Chapter 117: The mysterious protector's action is not good for the young master, and there is no mercy!

The Jun family and the Jiang family are two of the three imperial families.
Strength and background, in a ridiculous ancient family, it can be regarded as a leader.
The general immortal traditions dare not provoke them at will.
What's more, the Panwu dynasty has experienced a slight decline in recent years.
Even the strategic weapons, the Emperor Panhuang Sword, have not been found yet.
In this case, if it really provokes the two great families, Panwu Shenchao will pay an unimaginable price.
It may even set off an immortal war.
Therefore, the of Panwu, Shengsheng suppressed his anger.
It's just that look, very cold.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands in his hands, his expression calm, and his mouth sneered.
He likes the look of Panwu God Lord who can't understand him and can't get rid of him.
"This kid..." The corner of Panwu God's eyes twitched slightly.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smiling mouth, he really wanted to slap it.
But reason, still let Panwu constrain the killing intent.
Seeing the indifferent Panwu God Lord and the elders of all the surrounding forces, they all secretly took a breath.
It seemed that the deterrence of the Jun family was far stronger than they thought.
Jun Xiaoyao was so humiliated and provocative, the Lord Panwu was shocked like a tortoise, and he didn't even dare to suppress it.
"Enough, Jun Xiaoyao, since you don't like the position of the gods, then let's go, I don't have to ask you for my Panwu Shenchao!"
The Lord Panwu waved his sleeves, his tone indifferent.
This is his last face.
Jun Xiaoyao still stood in place, tilted his head and said, "Divine Lord Panwu, don't you understand?"
"My son is disdainful of my identity as a horseman."
"Panwuling, this son will also enter!"
"Presumptuous!" Panwu master's breath couldn't help rioting.
He no longer held accountable and let Jun Xiaoyao leave.
Jun Xiaoyao was even so admirable.
At this moment, Jun Zhantian said coldly: "God Lord Panwu, pay attention to your words, my son of the Jun family, not anyone can swear casually."
The Lord Panwu's face was frozen.
At this time, Wu Mingyue couldn't help saying: "Jun Xiaoyao, enough, Mingyue admits that Mingyue is not worthy of you, but please don't make unreasonable trouble!"
"Unreasonably making trouble? Jun has always used reason to convince people, why did you make trouble unreasonably?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be surprised.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao like this, Wu Mingyue grinded her silver teeth angrily.
Shameless!
Jun Xiaoyao is too shameless!
If Jun Xiaoyao is really reasonable, pigs can climb the tree!
"Okay, I want to see, what truth you can tell, if not, then it's impossible to forget about the matter today!" The Lord Panwu said coldly.
He has regressed, and if he continues to show weakness, what prestige is there in that Pan Wushen Dynasty.
"Isn't the truth simple?" A light and shadow stone appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
He turned his gaze to the third prince, with a slight smile on his mouth.
Seeing this smile, the hearts of the three princes fell to the bottom of the valley as if they were bound by a boulder.
There was a strong ominous meaning in his heart.
"No... impossible... absolutely not... he was scaring me..."
A cold sweat broke out on the third prince's back, and his legs began to tremble slightly.
Jun Xiaoyao poured mana into the light and shadow stone.
The shadow of the soul of the blood-clothed assassin in the Nether Heaven appeared.
Accompanied by what he said.
"It's the Panwu God Dynasty... the third prince... bought our Netherworld assassin and assassinated you..."
The voice in the light and shadow stone spread throughout the Forbidden City.
For a time, the Quartet was dead.
Countless people widened their eyes and looked at the scene in the light and shadow stone in disbelief.
"The third prince of the Martial God Dynasty, actually bought the Assassin of the Nether Heaven and assassinated the son of the Emperor?" A top Taoist elder took a deep breath, his heart was extremely shocked.
"Is this not life? The most taboo of the Immortal Taoism is that the descendants are assassinated by those killer assassins."
"It's over, these three princes are over..."
All around, after a short silence, a loud noise erupted.
Everyone felt incredible, but Jun Xiaoyao would come up with this kind of evidence.
"This... how could it happen?" Wu Mingyue Yurong also froze, feeling cold all over.
Assassinate Jun Xiaoyao?
How much courage does it take to do this kind of thing?
The expression of the God Lord Panwu was also stunned, and he no longer had the confidence he had before.
Puff!
The third prince softened his legs and sat on the ground with his ass, his crotch was wet and a strange smell was emitted.
"No...no, I don't, I don't know anything?" The third prince was sweating like rain, his face pale as a dead person, and his body trembling like chaff.
"Don't you dare to admit it? I have a witness." Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.
Among the crowd, a beautiful woman walked out, it was the Lyra woman.
She glanced at the third prince indifferently with beautiful eyes and said, "The Lyrae girl can testify. Before in the Xianqiong Tower, the third prince had a strong hostility towards Lord God."
"Afterwards, the Lord Godzi did indeed come to the house of the Tianqin woman, playing the piano and talking about the Tao, presumably he was assassinated after the son of God left."
The words of the Lyra Girl undoubtedly make things more real.
"Lianqin girl, you..." Hearing the words, the third prince almost poured blood.
He has been pursuing the Tianqin girl for a long time and has given away many treasures, even Xianyuan is willing to give it away.
As a result, Tianqin girl actually cheated him like this, without hesitation.
Lyra female Yurong was cold, and said with a sense of irritation: "What a peerless figure, Lord Godzi~EbookFREE.me~ can you assassinate if you want?"
After speaking, the Tianqin girl turned her head, looked at Jun Xiaoyao, and immediately changed her face with a cute smile.
It seems that I hope to be praised and recognized by Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly and nodded faintly to the Lyra female.
The Lyra girl laughed too, very contented.
Seeing this scene, the three princes face turned purple, and finally vomited a mouthful of old blood.
The goddess in his mind became Jun Xiaoyao's female licking dog!
Now, a bigger crisis has just arrived.
After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao looked coldly and said: "Panwu God Lord, your three princes of God Dynasty assassinated this son, how should this account be calculated?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the Lord Panwu's face sink to the extreme. He turned his head to look at the third prince, wishing to slap the rebellious son to death.
Today, the entire face of Panwu Shenchao was lost!
Wu Mingyue was also panicked, and did not expect the situation to develop to this point.
Jun Zhantian waited for several clan elders to come forward, his old face filled with anger and coldness: "Panwu God Lord, should I give my Jun family an explanation?"
The of Panwu was forced to be speechless for a while.
But at this moment.
Suddenly there was a sound of piano in Yuankong bursting into the air!
The goal is impressively the three princes!
"Who is it?!" Panwu master reacted, but it was too late.
Puff!
Killing blades across, blood splattered the sky!
The heads of the three princes were separated and their heads were thrown high!
His face was still filled with shock, doubt, fear, and fear.
"Damn, who would dare to kill my son!" Panwu God Lord burst into anger and breath.
A cold voice came from the depths of the void.
"Those who dare to disadvantage the young master will be killed without mercy!"