The Jun family and the Jiang family are two of the three imperial families.
With his strength and foundation, he can be regarded as a leader among the ancient families.
Most immortal cultivators would not dare to provoke him at will.
What's more, the Panwu Dynasty has been in a slight decline in recent years.
Even the strategic weapon, the imperial weapon Panhuang Sword, has not been found yet.
Under this situation, if the two great families were really provoked, the Panwu Dynasty would pay an unimaginable price.
There may even be an immortal war.
Due to all these reasons, Lord Panwu suppressed his anger.
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Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, and a sneer on his lips.
He just liked the way Panwu God Lord couldn't stand him but couldn't kill him.
"This kid..." Lord Panwu's eyes twitched slightly.
Seeing the smile on Jun Xiaoyao's lips, he really wanted to slap him.
But reason still allowed Lord Panwu to restrain his murderous intent.
Seeing the indifferent Lord Panwu, the elders and seniors from all the surrounding forces secretly took a breath.
It seems that the deterrent power of the Jun family is far more powerful than they imagined.
Jun Xiaoyao was so humiliated and provocative, Lord Panwu was as cowardly as a tortoise, not even daring to take action to suppress him.
"That's enough, Jun Xiaoyao, since you don't like the position of the Consort of the Divine Dynasty, then let's go. I, the Panwu Divine Dynasty, don't have to have you!"
Lord Panwu waved his sleeves and spoke indifferently.
This is his last bit of dignity.
Jun Xiaoyao still stood there, tilted his head and said: "Lord Panwu, don't you understand?"
"My son-in-law disdains the status of a consort."
"Panwu Ling, I, the Son of God, also want to enter!"
"Presumptuous!" Lord Panwu couldn't help but riot in his aura.
He no longer held the responsibility accountable and let Jun Xiaoyao leave.
Jun Xiaoyao is still so aggressive.
At this time, Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said coldly: "Master Panwu, pay attention to your words. I, the divine son of the Jun family, am not someone who can be scolded casually."
Lord Panwu's face was frozen.
At this time, Wu Mingyue couldn't help but said: "Jun Xiaoyao, that's enough. Mingyue admits that Mingyue is not worthy of you, but please don't make trouble unreasonably!"
"Making trouble unreasonably? Jun has always persuaded others with reason. How could he ever make trouble unreasonably?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be surprised.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao like this, Wu Mingyue gritted her teeth angrily.
Shameless!
Jun Xiaoyao is so shameless!
If Jun Xiaoyao were really reasonable, pigs would be able to climb trees!
"Okay, I would like to see if you can make any sense. If not, then today's matter cannot be settled like this!" Lord Panwu said coldly.
He has already regressed. If he continues to show weakness, what prestige will the Panwu Dynasty have left?
"Isn't the truth simple?" A light and shadow stone appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
He turned his eyes to the third prince with a faint smile on his lips.
Seeing this smile, the third prince's heart fell to the bottom as if bound by a boulder.
A strong sense of ominousness arose in his heart.
"No...impossible...absolutely not...he is scaring me..."
Cold sweat broke out on the third prince's back, and his legs began to tremble slightly.
Jun Xiaoyao poured his magic power into the light and shadow stone.
The shadow of the soul of the Netherworld Blood-clothed Assassin appeared.
Accompanied by the words he said.
"It was the Panwu Dynasty...the third prince...who bribed our Nether Sky assassins to assassinate you..."
The sound in the light and shadow stone spread throughout the Forbidden City.
For a moment, there was dead silence in all directions.
Countless people stared with wide eyes, looking at the scene in the light and shadow stone in disbelief.
"The third prince of Panwu Shen Dynasty actually bribed the assassins of Nether Sky to assassinate the divine son of the Jun family?" A top Taoist elder took a deep breath and was extremely shocked.
"Is this life-threatening? The most taboo thing in the Immortal Tradition is for the descendants to be assassinated by those assassins."
"It's over, the third prince is finished..."
All around, after a brief period of dead silence, a shocking noise erupted.
Everyone felt incredible and did not expect Jun Xiaoyao to produce such evidence.
"How...how could this happen?" Wu Mingyue also froze, feeling chilled all over.
Assassinate Jun Xiaoyao?
How much courage does it take to do such a thing?
Lord Panwu also had a look of astonishment on his face, and no longer had the confidence he had before.
Plop!
The third prince's legs softened and he sat down on the ground. His crotch was soaked and gave off a strange smell.
"No... no, I don't, I don't know anything?" The third prince was sweating profusely, his face was as pale as a dead man, and his body was shaking like chaff.
"Don't you dare to admit it if you do it? I have a witness." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.
Among the crowd, a stunningly beautiful woman walked out, it was Lyra Girl.
She glanced at the third prince coldly with her beautiful eyes and said, "Nv Tianqin can testify that in the Xianqiong Tower before, the third prince had a strong hostility towards the Son of God."
"Later, Lord Shenzi did come to Tianqin Girl's residence to play the piano and talk about Taoism. It must have been after Shenzi left that he was assassinated."
Lyra Girl's words undoubtedly confirm the authenticity of the matter.
"Nv Tianqin, you..." When the third prince heard this, a mouthful of blood almost came to his eyes.
He has been pursuing Tianqin Nu for a long time, and even gave away many treasures, even Xianyuan was willing to give them away.
As a result, now, Lyra Girl actually cheated him like this without any hesitation.
The Tianqin girl's jade face was cold, and she said with a sense of disgust: "What a peerless person the Son of God is, how can you assassinate him if you want to?"
After saying that, Tian Qin Nu turned her head and looked at Jun Xiaoyao, and immediately changed her expression to a cute smile.
It seems that he hopes to get Jun Xiaoyao's praise and recognition.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly and nodded lightly to Tianqin Nu.
Lyra Girl also smiled, very contented.
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 Jun Xiaoyao's bitch!
But now, the bigger crisis has just arrived.
After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao said with a cold expression: "Master Panwu, the third prince of your dynasty assassinated my son. How should we settle the account?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made Master Panwu's expression darken to the extreme. He turned to look at the third prince, wishing he could slap the traitor to death with one palm.
Today the entire Panwu Dynasty has been completely disgraced!
Wu Mingyue was also frightened, not expecting that the situation would develop to this point.
Jun Zhantian and other clan elders came forward, with anger and coldness on their faces: "Lord Panwu, should I give an explanation to my Jun family?"
Lord Panwu was actually forced to be speechless for a moment.
But at this moment.
Suddenly there was a sound of music from far in the sky and a killing blade came through the air!
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"Who is it?!" Lord Panwu reacted, but it was already too late.
Poof!
The killing blade crossed and blood splashed into the sky!
The third prince's head was separated and his head was thrown high!
There were still expressions of shock, confusion, fear, and fear on his face.
"Damn it, who dares to kill my son!" Lord Panwu was furious and his breath burst out.
A voice as cold as frost came from the depths of the void.
"Anyone who dares to harm the young master will be killed without mercy!"
