Chapter 87 No one can bear the wrath of this Son of God, the coalition forces retreat!

Above the sky, nine-headed lions pulled a golden chariot.

And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stood on it, with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering, like a god who dominates the world!

At this moment, Bai Yu'er and the people of the ancient country of Suzaku looked at Jun Xiaoyao with great excitement and enthusiasm, as if they were looking at the supreme savior!

Except for Jun's body covered with three layers of snow, who in the world is worthy of white clothes!

Jun Xiaoyao is their god!

"How could it be, how could the Jun family come?"

The faces of the three rulers of Qinglong, Baihu and Xuanwu were slightly pale.

Although they are saints who are high above, they still feel palpitations when facing the behemoth of the Jun family.

Not to mention saints, even the supreme supreme will be extremely wary of the Jun family.

And now, although they did not see the arrival of the saints of the Jun family, Jun Xiaoyao alone is enough to deter them.

Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint, but his deterrence is stronger than that of a saint!

Because going against Jun Xiaoyao is basically the same as going against the Jun family.

How many people dare to offend the ancient Jun family?

"Son of God!"

Bai Yu'er and others stared at Jun Xiaoyao, their hearts filled with joy.

"Son of God is finally here." In the sky, the Lord of Suzaku also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, the Lord of Suzaku still had some small lumps in his heart about the ancient Suzaku country submitting to Jun Xiaoyao.

But now, the grudge has completely disappeared.

In the end, it is still Jun Xiaoyao's turn to save the ancient Suzaku country.

Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the ancient Suzaku country army below, where only tens of thousands of people were left after being killed.

He waved his hand slightly.

The four guards of Fenglinhuoshan immediately received the order, as if they had turned into four torrents that pierced through everything, and rushed towards the million-strong coalition army of the three countries.

It is hard to imagine that an army of only 40,000 people actually collided with a million-strong army.

However, the result was shocking.

A million-strong army could not stop the charge of the four armies at all.

Before the four guards of Fenglinhuoshan, these coalition forces were vulnerable.

After just a few collisions, more than 100,000 people from the coalition of the three countries have fallen!

This is simply terrifying and frightening!

"The four guards of Fenglinhuoshan of the Jun family are too strong!"

"Devils, they are devils!"

"Run!"

The soldiers of all four parties were frightened, and the million-strong army was defeated!

And the surviving soldiers of the ancient country of Suzaku roared in venting anger and began to fight back.

"This..."

Above the sky, the Lord of Qinglong and others were stunned.

Even they did not expect that the army of the Jun family was so strong.

Only 40,000 people killed their million-strong army in an instant.

"Jun family's Godson, what do you want?" The Lord of Qinglong said in a solemn tone.

"What? Very simple..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Then he raised his eyebrows, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Either retreat, or... I will kill all your clans!"

As soon as the words fell, it was like thunder from the ground!

Millions of people in the audience were all shocked!

Shouldn't such words be said by an emperor like the Lord of Qinglong?

But now, when Jun Xiaoyao said it, no one felt the slightest sense of disobedience.

How could the status of the Jun family's Godson be comparable to that of a mere emperor of a country?

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." The face of the Lord of Qinglong turned pale, and the aura of a saint could not be suppressed.

"This Godson is standing here, asking you to take action, do you dare?"

Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, stepped into the sky, and stood opposite the Lord of Qinglong.

Although he was only at the Guiyi realm, he was not afraid of the Qinglong Lord who was at the Saint realm.

Even that kind of temperament gave people the feeling that Jun Xiaoyao was the emperor and the Qinglong Lord was the minister!

"Is this the power of the Jun family's son of God?"

Below, all the people of the ancient Suzaku country were so excited that they trembled when they saw this scene.

Bai Yu'er's beautiful red crystal eyes were filled with strong admiration and fanaticism.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far. There is a young master behind us. He asked us to do this." The Qinglong Lord said in a deep tone.

He didn't dare to confront the Jun family himself, so he could only use the tiger skin to bring out the young master behind him.

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.

He had long guessed that there might be someone else standing behind the Qinglong Ancient Country.

Now it seems that it is true.

And the identity and origin of that young master who was able to train the Qinglong Lord and others to be obedient should also be very amazing.

However, how could Jun Xiaoyao be afraid?

No matter how great his status is, can he beat him?

"No matter who is standing behind you, no one can bear the wrath of this son of God!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed coldly.

Then he raised his hand and pointed it as a sword.

The vast sword energy was gushing out, and the majestic sword intent was surging!

A dazzling sword light, accompanied by countless phantoms of immortals and gods, swept down from Jun Xiaoyao's hand!

The sword light was shocking!

It was the first move of the Immortal Killing Sword Technique, Immortal Fall!

Rumble!

A sword light of ten thousand feet fell from the sky and smashed into the millions of troops!

In an instant, blood splattered and countless screams rang out.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were killed by a sword!

The coalition forces of the three countries, which had been panicked by the killing of the four guards of Fenglinhuoshan, collapsed in an instant and fled in all directions!

Seeing this, the Lord of Qinglong was so angry that he almost wanted to take action.

But when he thought of the consequences of taking action against Jun Xiaoyao, he suppressed his anger.

"Retreat first!" The Lord of Qinglong had a look of struggle in his eyes, but he still gave the order.

If he delayed any longer, I don't know how many of the million-strong army would be left.

And he didn't dare to do anything to Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only retreat for the time being and ask the young master to make the decision.

If the young master took action himself, the Lord of Qinglong would naturally not have to bear the anger of the Jun family.

Hearing the Lord of Qinglong shouting to retreat, the Lords of Baihu and Xuanwu also retreated together.

In a short period of time, only more than 600,000 of the million-strong army were left, and they also ran away in a hurry like dogs that had lost their homes.

In just a moment, the originally powerful coalition of the three countries disappeared.

Jun Xiaoyao watched the Lord of Qinglong and others retreat, but he did not continue to press.

Because the Lord of Qinglong and others are not the most important.

The most important thing is the young master behind them.

What is his purpose in integrating the four ancient countries?

Is he just trying to take them into his own power?

It is precisely because he wants to figure out the doubts in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chose to play the long game and catch the big fish.

And the surviving generals and soldiers of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom all showed the joy of surviving the disaster.

They looked at Jun Xiaoyao with deep gratitude in their eyes.

Without Jun Xiaoyao, their ancient Suzaku Kingdom would either be destroyed or surrendered.

In the sky, the Lord of Suzaku bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao and said: "Thank you for the help of the Son of God. If there is no Son of God, the ancient Suzaku Kingdom is in danger today."

Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said: "The ancient Suzaku Kingdom is my power, and I will naturally not watch it perish."

"Lord Son of God." Bai Yu'er also bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Well, don't be happy too soon. The young master behind them will not let it go." Jun Xiaoyao said.