Chapter 117: The Mysterious Protector Makes a Move, It's Not Good for the Young Master, and There's No Forgiveness for Killing!(Second Update)

The Jun family and the Jiang family are two of the three royal families.

strength and heritage, among the ancient families, can be regarded as a leader-like existence.

Ordinary immortal Dao systems don't dare to provoke at will.

What's more, the Panwu God Dynasty has declined slightly in recent years.

Even the strategic weapon, the Imperial Soldier Panhuang Sword, has not been found for the time being.

In this case, if it really provokes the two great families, the Panwu God Dynasty will pay an unimaginable price.

It is even possible to set off an immortal war.

Therefore, the Panwu God Lord suppressed his anger.

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Jun stood with his hands in his hands, his expression calm, and the corners of his mouth were sneering.

He likes the appearance that the Martial God Lord can't get used to him and can't kill him.

"This kid ......" the corners of the Martial God Lord's eyes twitched slightly.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, he really wanted to slap it.

But reason, it is still the killing intent that makes the Panwu God Lord converge.

Seeing the indifferent Panwu Divine Lord, the elders and seniors of the surrounding forces all secretly took a breath.

It seems that the deterrent power of the Jun family is far stronger than they imagined.

Jun Xiaoyao was so humiliated and provocative, the Panwu God Lord was stunned like a turtle, and he didn't even dare to suppress it.

"That's enough, Jun Xiaoyao, since you don't look down on the position of the god dynasty's concubine, then let's go, I don't have to ask you for the martial god dynasty!"

The Panwu God Lord waved his sleeves and said in an indifferent tone.

This is already the last bit of face for him.

Jun Xiaoyao was still standing in place, tilted his head sideways and said, "Panwu Divine Master, don't you understand?"

"The identity of the horse, this god son disdain. ā€

"Panwuling, this god son is also going to enter!"

"Presumptuous!" The aura of the Panwu God Lord couldn't help but riot.

He has not been held accountable and let Jun leave freely.

Jun Xiaoyao is still so inch-inch.

At this time, Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said coldly: "Panwu Divine Lord, pay attention to your words, my Jun family god son, not everyone can scold casually." ā€

The face of the Martial God Lord froze.

And at this time, Wu Mingyue couldn't help but say: "Jun Xiaoyao, enough, Mingyue admits that Mingyue is not worthy of you, but please don't be unreasonable!"

"Unreasonable? Jun has always persuaded people with reason, how could he ever be unreasonable?" 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 really shameless!

If you are really reasonable, the pigs can go up the tree!

"Okay, this emperor wants to see, what truth can you tell, if not, then today's matter, it is impossible to settle it like this!"

He has already regressed, if he continues to show weakness, then what prestige does the Martial God Dynasty have at all.

"Isn't the truth simple?" In Jun Xiaoyao's hand, a light and shadow stone appeared.

He turned his gaze to the third prince, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this smile, the hearts of the three princes, as if bound by a boulder, fell to the bottom.

A strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

"No...... No way...... Absolutely not...... He's trying to scare me......"

A cold sweat broke out on the back of the third prince, and his legs began to tremble slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao poured mana into the Light and Shadow Stone.

The shadow of the Blood-Clad Assassin of the Netherworld appeared.

Along with that, there are also the words he said.

"It's the Panwu God Dynasty...... The Three Princes...... Bought off our Nether Assassin and assassinated your ......"

The sound in the light and shadow stone spread throughout the Forbidden City.

For a time, the Quartet was silent.

Countless people's eyes widened, looking at the scene in disbelief.

"That Martial God Dynasty Three Princes actually bought the assassin of the Netherworld Heaven to assassinate the Divine Son of the Jun Family?" A top-level Dao Elder took a deep breath, his heart extremely shocked.

"Is this a death, the most taboo thing in the Immortal Dao Sect is that the heir is assassinated by those killer assassins. ā€

"It's over, these three princes are going to be finished......"

All around, after a brief dead silence, a terrifying noise erupted.

Everyone felt incredible, they didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to come up with this kind of evidence.

"This ...... How could it be?" Wu Mingyue Yurong also froze, feeling chills all over.

Assassination of Jun Yaoyao?

How much courage does it take to do something like this?

The expression of the Panwu God Lord was also stunned, and he no longer had the confidence he had before.

Poof!

The third prince's legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his crotch was wet, exuding a peculiar smell.

"No...... No, I don't, I don't know anything?" the third prince sweated like rain, his face was as pale as a dead man, and his body trembled like chaff.

"Don't you dare to admit it, I have witnesses. Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

In the crowd, a beautiful woman walked out, it was the Lyra Woman.

She glanced at the third prince with cold eyes and said, "Tianqin Nu can testify that in Xianqiong Tower before, the third prince had strong hostility towards Lord Shenzi. ā€

After that, Miko did come to the residence of the Lyra Maiden, and played the harp and said, presumably, that he was assassinated after Miko left. ā€

The words of the Lyra Girl are undoubtedly more realistic about the truth of things.

"Lyra girl, you ......" When the third prince heard this, a mouthful of blood almost poured up.

He has been pursuing the Tianqin girl for a long time, and he has given away many treasures, even Xianyuan is willing to give away.

As a result, now, the Lyra girl actually cheated him like this, without a little hesitation.

The Tianqin Nu Yurong was cold, and said with a sense of disgust: "What a peerless figure is Lord Shenzi, how can you assassinate if you want to?"

After speaking, the Lyra girl turned her head, looked at Jun Xiaoyao, and immediately changed her look to a well-behaved smile.

It seems that I hope to be praised and recognized by Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly and nodded lightly to the Lyra Girl.

Lyra also smiled, very content.

Seeing this scene, the third prince's face turned purple, and he finally spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The goddess in his mind has become Junyao's female licking dog!

And now, an even bigger crisis has just arrived.

After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao said with a cold expression: "Panwu Divine Lord, how should this account be calculated for the assassination of the three princes of your Divine Dynasty?"

Jun Yaoyao's words made the face of the Panwu God Lord sink to the extreme, and he turned his head to look at the third prince, eager to slap this rebel to death with one palm.

Today, the face of the entire Panwu God Dynasty has been lost!

Wu Mingyue was also panicked, she didn't expect the situation to develop to this point.

Jun Zhantian and several other clan elders stepped forward, with a wave of anger and coldness on their old faces: "Panwu God Master, should I give my Jun family an explanation?"

The Panwu God Lord was forced to speak for a while.

And yet at this moment.

Suddenly there was a piano sound in the sky, and the killing blade broke through the sky!

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"Who is it?!" the Panwu God Lord reacted, but it was too late.

Poof!

The killing blade is crossed, and blood is splattered in the sky!

The heads of the three princes were separated, and their heads were thrown high!

His face still had a look of shock, confusion, fear, and fear.

"Damn, who dares to kill my son!" The Panwu God Lord was furious, and his breath burst out.

A voice as cold as frost came from the depths of the void.

"Those who dare to be unfavorable to the young master will be killed!"