Although Yang Pan was suppressed and beaten by Jun Xiaoyao before, the powerful aura was still trembling.
It can be said that ordinary immortal power geniuses will never be able to defeat Yang Pan.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao actually said that the Yang Pan in front of him was just a clone, which was a bit scary.
Even the clone has such strength, so how powerful must Yang Pan be?
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very dull.
As early as the first time he saw Yang Pan, he understood that he was just a clone.
But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care about this.
Because whether it is the original body or the clone, they are all the same in his eyes, and they can be suppressed at will, without much difference.
At best, it might take a few more moves to suppress this deity.
In the distance, Yang Pan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, his face extremely gloomy.
He said coldly: "There is no need for me to take action to conquer the Four Elephant Ancient Kingdom. I just didn't expect that I would run into you."
Yang Pan's heart surged with anger.
He is indeed just a clone, and Yang Pan's original form is still in the Panwu Dynasty.
However, in Yang Pan's view, even if it is just a clone, it is more than enough to conquer the Four Elephant Ancient Kingdom without him having to take action himself.
But who could have expected that Jun Xiaoyao would be standing behind the ancient Suzaku Kingdom.
This big change hindered Yang Pan's plan.
Yang Pan took a deep breath, and then said in a cold tone: "Jun Xiaoyao, you actually know that I am just a clone. You should also know how powerful I am."
"If you stop now, there is still room for redemption."
Yang Pan knew in his heart that it was impossible for his clone to defeat Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only use his own body to suppress him.
"It doesn't matter whether you are the original deity or a clone. To me, there is no difference. They are all suppressed by one palm." Jun Xiaoyao clasped his hands with a calm expression.
"You..." Yang Pan raised his brows, with a cold and stern look in his eyes.
"As expected of the Son of God..." Bai Yu'er and others showed admiration in their eyes.
How many people in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm dare to despise the champion of the Divine Dynasty like this?
"Okay, Jun Xiaoyao, you're going to have a toast instead of a penalty drink." Yang Pan finished his sentence.
Around him, four dark figures appeared, carrying a suffocating and majestic pressure.
"It's those four saints..." The heads of the White Tiger Kingdom and the Xuanwu Kingdom showed fear in their eyes.
If it weren't for those four saints, the two countries would not have been defeated and surrendered so easily.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them, shook his head slightly and said: "Four puppets that are comparable to the saint realm, Yang Pan, you are quite lucky."
"What, that's a puppet?" The two kings of White Tiger and Xuanwu were surprised.
"So what if you are a puppet? It's enough to suppress you." Yang Pan sneered.
He didn't want to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
If he killed Jun Xiaoyao with his own strength, then even the Jun family would not be able to catch him.
After all, it is normal for the younger generation to compete over life and death.
But if Yang Pan uses the saint puppet to kill Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun family will definitely be furious.
Even the Panwu Dynasty behind him couldn't protect him.
Although Yang Pan is arrogant, he is not brainless.
He only needs to use the saint puppet to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and others.
Then directly attack the imperial capital of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom and obtain the compass parts.
"Jun Xiaoyao, as long as I use the Saint Puppet Town to suppress you, the ancient country of Suzaku is not in my possession. Whether it is that thing or this worshiper, they all belong to me."
Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu'er, a fiery and evil look flashed in his eyes.
Bai Yu'er was indeed beautiful, charming and charming, which made Yang Pan's heart itch.
He has the habit of collecting beautiful women, and this Bai Yu'er is a treasure he must get.
"Wishful thinking, are you as good as one of the fingers of the Son of God?" Bai Yu'er scolded him coldly, with disgust in his eyes.
Although Yang Pan is not weak in strength and status, in terms of appearance, character, and temperament, there is no comparison with Jun Xiaoyao.
One is a fairy in heaven.
One is a common man.
Can the two be compared?
"Bitch, wait until you surrender to me, let's see if you will say that again!" Yang Pan scolded.
The four saint puppets burst out with aura at the same time, ready to take action.
At this time, Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the kings.
"Are you still going to follow that Yang Pan?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the faces of the White Tiger Kingdom and Xuanwu Kingdom change, and then their eyes changed.
To be honest, Yang Pan had a moody personality and even called them shit-eating trash.
Rather than follow the champion and accept the anger, it is better to choose to surrender to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's status is only higher than that of Champion Hou.
Under this consideration, there was almost no hesitation. The two kings flashed their bodies, changed their camps and said: "We are willing to surrender to the divine son of the Jun family!"
"You..." Yang Pan's eyes burned with cold flames.
The Lord of Qinglong's face tightened, and he did not choose to side with Jun Xiaoyao.
Because his son Xiao Chen originally had a grudge against Jun Xiaoyao.
In addition to this war, the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom is considered the leader.
The Ancient Suzaku Country would not let go of the Ancient Qinglong Country so easily.
And the most important point is that the Lord of the Qinglong Kingdom wants to become the Lord of the Four Elephants Ancient Kingdom.
Only Yang Pan can fulfill his ambition.
Therefore, the Lord of Qinglong Kingdom was determined to hold Yang Pan's thigh tightly.
Seeing the indifferent Lord Qinglong, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.
He will also try to deal with Xiao Chen in the future, so taking his father as his subordinate is obviously not a wise move.
"Hmph, do you two want to destroy the country?" Yang Panhan said.
The expressions of the two kings were unnatural.
Jun Xiaoyao said calmly: "With me here, who dares to destroy their country?"
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't be complacent. With the Lord Qinglong and five saints here, I can still suppress you!"
Yang Pan gave an order, and the Lord Qinglong led four saint puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
The three kings of Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu also had their auras surging, preparing to face the enemy.
But at this time, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and chuckled: "No need for now, just watch the show."
"Watching a show?" The three kings were stunned on the spot.
At this time, a piano sound suddenly sounded in the distance, and turned into a thousand-foot-long killing blade, coming across the sky.
The terrifying piano sound killing blade even shredded the space, and wherever it passed, it pulled out a dark space crack.
"Guardian!" Yang Pan's expression suddenly changed.
This time, he came in avatar, so he didn't have a guardian with him.
But he didn't expect that there was a protector hiding behind Jun Xiaoyao.
And looking at the power of the move, it is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary saints.
"Damn it!"
The eyes of the Lord of Qinglong Kingdom were filled with unprecedented horror.
The sound of the piano's killing blade made him, a saint, feel cold in his heart and his whole body was filled with chills.
"Tianlong Emperor Fist!"
The Lord of the Azure Dragon Kingdom let out a low roar, and his saint-level strength exploded. A phantom of the Azure Dragon blasted out with his fist, shaking the sky!
However, the result is...
puff!
The killing blade crossed and the head fell to the ground!
Lord Qinglong, dies!
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