Chapter 92 It turns out to be just a clone, the two saints turned against each other, and the ruler of Qinglong Kingdom fell!

Although Yang Pan was suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao before, the powerful aura was still frightening.

It can be said that the ordinary immortal power geniuses can never beat Yang Pan.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao actually said that the Yang Pan in front of him was just a clone, which was a bit scary.

Even the clone had such strength, how powerful would Yang Pan be?

Jun Xiaoyao's face was very calm.

As early as the first time he saw Yang Pan, he knew that he was just a clone.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about this.

Because whether it was the original body or the clone, in his eyes, they were the same, and he could suppress them at will, without much difference.

At best, it might take a few more moves to suppress the original body.

In the distance, Yang Pan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, his face was extremely gloomy.

He said coldly: "To conquer the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom, there is no need for me to take action, but I didn't expect to run into you."

Yang Pan's heart was boiling with anger.

He was indeed just a clone, and Yang Pan's original body was still in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

However, in Yang Pan's view, even if it was just a clone, it would be more than enough to conquer the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom, and he didn't need to do it himself.

But who could have expected that behind the Suzaku Ancient Kingdom, there was Jun Xiaoyao standing.

This big variable hindered Yang Pan's plan.

Yang Pan took a deep breath, and then said in a cold tone: "Jun Xiaoyao, you actually know that this marquis is just a clone, then you should also know how powerful this original body will be."

"If you stop now, there is still room for retention."

Yang Pan knew that his clone could not defeat Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only use his original body to suppress him.

"Whether you are the real body or the clone, for this Son of God, does it make any difference? I can suppress you with one palm." Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"You..." Yang Pan raised his eyebrows, and a cold look surged in his eyes.

"As expected of you, Lord Son of God..." Bai Yu'er and others showed admiration in their eyes.

In the Wilderness Immortal Realm, how many people dare to despise the Champion of the Divine Dynasty like this?

"Okay, Jun Xiaoyao, you don't accept the toast, so you have to drink the penalty." Yang Pan said.

Around him, four dark figures appeared, carrying a suffocating and majestic pressure.

"It's those four saints..." The White Tiger King and the Black Tortoise King showed fear in their eyes.

If it weren't for those four saints, their two countries would not have been defeated and surrendered so easily.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them and shook his head slightly, saying, "Four puppets comparable to the sage realm, Yang Pan, you are lucky."

"What, those are puppets?" The two kings of Baihu and Xuanwu were surprised.

"What about puppets? It's enough to suppress you." Yang Pan sneered.

He didn't want to kill Jun Xiaoyao.

If he killed Jun Xiaoyao with his own strength, even the Jun family would not be able to find any handle.

After all, it is normal for the younger generation to fight for life and death.

But if Yang Pan killed Jun Xiaoyao with the sage puppet, the Jun family would definitely be furious.

Even the Panwu Divine Dynasty behind him could not protect him.

Although Yang Pan was arrogant, he was not brainless.

He only needed to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and others with the sage puppet.

Then he could directly attack the imperial capital of the ancient country of Suzaku and obtain the compass parts.

"Jun Xiaoyao, as long as I suppress you with the Saint Puppet Town, the Ancient Kingdom of Suzaku is not in my pocket. No matter that thing or Bai Yu'er, they are all mine."

Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu'er, and a fiery and evil color flashed in his eyes.

Bai Yu'er was indeed very beautiful, charming and beautiful, which made Yang Pan's heart itch.

He had the habit of collecting beauties, and this Bai Yu'er was a treasure that he must get.

"Wishful thinking, can you compare with a finger of the Son of God?" Bai Yu'er scolded coldly, with disgust in her eyes.

Although Yang Pan's strength and status were not weak, in terms of appearance, character, and temperament, he was not comparable to Jun Xiaoyao at all.

One was a fairy in the sky.

The other was a commoner in the market.

Can the two be compared?

"Bitch, when you submit to this marquis, I'll see if you will still say so!" Yang Pan scolded.

The four saint puppets burst out their auras at the same time, ready to attack.

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes swept towards the kings.

"You, are you still going to follow Yang Pan?"

Jun Xiaoyao's words made the faces of the White Tiger King and the Black Tortoise King change, and then their eyes changed.

To be honest, Yang Pan's personality is volatile, and he even called them trash who eat shit.

Rather than following the Champion Marquis and being bullied, it is better to choose to submit to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's status and position are only higher than that of the Champion Marquis.

Under this consideration, there is almost no hesitation, and the two kings flashed and changed their camps and said: "We are willing to submit to the God Son of the Jun Family!"

"You..." Yang Pan's eyes burned with cold flames.

The face of the Qinglong King was tense, and he did not choose to stand on Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Because his son Xiao Chen had a grudge against Jun Xiaoyao.

In addition, in this war, his Qinglong Ancient Country is the leader.

The ancient country of Suzaku will not let go of the ancient country of Qinglong so easily.

The most important point is that the Lord of Qinglong wants to become the Lord of the ancient country of Sixiang.

Only Yang Pan can fulfill his ambition.

Therefore, the Lord of Qinglong is determined to hold on to Yang Pan's thigh.

Seeing the indifferent Lord of Qinglong, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

He will deal with Xiao Chen in the future, and it is obviously not a wise move to accept his father as his subordinate.

"Humph, do you two want to be destroyed?" Yang Pan said coldly.

The faces of the two lords were not natural.

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly: "With me here, who dares to destroy their country?"

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't be complacent, I have the Lord of Qinglong and five saints here, and I can still suppress you!"

At Yang Pan's order, the Lord of Qinglong led four saint puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

The three kings of Zhuque, Baihu and Xuanwu also had their auras surge, ready to meet the enemy.

However, at this time, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and chuckled, "No need for now, just watch the show."

"Watch the show?" The three kings were stunned.

At this time, the sound of a zither suddenly sounded in the distance, turning into a thousand-foot killing blade, coming across the sky.

The terrifying zither killing blade even shattered the space, and a dark space crack was pulled out wherever it passed.

"Guardian!" Yang Pan's expression suddenly changed.

This time, he came with a clone, so he didn't have a guardian with him.

But he didn't expect that there was actually a guardian hiding behind Jun Xiaoyao.

And judging from the power of the move, it was definitely not something that an ordinary saint could compare to.

"Damn it!"

The pupils of the Qinglong King were filled with unprecedented horror.

The zither killing blade made him, a saint, feel cold in his heart and chilled all over his body.

"Dragon Emperor Fist!"

The Azure Dragon King roared, and his Saint Realm strength fully exploded. A Azure Dragon phantom blasted out with his fist, shaking the sky!

However, the result was...

Puff!

The killing blade passed across, and the head fell to the ground!

The Azure Dragon King, dead!