e when he saw Jun Xiaoyao.Jun Xiaoyao's temperament is too aloof.Even the nearby saints and powerful experts were overshadowed by this young man in white."Could he be a genius from the immortal realm'...In the cracked earthen pit, Xiao Chen stood up, his body trembling, blood dripping from his chin.

His eyes were bloodshot, he couldn't believe it.

I can't believe I lost again.

Before this, I was defeated by you, Jun Xiaoyao, again and again.

Now, even the champion Hou can't be beaten.

Even with Xiao Chen's resolute character, at this moment, he felt his Dao heart was about to crumble.

To be honest, Xiao Chen's strength is indeed not weak.

If Yao Yang didn't have the Panhuang Divine Sword, who would win or lose is still unknown.

However, Yang Pan, who possessed the Disk Emperor Spirit Sword, was born with an invincible position.

This is the confidence of Lord Panwu.

The position of imperial consort ultimately still belonged to Yang Pan.

At this moment, many cultivators around were filled with sighs.

They naturally saw that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue were probably related.

It's like the plot of a story told by a storyteller, where an ordinary boy rises to become a hero and marries a princess.

But reality is reality after all, and it can't be as perfect as the stories in legends.

Xiao Chen ultimately failed to stage a successful comeback.

"Haha, this marquis will ask a question: who else is there" Yang Pan said proudly.

Among the young talents of all major factions, there was a look of apprehension in their eyes.

Ye Xingyun from the ancient Ye family, Wang Gang from the Beidi Wang family, and Huang Xuan from Wanhuang Lingshan, among others, were all present to witness the ceremony. They did not come to vie for the title of son-in-law.

So they didn't make a move after all.

Seeing that no one in the surroundings made a sound, Yang Pan inexplicably felt a sense of superiority.

It's so lonely to be invincible...

He turned his head, looking at Wu Mingyue whose face was pale. A smile curved the corner of his lips as he said: "Mingyue, you are still this lord's after all."

Wǔ Míngyuè's face was grim, her jade hand clenched tightly.

She felt intense dislike for Yang Pan.

Having a bad temper and being of average looks.

Even Wu Mingyue disliked Jun Xiaoyao, she couldn't deny that his appearance was indeed very pleasing to the eye.

At least looking at it every day won't cause any boredom, but rather a supreme enjoyment.

But if she had to face Yang Pan every day, it would make her sick.

Just as Yang Pan was riding high on the success, thinking he had everything under control.

A languid voice drifted over, faint and careless.

"Just got beaten into the ground by this deity, and now you're starting up again"

"Hm" Yang Pan raised an eyebrow, her gaze following.

But seeing you carefree, with one hand behind your back, standing there calmly, your expression carrying a detached aloofness.

That's right...

It was like a deity looking down upon mortals.

The Lord is free, and he has stood up!

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar among all parties.

"The Divine Son of the Jun family, is he finally going to make a move"

"Could he also be vying for the position of son-in-law"

"Interesting, the Godson of your family makes a move. I wonder if he can suppress the Champion Marquis"

"It's probably going to be difficult, after all, Champion Hou has the Panhuang Spirit Sword. He's not that easy to deal with."

And the daughters of noble houses, as well as many female cultivators, felt a sense of heartbreak.

"Brother Xiao Yao, you..." Jiang Luo Li covered her mouth with her small hand, unable to believe it.

Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao really wants to marry the eldest princess of the Panwu Divine Dynasty

Although Jiang Shengyi didn't say anything, her clear eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He naturally wouldn't vie for the position of son-in-law.

Every woman in the world, whoever she may be, can have anything she wants if she simply desires it. There is no need to fight for it.

Furthermore, what woman is worth your freedom to fight for

At least so far, he hasn't encountered it.

And this Wu Mingyue, she was originally his slave girl.

What is within these brackets, "is Jun Xiaoyao's private property."

Does Yang Pan want to marry Wu Mingyue, and has her owner agreed to this

"You're seeking freedom, well then, since you've stepped forward willingly, let us have a fair and honest fight."

"What divine myth of invincibility does your Jun Family deity possess Before this Lord, it's nothing!" Yang Pan's tone was arrogant and domineering.

He believed that his previous humiliating state was due to Jun Xiaoyao's sneak attack.

If he fought fairly, he wouldn't lose.

When Jun Xiaoyao heard this, he simply shook his head.

"Well, scared now" Yang Pan raised her eyebrows.

Jun Xiaoyao let out a light chuckle, his foot landing on the ground with a tremor that rippled outwards in all directions!

He soared into the sky and finally landed on top of the Forbidden City!

Above it all, looking down on everyone!

"Yang Pan, with just you alone, do you dare to challenge this deity" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"What do you mean by that" Yang Pan's face darkened.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who stood atop the Purple Forbidden Palace, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, and his peerless beauty, Li Shen felt inexplicably upset.

That's so freaking cool.

"Yang Pan, I'm not talking about you. I'm saying those people sitting here who try to oppose me... are trash."

A single sentence fell, and the entire place was plunged into silence!

This statement is not just directed at Yang Pan.

Xiao Chen's face turned ashen.

A flash of coldness crossed Ye Xingyun's eyes.

Huang Xuan Yi and Feng Qing Ling, both of them, had unsightly expressions.

Even Wang Gang from the Bei Di royal family was a little unhappy, feeling that Jun Xiaoyao was truly too arrogant.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan's anger erupted.

Jun Xiaoyao was clearly looking down on him, unwilling to fight him one-on-one.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, this deity knows you want to kill me very much. Now I give you the opportunity."

He turned his gaze back to Ye Xingyun.

"Ye Xingyun, last time at the tenth-year banquet, you were suppressed by this divine son. I presume you felt quite disgruntled. This time, I offer you an opportunity."

"As for the myriad phoenix spirit mountain, if anyone dares to make a move, this deity will take them on."

In a word, today, atop the imperial city, on the highest peak of the Forbidden City...

"This deity alone, will fight all of you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was cold, he stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes billowing, and his hair flowing in the wind.

Standing atop the Forbidden City, he resembled...a deity!

Boom!

This sentence, like a boulder rolling into the ocean, creates towering waves.

The entire Forbidden City, with countless figures from various factions, stood in stunned silence.

Although they knew Jun Xiaoyao was strong, possessing an invincible aura.

But this time, it's not a one-on-one battle, but a challenge to everyone.

Apart from others, even Yang Pan alone is not something ordinary people can handle.

And Xiao Chen, although he was defeated, his strength is evident to all.

Ye Xingyun, bearing the celestial emperor's body, possesses undeniable strength.

Wan Huang Ling Shan's Huang Xuan Yi and Feng Qing Ling are even top figures among the younger generation.

It can be said that each of these individuals, taken separately, could dominate a region.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao is actually going to challenge all of them by himself.

This absolutely blew everyone's mind!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are too arrogant!" Yang Pan couldn't bear it any longer and took direct action. His long spear shot out, piercing towards Jun Xiaoyao.

He and Jun Xiaoyao challenged each other to a duel on the peak of Zijing, how could he possibly endure such humiliation.

Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent, extending his right hand. Twenty pieces of Great Luo Immortal Bones released divine light.

Fairy mist swirls, divine light surges, like the hand of an ancient god, a single palm strike could shatter a planet!

Boom!

As the seal fell, a breathtaking spectacle unfolded, like a corner of the heavens collapsing and crashing down.

Bang!

Yang Pan was directly suppressed and smashed into the ground with a deafening boom.

For a moment, there was utter silence.

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