Chapter 109

The whole forbidden city is full of noise because of your carefree arrival.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the iron faced Yang pan and said in a light tone: "it's because you don't need to fight. It's no more troublesome to shoot you than to kill a fly."

"You are carefree. Don't talk about it. You think that if you destroy my one, you will be invincible?" Yang pan cold voice.

He believed that the reason why Jun Xiaoyao was confident was that he had easily killed his sub body.

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

How can Yang pan understand his ability.

Yang pan eyes surging cold.

With his irascible character, he almost couldn't help but fight directly.

But at the thought of fighting for the emperor's son-in-law, Yang pan pressed this tone for the time being.

After fighting for the throne of the emperor's son-in-law, he will again challenge the emperor Xiaoyao and fight with him at the top of the Forbidden City.

Jun Xiaoyao obviously also knows Yang Pan's idea.

He doesn't care about playing early and playing late. Anyway, the result will not change.

Seeing the two men who died out of the war, the friars were still sighing.

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, too strong, directly defeated the invincible spirit of champion Hou.

But they are also very curious, will Jun Xiaoyao participate in the fight for the emperor's son-in-law?

You Xiaoyao walked to your house.

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

They have also been very annoyed by the rumors recently.

And all the rumors are broken.

"Carefree, you know you won't avoid fighting." Jiang Shengyi came and said with a smile.

"Sister saint." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Jiang Luoli looked at them and his big eyes turned.

She didn't think much about it.

"Mr. Shenzi, I've met again. I can't forget the last time I played the piano all night."

At this time, a beautiful woman came again, it was the lyre girl.

There was a trace of nostalgia in her tone and a faint longing in her eyes.

After knowing Jun Xiaoyao's real identity, she felt flattered.

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

"Why What what? All night long? "

When Jiang Luoli heard the speech, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, which made him petrified.

"It's me first..." Jiang Luoli was shriveled and full of vinegar.

"Miss Jiang misunderstood that it was playing the piano, not talking about love." She explained.

Jiang Luoli is still a bit of a mustard, but that's all night. Who knows what's not suitable for children.

"What are you thinking, girl?" Jun Xiaoyao knocked on Jiang Luoli's small head.

Looking at the Jun Xiaoyao who was deeply trapped in the beauty cultivation ground, let alone the outsider, even Jun Zhangjian was envious and said: "I wish I had one tenth of the charm of the God son."

"Are you thinking about peaches?" Jun xuehuang hit the road.

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

A golden arch bridge, extending from the far sky, a group of people came slowly.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a royal robe. His face was majestic and he had the power of the world.

This man is the emperor of panwu God Dynasty and the God of panwu.

And behind him, there are also a group of princes and daughters.

Wu Mingyue and the third prince are among them.

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

"It's over. It's really him, the son of the king's family..."

Before the third prince's heart, there is a glimmer of anticipation.

But now, it's come true.

Buy the youmingtian assassin and assassinate the king's son.

If this exposure, the third prince can't imagine what the consequences will be.

"It's OK. Calm down. The assassin in the dark sky will not reveal my identity." The third prince thought.

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

The third prince was stiff.

Jun Xiaoyao showed a faint smile and nodded slightly.

The third prince saw this and pulled out a reluctant smile on his face.

Heart, but a long sigh of relief.

"It seems that the gentleman is carefree. I didn't know that I was behind him." The third prince's secret way.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao guessed that it was him, it could not be established without evidence.

The big deal is that the third prince refuses to accept his account. Just pretend to be stupid.

It's a pity that the third prince didn't know that smile of Jun Xiaoyao.

It's the devil's smile.

Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao, and her face became unnatural."Sure enough, I came." Wu Mingyue sighs and is rarely nervous.

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

"Is that the eldest princess of the Chinese dynasty? It's my first time to see her. It's really gorgeous!"

"Yes, I finally understand why so many Tianjiao are fighting for the status of the son-in-law. They can not only fly into the sky, but also get such a beautiful woman."

Many monks look at Wu Mingyue, and they are astonished.

Wu Mingyue, dressed in a big red dress, is charming and charming, absolutely beautiful.

"Bright moon..."

Xiao Chen, sitting in the corner, is full of emotion and yearning.

Wu Mingyue is his woman, today he will not give Wu Mingyue to anyone!

"Thank you for coming to this banquet. Today is also the day when the little girl Mingyue chooses her husband-in-law. Only Tianjiao, who stands out from the crowd, can become the son-in-law of panwu God Dynasty."

Pan Wu opened his mouth and his voice spread all over the country.

"Next, when the banquet begins, young heroes can also compete."

Pan Wu God's voice dropped, and the banquet officially began.

"Ha ha, I'll show my ugliness first. I've been admiring Princess Mingyue for a long time."

A handsome young man with a long sword on his back jumped onto the platform that had been prepared for a long time and said with a smile.

"He is a true disciple of Tiannan sword sect, and a strong Tianjiao." Said some monks.

Tiannan sword school is also one of the top Kendo forces.

However, Wu Mingyue didn't even look at Tianjiao.

"Ah..."

A sneer came from Yang pan.

He was shot directly, and the terrible spear made the void ripple.

Seeing this, the true disciple of Tiannan sword sect suddenly changed his look, and the long sword came out of the sheath behind his back to resist.

However, with one move, the zhenzhuan disciple vomited blood and flew upside down, and a blood hole appeared on his shoulder.

What's more, the whole skeleton of the zhenzhuan disciple was shattered.

Several elders of Tiannan sword sect came to investigate, but their faces were hard to see.

However, due to Yang Pan's identity and the presence of panwu God, they also dare not to speak out.

"Hum, I want the throne of the prince in law. Whoever wants to fight for the throne can fight for it!"

Yang pan stands on the high platform, dressed in the God's armor of tianmang horn and holds the shangmang magic gun, which has no momentum for a moment.

Boom!

Just as Yang Pan's voice dropped, a banquet in the rear suddenly spread out a majestic atmosphere.

At the same time, there is also a cold drink with a decisive meaning.

"Only I, Xiao Chen, can be the emperor's son-in-law of the moon. As for you, Yang pan, how far away is it?"

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