The entire Forbidden City was in a commotion because of Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at the livid Yang Pan and said calmly: "I don't want to fight because I don't think it's necessary. Slapping you to death is no more troublesome than swatting a fly to death."
"Jun Xiaoyao, stop bragging. Do you think you are invincible after destroying one of my clones?" Yang Pan said coldly.
He believed 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 filled with coldness.
With his violent 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 Prince Consort, Yang Pan held back for the time being.
After fighting for the position of Prince Consort, he will challenge Jun Xiaoyao and have a showdown with him on the top of the Forbidden City.
Jun Xiaoyao obviously knew what Yang Pan was thinking.
He doesn't care if he fights early or late, the result won't change anyway.
Seeing the two people with the fighting temporarily extinguished, the monks around them were still sighing.
Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was so strong that it directly destroyed the champion's invincible spirit.
But they were also curious, would Jun Xiaoyao participate in the fight for the prince-in-law?
Jun Xiaoyao walked to Jun's house.
"Son of God!" Jun Zhanjian and others all raised their hands, with joy in their eyes.
They have also been troubled by those rumors recently.
But as soon as Jun Xiaoyao showed up, all the slanderous rumors were shattered.
"Xiaoyao, I know you won't avoid a fight." Jiang Shengyi came over and said with a smile.
"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
Jiang Luoli looked at the two of them with her big 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 long is still vivid in my mind. It's unforgettable."
At this time, a beautiful lady came again, it was Lyra Girl.
There was a hint of nostalgia in her tone, and there was a vague look of longing in her eyes.
After learning Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she felt flattered.
But Tianqin Nu didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao just used her once.
"Wha...wha...what? Love all night long?"
When Jiang Luoli heard this, she felt like she was struck by lightning, and her whole body seemed to be petrified.
"It was obviously me first..." Jiang Luoli pursed her lips, filled with thick jealousy.
"Miss Jiang misunderstood, it's about playing the piano, not about love." Tian Qin Nu explained.
Jiang Luoli still had some grudges, it was all night long, who knows what inappropriate things might happen.
"You girl, what are you thinking about?" Jun Xiaoyao knocked Jiang Luoli on the head.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao who was trapped in the beautiful Shura field, let alone an outsider, even Jun Zhanjian looked envious and said: "I wish I had one-tenth of the charm of the Son of God."
"Are you thinking about eating peaches?" Jun Xuehuang said in shock.
At this time, a majestic voice came from deep within the palace.
A golden arch bridge extended from the distant sky, and a group of people walked slowly.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing royal robes, with a majestic face and the power to rule the world.
This man is none other than the emperor of Panwu Dynasty, Lord Panwu.
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 became cold and he sank to the bottom of the valley.
"It's over, it is indeed him, the divine son of the Jun family..."
The third prince had a faint expectation in his heart before.
Unexpectedly, now, it has come true.
Bribe the Nether Heaven assassin to assassinate the Jun family's divine son.
If this is exposed, the third prince simply cannot imagine what consequences it will have.
"It doesn't matter, calm down, the assassin of Netherworld will not reveal my identity even if he dies." The third prince thought in his mind.
But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes happened to fall on the third prince.
The third prince froze.
Jun Xiaoyao showed a faint smile and nodded slightly.
When the third prince saw this, he also had a forced smile on his face.
In my heart, I breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It seems that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know that I am behind it." The third prince thought to himself.
Taking a step back, even if Jun Xiaoyao guesses that it is him, it cannot be established without evidence.
The worst case scenario is that the third prince refuses to admit his guilt and just pretends to be dumbfounded.
It's a pity that the third prince doesn't know about Jun Xiaoyao's smile.
It's the devil's smile.
Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao, and her expression suddenly became unnatural.
After all, her lifeline is still in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
"Is that the eldest princess of the Divine Dynasty? This is the first time I've seen her. She is indeed stunning!"
"Yeah, I finally understand why so many geniuses are vying for the identity of the consort. Not only can they soar to the sky, but they can also get such a beautiful woman."
Many monks looked at Wu Mingyue with surprise in their eyes.
Dressed in a bright red dress, Wu Mingyue is charming, delicate and unparalleled in beauty.
"Mingyue..."
Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the corner, was filled with excitement and his expression was filled with excitement and longing.
Wu Mingyue is his woman, and he will 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 her consort. Only the one who stands out can become the consort of our Panwu Dynasty."
God Lord Panwu spoke, and his voice spread in all directions.
"Next, the banquet will begin, and all the young heroes can compete with each other."
After Lord Panwu finished speaking, the entire banquet officially began.
"Haha, let me show off my shame first. I have been admiring 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 and said with a smile.
"He is a true disciple of the Tiannan Sword Sect, a very powerful genius." Some monks said.
The Tiannan Sword Sect is also one of the top swordsmanship forces.
However, Wu Mingyue didn't even look at Tianjiao.
"Ah……"
A sneer came from Yang Pan.
He directly fired out a gun, and the terrifying gun light caused ripples in the void.
When the Tiannan Sword Sect's true disciple saw this, his expression suddenly changed, he unsheathed his sword behind his back and made a move to resist.
However, with one move, the true disciple vomited blood and flew backwards, and a bloody hole appeared on his shoulder.
What's even more serious is that all the bones in the true disciple's body were shattered.
Several elders of the Tiannan Sword Sect came forward to investigate, their expressions extremely ugly.
However, due to Yang Pan's identity and the presence of Lord Panwu, they dared not speak out in anger.
"Hmph, I, the Marquis, want this position of Prince Consort. If anyone who doesn't have the foresight wants to fight for it, he can come up and fight!"
Yang Pan stood on the high platform, wearing the divine armor with sky horns and holding the divine spear of warlight, with an unmistakable aura.
boom!
Just as Yang Pan finished speaking, a majestic aura suddenly came from a banquet in the back.
At the same time, there was also a cold shout with a decisive meaning.
"Only I, Xiao Chen, can be Mingyue's consort. As for you, Yang Pan, get away as far as you want!" Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"