Chapter 109 Jiang Luoli's jealousy, Panwu God Lord's arrival, Xiao Chen's appearance

The entire Forbidden City was in an uproar because of Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Yang Pan, whose face was ashen, and said in a calm tone: "I didn't accept the challenge because I felt it was unnecessary. It's not much more troublesome to slap you to death than to slap a fly to death."

"Jun Xiaoyao, stop bragging. Do you think you are really invincible just because you killed one of my clones?" Yang Pan said coldly.

He thought that the reason why Jun Xiaoyao was confident was because he had easily killed his clone.

"Heh..." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled and said nothing.

How could Yang Pan understand his ability?

Yang Pan's eyes were cold.

With his irritable personality, he almost couldn't help but start a war directly.

But when he thought that he still had to compete for the position of the son-in-law, Yang Pan suppressed his anger for the time being.

After he won the position of the son-in-law, he would challenge Jun Xiaoyao again and fight with him at the top of the Forbidden City.

Jun Xiaoyao obviously knew Yang Pan's idea.

He didn't care whether the fight was early or late, the result would not change anyway.

Seeing the two people whose fighting was temporarily stopped, the monks around were still sighing.

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was too strong, and he directly extinguished the invincible spirit of the champion marquis.

But they were also very curious whether Jun Xiaoyao would participate in the competition for the prince consort?

Jun Xiaoyao walked to the Jun family.

"Son of God!" Jun Zhangjian and others all bowed, with joy in their eyes.

They were also annoyed by those rumors recently.

And as soon as Jun Xiaoyao appeared, all the slanderous rumors were broken.

"Xiaoyao, I knew you wouldn't avoid fighting." Jiang Shengyi came over and smiled.

"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Jiang Luoli looked at the two of them on the side, her eyes rolling.

She didn't think much about it.

"Sir Son of God, we meet again. The last time we played the piano all night, it is still vivid in my mind and unforgettable."

At this time, a beautiful lady came again, it was the Lyra girl.

Her tone was full of nostalgia, and her eyes were vaguely full of longing.

After learning Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she felt flattered.

But the Lyra girl didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao just used her once.

"What... what... what? Talking about love all night?"

Jiang Luoli was struck by lightning when she heard this, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.

"It was obviously me first..." Jiang Luoli pursed her lips, and a strong sense of jealousy was spreading.

"Miss Jiang misunderstood, it was playing the piano, not talking about love." The Lyra girl explained.

Jiang Luoli still had some grudges. It was all night, who knew what kind of inappropriate things would happen.

"You girl, what are you thinking about?" Jun Xiaoyao knocked Jiang Luoli's little head.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao who was deeply trapped in the beauty's Shura field, not to mention outsiders, even Jun Zhangjian said with envy: "I wish I had one tenth of the charm of the Son of God."

"Are you dreaming?" Jun Xuehuang said.

At this time, a magnificent voice came from the depths of the palace.

A golden arch bridge extended from the distant sky, and a group of people slowly walked over.

The leader was a middle-aged man in an imperial robe, with a majestic face and the power of ruling the world.

This man was the emperor of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, the Panwu Divine Lord.

And behind him, there were a group of princes and princesses.

Wu Mingyue and the third prince were among them.

The third prince immediately noticed Jun Xiaoyao, and his heart suddenly felt cold and sank to the bottom of the valley.

"It's over, it's him, the Jun family's Son of God..."

Before, the third prince had a faint expectation in his heart.

Unexpectedly, now, it has come true.

Bribing the assassin of the Netherworld to assassinate the son of God of the Jun family.

If this is exposed, the third prince can't imagine what kind of consequences will occur.

"It doesn't matter, stay calm, the assassin of the Netherworld will never reveal my identity." The third prince thought to himself.

But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes just fell on the third prince.

The third prince froze.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the third prince also forced a smile on his face.

In his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know that I am behind the scenes." The third prince said secretly.

To take a step back, even if Jun Xiaoyao would guess that it was him, it cannot be established without evidence.

At most, the third prince would refuse to admit it and pretend to be stupid.

Unfortunately, the third prince didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao's smile.

was the smile of a devil.

Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao, and her face suddenly became unnatural.

"Sure enough, she's here." Wu Mingyue sighed, and she was a little nervous.

After all, her lifeline is still in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Is that the princess of the Divine Dynasty? It's the first time I've seen her. She's really stunning!"

"Yes, I finally understand why so many geniuses are vying for the status of a son-in-law. Not only can they soar to the sky, but they can also get such a beautiful woman."

Many cultivators looked at Wu Mingyue, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Wu Mingyue, wearing a bright red dress, was charming and delicate, and unparalleled in beauty.

"Mingyue..."

Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the corner, was overwhelmed with emotion, and his expression was faintly excited and missed.

Wu Mingyue was his woman, and he would not give Wu Mingyue to anyone today!

"Thank you all for coming to this banquet. Today is also the day when my daughter Mingyue chooses a prince consort. Only the outstanding genius can become the prince consort of my Panwu Divine Dynasty."

Panwu Divine Lord spoke, and his voice spread all over the place.

"Next, the banquet will begin. Young heroes can also compete and learn from each other."

As soon as Panwu Divine Lord finished speaking, the whole banquet officially began.

"Haha, then I will show my ugliness first. I have admired Princess Mingyue for a long time."

A handsome young man with a long sword on his back jumped onto the high platform that had been prepared long ago and laughed.

"He is a true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Sect, a very powerful genius." Some cultivators said.

Tiannan Sword Sect is also a top sword force.

However, Wu Mingyue did not even look at the genius.

"Heh..."

A sneer came from Yang Pan.

He fired a shot directly, and the terrifying spear light caused ripples in the void.

Seeing this, the true disciple of Tiannan Sword Sect suddenly changed his expression, unsheathed the long sword behind him, and fought back.

However, with one move, the true disciple vomited blood and flew backwards, and a blood hole appeared on his shoulder.

What's more serious is that the true disciple's bones were shattered all over his body.

Several elders of Tiannan Sword Sect came forward to investigate, their faces were extremely ugly.

But due to Yang Pan's identity and the presence of Panwu God Lord, they dared not speak out.

"Hmph, this position of the son-in-law, this marquis wants it, whoever wants to compete for it can come up and fight!"

Yang Pan stood on the high platform, wearing the Tianmangjiao Divine Armor and holding the Shangmang Divine Spear, with a unique momentum for a while.

Boom!

Just as Yang Pan's voice fell, a majestic breath suddenly came from a banquet in the back.

At the same time, there was also a resolute cold shout.

"Only I, Xiao Chen, can be Mingyue's consort. As for you, Yang Pan, get out of here as far as you can!"