Little brother Yunxiao?

What kind of name is this? Jun Xiaoyao is speechless.

It feels very unfamiliar.

"Sister Clan, I'm not young anymore."

"Not small?"

Yun Ruoshui looked at Jun Xiaoyao and nodded his chin slightly, revealing a meaningful expression.

Jun Xiaoyao was even more speechless.

Yun Ruoshui looked like the kind of elegant and gentle girl from the Jiangnan water town, holding an oil-paper umbrella and looking extremely elegant.

But why do I feel that my thinking is so out-of-the-box and does not match my temperament?

What is this contrast?

"Sister Weak Water Tribe, go and break the formation pattern of the Feathered Immortal Lotus."

"As for the rest, leave it to me."

Jun Xiaoyao wisely brought up this topic.

Yun Ruoshui smiled elegantly, her teeth were like plaited shells.

Then, Yun Ruoshui and others also took action and began to break the natural formation pattern of the Feathered Immortal Lotus.

Youyun Ruoshui, the Tianmai Emperor's daughter, naturally took action much faster.

But here, Xuanyuan Zongheng's face already had a gloomy expression.

He had never gotten the slightest bit of good looks from Yun Ruoshui.

But Yun Ruoshui was so enthusiastic about Yun Xiao when they met for the first time.

Although it was because of his fellow race, Xuanyuan Zongheng still felt unhappy.

And there was also a sense of threat.

Although they are of the same race, intermarriage is very common.

What's more, Jun Xiaoyao and Yun Ruoshui are actually quite far apart. They are both from the heaven and earth veins, so their blood relationship is not close.

Previously, Xuanyuan Zongheng also thought that Yun Ruoshui admired the Tianmai Emperor Yun Daoyi.

But now it seems that Yun Ruoshui really only has respect for him.

On the contrary, Jun Xiaoyao, even with Xuanyuan's perspective, had to admit it.

He is a pretty boy who can please women.

"The younger generation is a bit crazy, but I, the Xuanyuan clan, are not prepared to give up this Feathered Immortal Lotus."

"Besides, you also robbed my Xuanyuan clan of opportunities in the Burial Emperor Cemetery."

Xuanyuan Zongheng's breath was rising, his hair was fluttering, and he was ready to go.

"Junior? In the face of strength, there are only strong and weak."

"There are two roads before you now."

"First rule, get out."

"Principle 2: Teach you how to behave, and then get out."

Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

Hearing this, Yun Ruoshui couldn't help but smile.

This little clan brother is quite domineering.

"Ah……"

Xuanyuan Zongheng also laughed, and he laughed back when he was extremely angry.

Yun Daoyi is not so crazy.

Nowadays, each of the younger generations is better at oral pleasure than the last.

Xuanyuan Zongheng didn't waste much time and took action directly.

He clenched his fist with five fingers and punched out horizontally. Golden light surged and the void boiled.

When Xuanyuan Zongheng took action, the wave was extremely powerful.

Even more so than the previous Zhan Prince.

After all, he is a sealed king, an ancient evildoer, and his strength is indeed incredible.

When Jun Xiaoyao saw this, he was also unremarkable and pushed out with a palm.

The Sumeru world in his body has evolved to 40 million.

At this level, Jun Xiaoyao himself can unleash any divine power without even having to do it.

Every move he makes has immeasurable power.

The fists and palms connected, and the sound of energy sonic boom exploded.

Xuanyuan Zongheng felt an extremely terrifying divine energy coming over him.

It made his arm bones vibrate, as if cracks were bursting out.

Xuanyuan Zongheng took a few steps back.

Then, the golden armor on his body suddenly sprouted ancient runes.

In an instant, a mysterious power blessed Xuanyuan Zongheng.

He reluctantly accepted Jun Xiaoyao's palm.

Jun Xiaoyao took a look.

The treasured armor of Xuanyuan Zongheng obviously has a great origin, is unusual, and can bless strength.

At this time, even if Xuanyuan was in control, there was a solemn look in his eyes.

Although Jun Xiaoyao is a chaotic body.

But Xuanyuan Zongheng believes that even the chaotic body cannot be so powerful at this stage.

In addition to Jun Xiaoyao being a physical quasi-emperor, there are probably other means.

But no matter what.

He will never underestimate Jun Xiaoyao again.

Xuanyuan Zongheng's fist shook out again, and the terrifying fist light in the void turned into a cross divine light and suppressed it.

It is Xuanyuan Zongheng’s unique magical power, Zongheng King Fist!

This punch carries a royal meaning.

Just like the name of Xuanyuan Zongheng, I am the only one who dominates the world.

This boxing technique is no longer just a boxing technique.

Instead, he showed a kind of boxing intention.

Zongheng Fist Intent!

"oh?"

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao showed a look of interest in his eyes.

As the saying goes, the sword has the intention of the sword.

Boxing techniques naturally also have boxing intentions.

Sure enough, these sealed kings each have two brushes, so they are no longer just cats and dogs.

Xuanyuan moves vertically and horizontally, using his royal fists vertically and horizontally to suppress Xiangjun Xiaoyao horizontally.

Some of the geniuses from the Xuanyuan clan also clenched their fists and showed excitement in their eyes.

He is worthy of being the sealed king of his Xuanyuan clan. This courage alone is enough to frighten the world.

However.

Jun Xiaoyao pointed his finger at the sword, and sword intent spread out from his body.

It is filled with the meaning of vicissitudes of time.

There were even some ancient medicines around them that were infiltrated by this sword spirit, and actually grew and matured at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into fly ash.

"Is this... Yun Wanggui's Sword Intent of Time?"

When this sword intent came out, Yun Ruoshui was a little surprised.

She naturally knew about Yun Wanggui.

He once relied on his years of swordsmanship to be able to fight Yundao without losing a thousand moves.
To be continued...