Chapter 108 A Palm Print Descended From the Sky, Knocking Down the Champion Marquis, Jun Xiaoyao Made a Strong Appearance! (The Third Update)

But when his eyes fell on Jiang Luoli, his gloomy expression eased a little, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Luoli was born crystal cute, petite and charming. Anyone would be amazed at first sight.

Feeling Yang Pan's gloomy gaze, Jiang Luoli's snow-white skin had small bumps and felt nauseous.

"You big beetle, what are you looking at!" Jiang Luoli showed a hint of disgust.

Yang Pan didn't mind, but smiled and said: "The jewel in the palm of the Jiang family is indeed extraordinary."

The desire in his heart began to rise.

If it weren't for the fact that he came to compete for the position of the son-in-law today, Yang Pan would have wanted to subdue Jiang Luoli.

As if she had noticed Yang Pan's intention, Jiang Luoli's pretty eyes widened and her fair face turned red with anger.

"Disgusting big beetle, die!"

Jiang Luoli didn't care and took action directly.

She waved her small hand, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to gather together, turning into a vast spiritual palm print, suppressing Yang Pan.

"It is worthy of being a Yuanling Dao body. With every move, it can move the world."

Many people admired.

Seeing this, Yang Pan looked very relaxed and casual. He raised his hand and stabbed out with the Shangmang Divine Spear. The terrifying spear light cut through the sky and stabbed at the spiritual palm print.

As soon as he made a move, Yang Pan's cultivation was exposed.

It was also the great perfection of the Guiyi Realm.

The reason why so many Tianjiao are stuck in this realm is not because they cannot break through.

But in the next Hedao realm, they need to find spiritual seeds, immortal seeds, etc. that match themselves.

Different levels of spiritual seeds and immortal seeds are crucial to the subsequent cultivation speed and strength.

Some rare immortal seeds, such as the seedlings of the world tree, the Hongmeng purple gas seeds, etc., can bring terrifying blessings to Tianjiao.

Therefore, no Tianjiao will break through to the Hedao realm casually.

Boom!

The spear light and the spiritual palm print collided with each other, and then directly pierced through it.

Jiang Luoli's Yuanling Dao body is not weak in combat power, but he is best at cultivation.

And Yang Pan is dressed in divine clothes, and his cultivation realm is also at the top.

So it is obviously not so easy for Jiang Luoli to deal with Yang Pan.

Yang Pan's eyes flashed, and he continued to attack. The Shangmang divine spear in his hand drew a series of terrifying black spear lights.

Powerful moves, the devil dances wildly!

The void seemed to boil, and the spear light raged in the world, blasting towards Jiang Luoli.

Jiang Luoli's watery eyes also showed a solemn look.

She said that she would teach Yang Pan a lesson on behalf of Jun Xiaoyao, but now it seems that Yang Pan's strength is indeed not to be underestimated.

"Too much." Jiang Shengyi frowned slightly.

Just when she was about to attack.

Suddenly, an extremely vast and huge golden palm print fell from the sky and smashed towards Yang Pan!

"Who is it!"

Yang Pan's face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank sharply, and a terrifying pressure poured down, even the spear light he released was crushed.

Yang Pan was caught off guard and was caught off guard. He could only defend himself with the Tianmangjiao Divine Armor and block with his spear.

Bang!

The palm print containing vast power directly smashed Yang Pan into the ground, and thick cracks spread on the surrounding ground.

The whole noisy Forbidden City seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The faces of countless people were frozen.

The champion marquis who was extremely arrogant and invincible just now was smashed into the ground at this moment.

This contrast was too great, so many people didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

At this time, a calm and indifferent voice came slowly.

"Is this the so-called champion marquis? Nothing special."

Hearing this voice, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the sky.

A nine-headed lion like a golden lion appeared with two figures.

The figure in white in the front, bathed in the radiance of the immortals, was extraordinary and the indifferent and playful voice came from his mouth.

"It's the Godson of the Jun family, he's finally here!"

The whole place was boiling with excitement!

Since Yang Pan released the news of the battle, everyone was expecting how Jun Xiaoyao would respond.

But Jun Xiaoyao never responded.

This gave some hostile forces a handle to blacken Jun Xiaoyao.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao appeared.

As strong as ever!

The champion marquis who was arrogant and jumped just now was now covered in dust and escaped from the cracks in the ground.

He was not seriously injured, but his face was really embarrassed.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you actually attacked me by surprise!" Yang Pan's face was terribly cold and ashamed.

If he hadn't been caught off guard, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"You swat a fly, do you have to ask the fly if it agrees first?" Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Yang Pan indifferently.

His tone was full of contempt.

This was not arrogance, but a natural invincibility.

Yang Pan's face turned green when he heard this. As the local emperor of Panwu Shenchao, he had never been humiliated like this.

On the other side, Jiang Luoli's little face was stunned at first, then she cheered and ran faster than a rabbit. She flashed to Jun Xiaoyao's side and hung on him like an octopus.

Like a cute pendant.

"Brother Xiaoyao, Luoli knew you would come!" Jiang Luoli's starry eyes curved into crescents when she smiled.

"Come down." Jun Xiaoyao was helpless.

"No, I haven't seen Brother Xiaoyao for two years, four months, sixteen days, three hours, two quarters of an hour, and nineteen breaths." Jiang Luoli pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

Jun Xiaoyao was even more ashamed when he heard this.

Why does it feel like Jiang Luoli has the potential to be a yandere.

"If you don't come down, how can I vent your anger for you?" Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

"Oh, Brother Xiaoyao, you must crush that big beetle." Jiang Luoli reluctantly let go of his hands and feet.

Seeing Jiang Luoli clinging to Jun Xiaoyao, many young Tianjiao around were jealous and crazy.

People really can't be compared, and once you compare, you will be angry to death.

Ye Xingyun's face was extremely cold. If it weren't for his personality change, he would probably be unable to resist challenging Jun Xiaoyao again.

On the other side of Wanhuang Lingshan, Feng Qingling's pupils shrank slightly, and she said, "It turns out that it was really him."

Now, Feng Qingling was completely sure that the mysterious Tianjiao who crushed her was Jun Xiaoyao.

"He is indeed very strong and cannot be underestimated." Huang Xuanyi's expression also became unusually solemn.

Wang Gang, the unruly young man from the Wang family in the north, looked at Jun Xiaoyao and shook his head slightly, saying, "He is indeed OK, but he cannot be compared with my elder brother."

In his eyes, the God Son of the Jun family is not as good as the Young Emperor of the Wang family.

In the corner, when Xiao Chen saw Jun Xiaoyao appear, he could not help but burst out with a violent killing intent.

But he endured it deeply.

He knew that it was not the right time yet.

Only when he truly became the son-in-law of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, he would be qualified to fight Jun Xiaoyao.