Chapter 117 The mysterious protector takes action, which is bad for the young master and will be killed without mercy!
The Jun family and the Jiang family are two of the three royal families.
Their strength and heritage are the leaders among the ancient families.
The general immortal sects dare not provoke them at will.
What's more, the Panwu Divine Dynasty has been in a state of decline in recent years.
Even the strategic weapon, the Emperor's Panhuang Sword, has not been found yet.
In this case, if the two major families are really provoked, the Panwu Divine Dynasty will pay an unimaginable price.
It may even start an immortal war.
For all these reasons, the Panwu Divine Lord suppressed his anger.
But that look was very cold. Silu Chinese Network╭ァんττρs:.sしz.Θмんττρs:м.sしz.Θмヤ
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm, with a sneer on his lips.
He just liked the way Panwu God Lord couldn't stand him but couldn't get rid of him.
"This kid..." Panwu God Lord's eyes twitched slightly.
Seeing the smile on Jun Xiaoyao's lips, he really wanted to slap him.
But reason still made Panwu God Lord restrain his killing intent.
Seeing the indifferent Panwu God Lord, the elders and seniors of the various forces around him all took a deep breath.
It seems that the deterrent power of the Jun family is far stronger than they imagined.
Jun Xiaoyao humiliated and provoked him like this, but Panwu God Lord was as cowardly as a turtle and didn't even dare to suppress him.
"Enough, Jun Xiaoyao, since you don't think highly of the position of the son-in-law of the Divine Dynasty, then leave. My Panwu Divine Dynasty doesn't have to have you!"
Panwu God Lord waved his sleeves with a cold tone.
This is his last bit of face.
Jun Xiaoyao still stood there, tilted his head and said: "Lord Panwu, didn't you understand?"
"The status of the son-in-law is disdainful to me."
"Pan Wuling, I am also going to enter!"
"How dare you!" Lord Panwu couldn't help but riot.
He didn't pursue the responsibility and let Jun Xiaoyao leave.
Jun Xiaoyao was still pushing it.
At this time, Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said coldly: "Lord Panwu, watch your words. I am the son of the Jun family. Not everyone can scold me casually."
Lord Panwu's face was frozen.
At this time, Wu Mingyue couldn't help but say: "Jun Xiaoyao, that's enough. Mingyue admits that Mingyue is not worthy of you, but please don't make trouble!"
"Make trouble? Jun has always convinced people with reason. How can I make trouble?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly and pretended to be surprised.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao like this, Wu Mingyue gnashed her silver teeth angrily.
Shameless!
Jun Xiaoyao is too shameless!
If Jun Xiaoyao really talks about reason, even pigs can climb trees!
"Well, I want to see what reason you can come up with. If not, then today's matter cannot be let go!" Panwu God Lord said coldly.
He has already retreated. If he continues to show weakness, what prestige does the Panwu God Dynasty have?
"Isn't the reason simple?" A piece of light and shadow stone appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
He turned his eyes to the third prince with a faint smile on his lips.
Seeing this smile, the heart of the third prince fell to the bottom of the valley as if it was tied by a huge rock.
A strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart.
"No... Impossible... Absolutely not... He is scaring me..."
A cold sweat broke out on the back of the third prince, and his legs began to tremble slightly.
Jun Xiaoyao poured his magic power into the light and shadow stone.
The shadow of the soul of the Netherworld Blood-clothed Assassin appeared.
Along with it, there were also the words he said.
"It was the Panwu Divine Dynasty... the Third Prince... who bribed our Netherworld assassins to assassinate you..."
The voice in the light and shadow stone spread throughout the Forbidden City.
For a moment, there was a dead silence.
Countless people stared with their eyes wide open, looking at the scene in the light and shadow stone in disbelief.
"The Third Prince of the Panwu Divine Dynasty actually bribed the assassins of Netherworld to assassinate the Godson of the Jun family?" A top Taoist elder took a deep breath, his heart extremely shocked.
"Is he going to die? The most taboo thing for the Immortal Taoist is that his descendants are assassinated by those killers and assassins."
"It's over, this Third Prince is going to be finished..."
All around, after a brief dead silence, a shocking noise broke out.
Everyone felt incredible. They didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to produce such evidence.
"How... could it be?" Wu Mingyue's jade face also froze, and she felt cold all over.
Assassinating Jun Xiaoyao?
How much courage does it take to do such a thing?
Panwu God Lord was also stunned, and no longer had the confidence he had before.
Plop!
The third prince's legs softened, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks. His crotch was wet and emitting a strange smell.
"No... No, I didn't, I don't know anything?" The third prince was sweating profusely, his face was as pale as a dead person, and his body was shaking like a sieve.
"You did it, don't you dare to admit it? I have witnesses." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.
A beautiful woman walked out of the crowd, it was Tianqin.
She glanced at the third prince with her beautiful eyes and said, "Tianqin can testify that the third prince had a strong hostility towards the Son of God in Xianqiong Tower before."
"After that, the Son of God did come to Tianqin's residence, playing the piano and talking about Taoism. It must be after the Son of God left that he was assassinated."
Tianqin's words undoubtedly confirmed the authenticity of the matter.
"Lyra, you..." The third prince almost vomited blood when he heard this.
He had been pursuing Lyra for a long time, and even gave her many treasures, even the source of immortality.
As a result, now Lyra actually cheated him like this without any hesitation.
Lyra's jade face was cold, and she said with a sense of disgust: "Sir God is such a peerless figure, how can you assassinate him just because you want to?"
After saying that, Lyra turned her head and looked at Jun Xiaoyao, and immediately changed to a well-behaved smile.
It seemed that she hoped to get Jun Xiaoyao's praise and recognition.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly and nodded to Lyra.
Lyra also smiled, very content.
Seeing this scene, the third prince's face turned purple, and finally vomited a mouthful of old blood.
The goddess in his mind has become Jun Xiaoyao's female licking dog!
And now, a bigger crisis has just arrived.
After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao said coldly: "Lord Panwu, the third prince of your dynasty assassinated this son of God, how should this account be settled?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made Lord Panwu's face gloomy. He turned his head to look at the third prince, wishing to slap this rebellious son to death.
Today, the face of the entire Panwu Dynasty has been lost!
Wu Mingyue was also terrified. She didn't expect the situation to develop to this point.
Jun Zhantian and several other elders came forward, with anger and coldness on their old faces: "Lord Panwu, should you give me an explanation for the Jun family?"
Lord Panwu was forced to be speechless for a while.
However, at this moment.
Suddenly, a piano sound of killing blade broke through the air in the distance!
The target was the third prince! The fastest mobile version of Silu/l/z/wo/m
"Who is it?!" Lord Panwu reacted, but it was too late.
Puff!
The killing blade passed across, blood splashed in the sky!
The head of the third prince was separated from his body and thrown high into the air!
His face was still filled with shock, confusion, fear, and fear.
"Damn it, who dares to kill my son!" Panwu God Lord was furious, and his breath burst out.
A cold voice came from the depths of the void.
"Anyone who dares to harm the young master will be killed without mercy!"