Chapter 92 It Turns Out to Be Just a Clone, the Two Great Saints Turned Against Each Other, and the Leader of Qinglong Fell! (The Seventh Update)

Although Yang Pan was suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao before, the powerful aura was still heart-shaking.

It can be said that the ordinary immortal power geniuses can never beat 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 had such strength, how powerful should Yang Pan be?

Jun Xiaoyao's face was very calm.

He knew that Yang Pan was just a clone as soon as he saw him.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about this.

Because whether it was the original body or the clone, it was the same in his eyes, and he could suppress it at will, without much difference.

At best, it might take a few more moves to suppress the original body.

In the distance, Yang Pan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, his face was extremely gloomy.

He said coldly: "To subdue the Four Symbols Ancient Country, there is no need for me to take action, but I didn't expect to run into you."

Yang Pan's heart was boiling with anger.

He is indeed just a clone, and Yang Pan's original body is still in Panwu Divine Dynasty.

However, in Yang Pan's view, even if it is just a clone, it is more than enough to conquer the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom, and he does not need to go out in person.

But who could have expected that behind the Suzaku Ancient Kingdom, there was Jun Xiaoyao standing.

This big variable hindered Yang Pan's plan.

Yang Pan took a deep breath, and then said in a cold tone: "Jun Xiaoyao, you actually know that this Marquis is just a clone, then you should also know how powerful the original body will be."

"If you stop now, there is still room for retention."

Yang Pan knew that his clone could not defeat Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only use the original body to suppress him.

"Whether you are the original body or the clone, for this son of God, is there any difference? It's just a palm to suppress." Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent.

"You..." Yang Pan raised his eyebrows, and a cold and fierce meaning surged in his eyes.

"You are worthy of being the son of God..." Bai Yu'er and others showed admiration.

In the Wilderness Immortal Realm, how many people dare to despise the Champion of the Divine Dynasty like this?

"Okay, Jun Xiaoyao, you are not willing to accept my toast, so you have to drink the wine." Yang Pan said.

Around him, four dark figures appeared, carrying a suffocating and majestic pressure.

"It's those four saints..." The White Tiger Lord and the Black Tortoise Lord showed fear in their eyes.

If it weren't for the four saints, their two countries would not have been defeated and surrendered so easily.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them and shook his head slightly, saying: "Four puppets comparable to the saint realm, Yang Pan, you are lucky."

"What, those are puppets?" The White Tiger and Black Tortoise Lords were surprised.

"What about puppets? 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, even the Jun family would not be able to catch any handle.

After all, it is normal for the younger generation to fight for life and death.

But if Yang Pan kills Jun Xiaoyao with the Saint Puppet, the Jun family will be furious.

Even the Panwu Divine Dynasty behind him can't protect him.

Although Yang Pan is arrogant, he is not brainless.

He only needs to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and others with the Saint Puppet.

Then he can directly attack the imperial capital of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom and obtain the compass parts.

"Jun Xiaoyao, as long as I suppress you with the Saint Puppet, the ancient Suzaku Kingdom is not in my pocket. Whether it is that thing or Bai Yu'er, they are all mine."

Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu'er, and a fiery and evil color flashed in his eyes.

Bai Yu'er is indeed very beautiful, charming and beautiful, which makes Yang Pan's heart itch.

He has the habit of collecting beautiful women, and this Bai Yu'er is a treasure that he must get.

"Wishful thinking, can you compare with a finger of the Son of God?" Bai Yu'er rebuked coldly, with disgust in her eyes.

Although Yang Pan's strength and status are not weak, in terms of appearance, character, and temperament, he is not comparable to Jun Xiaoyao at all.

One is a fairy in the sky.

The other is a commoner in the market.

Can the two be compared?

"Bitch, wait until you submit to this marquis, and see if you will still say so!" Yang Pan scolded.

The four saint puppets burst out their auras at the same time, ready to attack.

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes swept over the kings.

"You, do you still want to follow Yang Pan?"

Jun Xiaoyao's words made the faces of the White Tiger King and the Black Tortoise King change, and then their eyes changed.

To be honest, Yang Pan's personality is volatile, and he even called them trash who eat shit.

Rather than following the champion marquis and being bullied, it is better to choose to submit to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's status and position are only higher than that of the champion marquis.

Under this consideration, there was almost no hesitation. The two kings flashed and changed sides, saying: "We are willing to submit to the Godson of the Jun family!"

"You..." Yang Pan's eyes burned with cold flames.

The face of the Qinglong King was tense, and he did not choose to stand on Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Because his son Xiao Chen had a grudge against Jun Xiaoyao.

In addition, in this war, his Qinglong Ancient Kingdom was the leader.

The Suzaku Ancient Kingdom would not let Qinglong Ancient Kingdom go so easily.

And the most important point is that the Qinglong King wanted to become the master of the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom.

Only Yang Pan could fulfill his ambition.

Therefore, the Qinglong King was determined to hold on to Yang Pan's thigh.

Seeing the indifferent Qinglong King, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

He would have to deal with Xiao Chen in the future, and it was obviously not a wise move to accept his father as his subordinate.

"Hmph, do you two want your country to be destroyed?" Yang Pan said coldly.

The two kings looked unnatural.

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly: "With me here, who dares to destroy their country?"

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't be complacent. I have the Qinglong King and five saints here, and we can still suppress you!"

Yang Pan gave an order, and the Qinglong King led four saint puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

The three kings of Zhuque, Baihu, and Xuanwu also had a surging breath and were ready to meet the enemy.

However, at this time, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and chuckled: "No need for now, just watch the show."

"Watch the show?" The three kings were stunned.

At this time, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded in the distance, turning into a thousand-foot killing blade, coming across the sky.

The terrifying piano sound killing blade even cut the space into pieces, and a dark space crack was pulled out wherever it passed.

"Protector!" Yang Pan's expression suddenly changed.

This time, he came with a clone, so he didn't have a protector with him.

But he didn't expect that there was a protector behind Jun Xiaoyao.

And judging from the power of the attack, it was definitely not something that an ordinary saint could compare to.

"Damn it!"

The eyes of the Azure Dragon King were filled with unprecedented horror.

The killing blade of the piano made the saint feel cold in his heart and his whole body was filled with chills.

"Sky Dragon Emperor Fist!"

The Azure Dragon King roared, and the strength of the saint realm was fully erupted. A blue dragon phantom blasted out with his fist, shaking the sky!

However, the result was...

Puff!

The killing blade passed across, and the head fell to the ground!

The Azure Dragon King, dead!