Chapter 87 No one can bear the anger of the Son of God, the coalition forces retreat! (Part 2)
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J Shen
Chapter 87 No one can bear the anger of the Son of God, the coalition retreats! (Second more)
Above the sky, nine lions pulled the golden chariot.
And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stood on it, with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttered, like a god who dominates the heavens and the earth!
At this moment, Bai Yu'er and the people from Suzaku Ancient Country looked at Jun Xiaoyao with incomparable excitement and fanaticism, as if they were looking at the supreme savior!
Except for the triple snow on the king's body, who in the world is equipped with white clothes!
Jun Xiaoyao is their god!
"How come, how could the Jun family come?"
The Qinglong King, the White Tiger King, and the Xuanwu King's faces were all slightly pale.
Although they are saints aloof, they still feel heart palpitations in the face of the behemoth of the Jun family.
Not to mention being a saint, even a supreme being would be extremely afraid of facing the Jun family.
And now, although they haven't seen the arrival of the saint of the Jun family, just relying on a Jun Xiaoyao, it has enough deterrent power.
Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint, but his deterrent power is stronger than that of a saint!
Because fighting against Jun Xiaoyao is basically equivalent to fighting against Jun's family.
How many people dare to provoke the Huanggu Jun family?
"Lord God Son!"
Bai Yuer and others, staring at Jun Xiaoyao, his heart is full of joy.
"The Son of God is finally here." Skyrim, the Suzaku King also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, for the ancient kingdom of Suzaku who surrendered to Jun Xiaoyao, the Lord of Suzaku still had a little trouble in his heart.
But now, the grudge has completely disappeared.
In the end, it was Jun Xiaoyao's turn to save the Suzaku ancient country.
Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at the Suzaku ancient army, where only tens of thousands of people were killed.
He waved his hand slightly.
The four guards of Fenglin Volcano immediately received the order, as if they were transformed into four torrents that penetrated everything, and rushed towards the millions of coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms.
It is unimaginable that an army of only 4 people will collide with an army of millions.
However, the result was staggering.
The millions of troops could not stop the four armies from rushing to kill.
Before Fenglin Volcano Four Guards, these coalition troops were vulnerable.
In just a few back-and-forth collisions, more than [-] people have already fallen from the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces side!
This is terrifying and terrifying!
"The four guards of the Jun Family Fenglin Volcano are too strong!"
"Devils, they are devils!"
"Run!"
The sergeants of the Quartet are terrified, and the army of one million is crushed!
And those sergeants who survived the Suzaku ancient country let out a cathartic roar and began to fight back.
"This……"
Above the sky, the Qinglong King and others looked stunned.
Rao is that they did not expect that the Jun family's army was so strong.
With only 4 people, their million-strong army collapsed in an instant.
"God son of the Jun family, what do you want?" The Qinglong King said calmly.
"How? It's very simple..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
Then the eyebrows were raised, and the cold and stern meaning surged in his eyes: "Either retreat, or... punish your nine clans!"
A word fell, like a thunder on the ground!
Millions of people are in shock!
Shouldn't this kind of thing be said by an emperor like the Qinglong King?
But now, from Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, no one feels the slightest sense of disobedience.
How can the status of the god son of the Jun family be comparable to the emperor of a country?
"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." The Qinglong King's face turned blue and white, and the aura of a saint couldn't restrain the outbreak.
"The son of the gods is standing here, let you take action, do you dare?"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, stepped on the sky, and stood opposite the Qinglong King.
It's just a cultivation base in the first realm, but facing the Qinglong king in the saint realm, he is not afraid at all.
Even with that kind of temperament, it gives the impression that Jun Xiaoyao is the emperor, and the lord of Qinglong is the minister!
"Is this the prestige of the god son of the Jun family?"
Below, all the people from the ancient Vermillion Bird Kingdom were trembling with excitement when they saw this scene.
Bai Yu'er's beautiful eyes were filled with deep adoration and fanaticism.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far, Young Master is standing behind us, he made us do this." The Qinglong King said calmly.
He didn't dare to confront the Shangjun family himself, so he could only pull the tiger's skin and remove the young man behind him.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.
He has long figured out that there may be other people standing behind the ancient Qinglong country.
Now it seems that it is.
And being able to train the Qinglong King and others to be obedient, the identity and origin of that young master should also be very amazing.
However, how could Jun Xiaoyao be afraid.
No matter how big his identity is, can he beat him?
"It doesn't matter who is standing behind you, no one can bear the anger of this goddess!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed coldly.
Then he raised his hand and pointed to the sword.
The vast sword energy is gushing out, and the majestic sword energy is surging!
A dazzling sword glow, accompanied by countless immortals and gods, swept down from Jun Xiaoyao's hands!
Jianmang, shocking!
It is the first form of the Slaughtering Immortal Sword Art, Xianyun!
Rumble!
A sword beam of ten thousand feet suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the army of millions!
In an instant, blood splattered, and countless screams sounded.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were killed by a sword!
The Three-Kingdom Allied Forces, which had been terrified by the four guards of Fenglin and Huan, collapsed in an instant and fled in all directions!
When the Qinglong King saw this, his heart was burning with anger, and he almost couldn't bear it and was about to shoot.
But when he thought of the consequences of his attack on Jun Xiaoyao, he still suppressed it.
"Retreat first!" The Qinglong King's eyes flashed a look of struggle, but he still gave the order.
If it is delayed any longer, there will be no one-million army left.
And he didn't dare to do anything to Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only retreat for the time being and ask that son to decide.
If the young master made his own move, the Qinglong King would naturally not have to bear the anger of the Jun family.
Hearing the Qinglong King shouting to retreat, the White Tiger King and the Xuanwu King also retreated together.
In a short period of time, there were only more than [-] troops left, and they rushed like a bereaved dog.
But for a moment, the originally mighty Three-Kingdom Allied Forces disappeared without a trace.
Jun Xiaoyao watched the Qinglong King and others retreat, but did not continue to press.
Because the Qinglong King and others are not the most important.
Most importantly, the young man behind them.
What is the purpose of his integration of the four ancient kingdoms?
Do you just want to take it as your own power?
It is precisely because he wants to understand the doubts in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chooses to play a long line and catch big fish.
And those generals and sergeants of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom who survived showed the joy of the rest of their lives on their faces.
They looked at Jun Xiaoyao with deep gratitude in their eyes.
Without Jun Xiaoyao, their Suzaku ancient country would either destroy the country or surrender.
In the sky, the Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao and said, "Thank you for the help of the Son of God. Without the Son of God, the ancient kingdom of Suzaku would be in danger today."
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said, "The ancient kingdom of Vermillion Bird is my power, and I naturally won't watch it perish."
"Lord God Son." Bai Yu'er also bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Well, don't be too happy, the son behind them will not give up." Jun Xiaoyao said.
(End of this chapter)
Above the sky, nine lions pulled the golden chariot.
And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stood on it, with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttered, like a god who dominates the heavens and the earth!
At this moment, Bai Yu'er and the people from Suzaku Ancient Country looked at Jun Xiaoyao with incomparable excitement and fanaticism, as if they were looking at the supreme savior!
Except for the triple snow on the king's body, who in the world is equipped with white clothes!
Jun Xiaoyao is their god!
"How come, how could the Jun family come?"
The Qinglong King, the White Tiger King, and the Xuanwu King's faces were all slightly pale.
Although they are saints aloof, they still feel heart palpitations in the face of the behemoth of the Jun family.
Not to mention being a saint, even a supreme being would be extremely afraid of facing the Jun family.
And now, although they haven't seen the arrival of the saint of the Jun family, just relying on a Jun Xiaoyao, it has enough deterrent power.
Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint, but his deterrent power is stronger than that of a saint!
Because fighting against Jun Xiaoyao is basically equivalent to fighting against Jun's family.
How many people dare to provoke the Huanggu Jun family?
"Lord God Son!"
Bai Yuer and others, staring at Jun Xiaoyao, his heart is full of joy.
"The Son of God is finally here." Skyrim, the Suzaku King also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, for the ancient kingdom of Suzaku who surrendered to Jun Xiaoyao, the Lord of Suzaku still had a little trouble in his heart.
But now, the grudge has completely disappeared.
In the end, it was Jun Xiaoyao's turn to save the Suzaku ancient country.
Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at the Suzaku ancient army, where only tens of thousands of people were killed.
He waved his hand slightly.
The four guards of Fenglin Volcano immediately received the order, as if they were transformed into four torrents that penetrated everything, and rushed towards the millions of coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms.
It is unimaginable that an army of only 4 people will collide with an army of millions.
However, the result was staggering.
The millions of troops could not stop the four armies from rushing to kill.
Before Fenglin Volcano Four Guards, these coalition troops were vulnerable.
In just a few back-and-forth collisions, more than [-] people have already fallen from the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces side!
This is terrifying and terrifying!
"The four guards of the Jun Family Fenglin Volcano are too strong!"
"Devils, they are devils!"
"Run!"
The sergeants of the Quartet are terrified, and the army of one million is crushed!
And those sergeants who survived the Suzaku ancient country let out a cathartic roar and began to fight back.
"This……"
Above the sky, the Qinglong King and others looked stunned.
Rao is that they did not expect that the Jun family's army was so strong.
With only 4 people, their million-strong army collapsed in an instant.
"God son of the Jun family, what do you want?" The Qinglong King said calmly.
"How? It's very simple..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
Then the eyebrows were raised, and the cold and stern meaning surged in his eyes: "Either retreat, or... punish your nine clans!"
A word fell, like a thunder on the ground!
Millions of people are in shock!
Shouldn't this kind of thing be said by an emperor like the Qinglong King?
But now, from Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, no one feels the slightest sense of disobedience.
How can the status of the god son of the Jun family be comparable to the emperor of a country?
"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." The Qinglong King's face turned blue and white, and the aura of a saint couldn't restrain the outbreak.
"The son of the gods is standing here, let you take action, do you dare?"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, stepped on the sky, and stood opposite the Qinglong King.
It's just a cultivation base in the first realm, but facing the Qinglong king in the saint realm, he is not afraid at all.
Even with that kind of temperament, it gives the impression that Jun Xiaoyao is the emperor, and the lord of Qinglong is the minister!
"Is this the prestige of the god son of the Jun family?"
Below, all the people from the ancient Vermillion Bird Kingdom were trembling with excitement when they saw this scene.
Bai Yu'er's beautiful eyes were filled with deep adoration and fanaticism.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far, Young Master is standing behind us, he made us do this." The Qinglong King said calmly.
He didn't dare to confront the Shangjun family himself, so he could only pull the tiger's skin and remove the young man behind him.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.
He has long figured out that there may be other people standing behind the ancient Qinglong country.
Now it seems that it is.
And being able to train the Qinglong King and others to be obedient, the identity and origin of that young master should also be very amazing.
However, how could Jun Xiaoyao be afraid.
No matter how big his identity is, can he beat him?
"It doesn't matter who is standing behind you, no one can bear the anger of this goddess!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed coldly.
Then he raised his hand and pointed to the sword.
The vast sword energy is gushing out, and the majestic sword energy is surging!
A dazzling sword glow, accompanied by countless immortals and gods, swept down from Jun Xiaoyao's hands!
Jianmang, shocking!
It is the first form of the Slaughtering Immortal Sword Art, Xianyun!
Rumble!
A sword beam of ten thousand feet suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the army of millions!
In an instant, blood splattered, and countless screams sounded.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were killed by a sword!
The Three-Kingdom Allied Forces, which had been terrified by the four guards of Fenglin and Huan, collapsed in an instant and fled in all directions!
When the Qinglong King saw this, his heart was burning with anger, and he almost couldn't bear it and was about to shoot.
But when he thought of the consequences of his attack on Jun Xiaoyao, he still suppressed it.
"Retreat first!" The Qinglong King's eyes flashed a look of struggle, but he still gave the order.
If it is delayed any longer, there will be no one-million army left.
And he didn't dare to do anything to Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only retreat for the time being and ask that son to decide.
If the young master made his own move, the Qinglong King would naturally not have to bear the anger of the Jun family.
Hearing the Qinglong King shouting to retreat, the White Tiger King and the Xuanwu King also retreated together.
In a short period of time, there were only more than [-] troops left, and they rushed like a bereaved dog.
But for a moment, the originally mighty Three-Kingdom Allied Forces disappeared without a trace.
Jun Xiaoyao watched the Qinglong King and others retreat, but did not continue to press.
Because the Qinglong King and others are not the most important.
Most importantly, the young man behind them.
What is the purpose of his integration of the four ancient kingdoms?
Do you just want to take it as your own power?
It is precisely because he wants to understand the doubts in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chooses to play a long line and catch big fish.
And those generals and sergeants of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom who survived showed the joy of the rest of their lives on their faces.
They looked at Jun Xiaoyao with deep gratitude in their eyes.
Without Jun Xiaoyao, their Suzaku ancient country would either destroy the country or surrender.
In the sky, the Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao and said, "Thank you for the help of the Son of God. Without the Son of God, the ancient kingdom of Suzaku would be in danger today."
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said, "The ancient kingdom of Vermillion Bird is my power, and I naturally won't watch it perish."
"Lord God Son." Bai Yu'er also bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Well, don't be too happy, the son behind them will not give up." Jun Xiaoyao said.
(End of this chapter)
