiang Luoli also squeezed his pink fist and cheered.

Jun Xiaoyao said before that he wanted to vent his anger, but now he is really relieved.

“Jun Family Divine Child, it’s almost there.”

Finally, on the high platform, the master of Martial God spoke.

No matter how Yang Pan was, it was also Divine Dynasty Marquis Guanjun, who was stepped on like this, which really lost the face of Panwu Divine Dynasty.

Wu Mingyue, who was on the side, 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 that mean that he is eligible to become a Prince Consort?

“Heh… Since the gods have all spoken, why not give this Jun a face?” Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

He kicked it out and blessed Giant Power.

A series of clicks sounded, it was Yang Pan’s skeleton that was breaking.

He was kicked and hit a side hall heavily.

In this scene, the corners of Martial God’s eyes twitched slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao also knows that it is impossible to kill Yang Pan under the watchful eyes of the Lord Pan Martial God.

Besides, Yangpan can be regarded as a leek, and it may not be worth harvesting in the future.

Panhuangjian, um…

Jun Xiaoyao admitted that he was a little tempted.

I am afraid that no one will be indifferent to Emperor Artifact.

“So, today’s fight…” The Lord Pan Martial God hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

Originally, according to the script, Yang Pan should have swept all directions, and then became the Prince Consort, marrying Wu Mingyue.

But now, looking at Yang Pan lying in the ruins, covered in blood and extremely embarrassed, the Lord Pan Martial God couldn’t say that he would be a Prince Consort.

“Well, to appease Yang Pan, you don’t necessarily have to use this method.” Pan Martial God thought to himself.

If you can win the monster Jun Xiaoyao, wouldn’t it be more valuable than ten Yangpans?

Thinking of this, Pan Martial God opened the mouth and said: “Jun Family Divine Child is indeed as rumored, with a dragon and phoenix form and invincible spirit. It seems that the most suitable Prince Consort candidate is beyond doubt.”

The words of the master of Martial God immediately caused all directions to be in an uproar.

This is to recruit Jun Xiaoyao as Prince Consort?

Jun Zhantian didn’t say anything.

This is Jun Xiaoyao’s own business, and Jun Family will not object if he wants to.

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

Although Jiang Luoli is sometimes naive, sometimes he is very smart.

For example, now, she would not at all step forward to ask Jun Xiaoyao’s choice.

Of course, Jiang Luoli himself does not want Jun Xiaoyao to be Prince Consort anymore.

Although it is normal for a good man like 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 become Prince Consort.

“I am doing this for Luoli.” Jiang Shengyi muttered in his heart.

But what was it, only Jiang Shengyi knew in his heart.

In addition to them, many other female cultivators and fanboys who worship Jun Xiaoyao do not want Jun Xiaoyao to be the Prince Consort.

They are all girlfriends, fantasizing that they can be Jun Xiaoyao’s Dao Companion.

If Jun Xiaoyao agrees to become Prince Consort, wouldn’t these girlfriends’ dreams be shattered?

At this moment, everyone in Heaven and Earth is waiting for Jun Xiaoyao’s answer.

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

He couldn’t imagine how furious he would be if Jun Xiaoyao became Prince Consort.

When the Martial God saw that Jun Xiaoyao did not immediately agree, slightly frowned and threw a blockbuster again.

“If I can become the Prince Consort of Panwu Divine Dynasty, I will get a chance to enter Panwu Tomb.”

As soon as this statement came out, all directions were in an uproar!