Chapter 117 The Mysterious Protector Takes Action, Which Is Bad for the Young Master, and He Will Be Killed without Mercy! (Second Update)

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

In terms of strength and background, they are also the leaders among the ancient families.

The general immortal sects dare not provoke them at will.

What's more, the Panwu Divine Dynasty has been in a slight decline in recent years.

Even the strategic weapon, the Emperor's Panhuang Sword, has not been found yet.

In this case, if the two major families are really provoked, the Panwu Divine Dynasty will pay an unimaginable price.

It may even start an immortal war.

For all these reasons, the Panwu Divine Lord suppressed his anger.

But that look was very cold.

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, and a sneer on his lips.

He liked the way that the Panwu Divine Lord couldn't stand him but couldn't get rid of him.

"This kid..." The Panwu Divine Lord's eyes twitched slightly.

Seeing the smile on Jun Xiaoyao's lips, he really wanted to slap him.

But reason still made Lord Panwu restrain his killing intent.

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

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

Jun Xiaoyao had humiliated and provoked him in this way, but Lord Panwu was as cowardly as a turtle and didn't even dare to suppress him.

"Enough, Jun Xiaoyao, since you don't think highly of the position of the son-in-law of the Divine Dynasty, then go away. My Panwu Divine Dynasty doesn't need you!"

Lord Panwu waved his sleeves and said in a cold tone.

This was his last bit of face.

Jun Xiaoyao still stood in the same place, tilted his head and said: "Lord Panwu, didn't you understand?"

"The status of the son-in-law, this son of God disdains."

"Pan Wuling, this son of God is also going in!"

"Insolent!" Lord Panwu couldn't help but riot.

He no longer pursued the responsibility and let Jun Xiaoyao leave.

Jun Xiaoyao is still pushing his luck.

At this time, Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said coldly: "Lord Panwu, watch your words. My son of God is not someone who can be scolded by anyone."

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 be unreasonable!"

"Be unreasonable? Jun has always convinced people with reason. How can I be unreasonable?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao like this, Wu Mingyue gnashed his silver teeth angrily.

Shameless!

Jun Xiaoyao is really too shameless!

If Jun Xiaoyao really talks about reason, even pigs can climb trees!

"Well, I want to see what reason you can come up with. If not, then today's matter can't be let go!" Lord Panwu said coldly.

He has already retreated. If he continues to show weakness, what prestige will the Panwu Dynasty have?

"Isn't the truth simple?" A piece of 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 of the valley as if it was tied by a huge rock.

He felt a strong sense of foreboding in his heart.

"No... Impossible... Absolutely not... He is scaring me..."

A cold sweat broke out on the back of the third prince, 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.

Along with it, there were also the words he said.

"It was the Panwu Divine Dynasty... The third prince... bribed our Netherworld Assassin to assassinate you..."

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

For a time, there was a 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 Dynasty actually bribed the assassins of Youmingtian to assassinate the son of Jun family?" A top elder of the sect took a deep breath and was extremely shocked.

"Is he going to die? The most taboo thing for the immortal sect is that the descendants are assassinated by those killers and assassins."

"It's over, the third prince is finished..."

All around, after a brief silence, a shocking noise broke out.

Everyone felt incredible. They didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to produce such evidence.

"How could this be?" Wu Mingyue's jade face also froze, and she felt cold all over.

Assassinating Jun Xiaoyao?

How much courage does it take to do such a thing?

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

Plop!

The third prince's legs softened, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his crotch was wet, and he exuded a strange smell.

"No... No, I didn'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 a sieve.

"You did it, don't you dare to admit it? I have witnesses." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

A beautiful woman walked out of the crowd, it was Tianqin.

She looked at the third prince with cold eyes and said: "Tianqin can testify that the third prince had a strong hostility towards the Son of God in Xianqiong Tower before."

"After that, the Son of God did come to Tianqin's residence, playing the piano and discussing Taoism. It must be after the Son of God left that he was assassinated."

Tianqin's words undoubtedly confirmed the authenticity of the matter.

"Tianqin, you..." The third prince almost vomited blood when he heard this.

He had been pursuing Tianqin for a long time, and even gave away many treasures, even the source of immortality.

As a result, now, the Lyra girl actually tricked him like this, without any hesitation.

The Lyra girl's jade face was cold, and she said with a sense of disgust: "Sir God is such a peerless figure, how can you assassinate him just because you want to?"

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

It seemed that she hoped to get Jun Xiaoyao's praise and recognition.

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

The Lyra girl also smiled, very satisfied.

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

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

And now, a bigger crisis has just arrived.

After the evidence was confirmed, Jun Xiaoyao said coldly: "Lord Panwu, the third prince of your dynasty assassinated this son of God. How should this account be settled?"

Jun Xiaoyao's words made Lord Panwu's face gloomy. He turned his head to look at the third prince, wishing to slap this rebellious son to death.

The face of the entire Panwu Dynasty has been lost today!

Wu Mingyue was also terrified. She didn't expect the situation to develop to this point.

Jun Zhantian and several other elders came forward, with anger and coldness on their old faces: "Lord Panwu, should I give my Jun family an explanation?"

Lord Panwu was forced to be speechless for a while.

However, at this moment.

Suddenly, a sound of piano came from the distance, and the killing blade broke through the air!

The target was the third prince!

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

Puff!

The killing blade crossed, and blood splashed in the sky!

The third prince's head was separated and his head was thrown high!

His face still showed shock, doubt, fear, and apprehension.

"Damn it, who dares to kill my son!" Pan Wu Shenzhu was furious, and his breath burst out.

A cold voice came from the depths of the void.

"Anyone who dares to harm the young master will be killed without mercy!"