Chapter 87: No one can bear the anger of this **** son, the coalition retreats!
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Above the sky, nine lions are pulling a golden chariot.
And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white clothes, stepped on it, stood with his hands, his clothes fluttered, like a **** who rules the world!
At this moment, worshiping Yuer and the people of the ancient country of Vermilion looked at Jun Xiaoyao with incomparable excitement and enthusiasm, as if looking at the Supreme Savior!
Except for the triple snow of the king's body, who is in the world with white clothes!
Jun Xiaoyao is their god!
"How come, how can the Jun family come?"
The three masters of the Qinglong Kingdom, the White Tiger Kingdom, and the Xuanwu Kingdom were all slightly pale.
Although they are high above saints, they still feel palpitations in the face of the behemoth Jun Family.
Not to mention a saint, even the supreme supreme will be extremely jealous when facing the Jun family.
And now, although they didn't see the arrival of the sage of the Jun family, just a Jun Xiaoyao, they already had enough deterrence.
Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint, but his deterrent power is stronger than a saint!
Because opposing Jun Xiaoyao is basically the same as opposing Jun's family.
How many people dare to mess with the ancient monarch?
"My Lord God!"
Bai Yuer and the others, staring at Jun Xiaoyao, filled with joy.
"The Son of God is finally here." Tiantian, the Lord Suzaku also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, the Lord of the Suzaku still had a little knot in his heart for the ancient kingdom of Suzaku surrendering to Jun Xiaoyao.
But now, the grudge is completely gone.
In the end of the ancient country of Suzaku, it was Jun Xiaoyao's turn to save it.
Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at the ancient Suzaku army where only tens of thousands of people were killed.
He waved his hand slightly.
The four guards of Fenglin Volcano immediately got the order, as if they turned into four torrents that penetrated everything, rushing towards the Three Kingdoms and Million Allied Forces.
It is hard to imagine that an army of only forty thousand people would crash into an army of one million.
However, the result is staggering.
The army of a million, there is no way to stop the four armies from rushing.
Before Fenglinhuo's four guards, these coalition forces were vulnerable.
In just a few back and forth collisions, more than 100,000 people have fallen from the three-nation coalition!
This is terrifying and frightening!
"The four guards of Junjia Fenglin Huoshan are too strong!"
"Devil, they are the devil!"
"Run!"
The sergeants of the Quartet are terrified, and the army of a million is defeated!
The sergeants who survived the ancient country of Vermilion roared out a cathartic roar and began to fight back.
"This……"
Above the sky, the Qinglong Lord and others looked blankly.
Rao did not expect that the Jun family's army could be so strong.
Just forty thousand people killed their army of millions in an instant.
"Son of the Jun family, what do you want to do?" Qinglong Country Lord said calmly.
"How? It's very simple..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Then the eyebrows were raised, and a cold and stern expression in his eyes: "Either retreat, or...punish your Nine Clan!"
A word fell, like thunder on the ground!
Millions of people were all in amazement!
Shouldn't this kind of words be said by an emperor like Qinglong Kingdom Lord?
But now, from Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, no one feels the slightest disobedience.
How can the status of the son of the king's family be comparable to that of the emperor of a country?
"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." The Qinglong Kingdom Lord's face was blue and white, and his holy spirit couldn't restrain the eruption.
"The son of God is standing here, asking you to take action, do you dare?"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves and stepped on the sky, standing opposite the Qinglong Lord.
It was just the cultivation base of the Guiyi Realm, but the Azure Dragon Kingdom Lord in the Saint Realm did not have the slightest fear.
Even that kind of temperament makes people feel that Jun Xiaoyao is the emperor, and the Qinglong country lord is the minister!
"Is this the prestige of the Jun Family God Son?"
Below, all the people in the ancient country of Suzaku were trembling with excitement when they saw this scene.
In the beautiful eyes of Bai Yuer's fiery crystal color, there is a strong meaning of worship and fanaticism.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far. There is the young man behind us. He asked us to do this." The Qinglong country master said in a calm tone.
He didn't dare to face the Jun's family by himself, so he could only pull the tiger's skin and move the young man behind him out.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes.
He had already figured out that there might be other people standing behind the ancient kingdom of Qinglong.
Now it seems that it is so.
And being able to train the Qinglong Lord and others to be submissive, the identity and origin of that young man should also be very amazing.
However, how could Jun Xiaoyao be afraid.
No matter how big his identity is, can he beat him?
"No matter who is standing behind you, no one can bear the anger of this **** son!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed coldly.
Then he raised his hand and pointed it as a sword.
The vast sword aura is gushing, and the mighty sword intent is surging!
A touch of dazzling sword light swept down from Jun Xiaoyao's hands, accompanied by countless fairy shadows!
Jianmang, stunning!
It is the first style of the Slaughter Fairy Sword Art, Xianyu!
Rumble!
A 10,000-zhang sword light suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the army of millions!
In an instant, blood splashed and countless screams sounded.
Tens of thousands of sergeants were killed by one sword!
The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms, which had been panicked by Fenglinhuo's four guards, collapsed in an instant and fled in all directions!
Upon seeing this, the Lord Qinglong was furious, and almost couldn't bear it and wanted to make a move.
But when he thought of the consequences of shooting Jun Xiaoyao, he was still suppressed.
"Retreat first!" The color of struggle flashed in the eyes of the Qinglong kingdom, but he still gave the order.
If the delay continues, the millions of troops will not know how much is left.
And he didn't dare to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only retreat temporarily, and ask the young man to decide.
If the young man took the shot himself, the Azure Dragon Lord would naturally not have to bear the anger of the monarch family.
Hearing the Lord of Qinglong shouting to retreat, the Lord of White Tiger and Lord of Xuanwu also retreated together.
The army of one million, in a short period of time, only more than six hundred thousand are left, and they are rushing like a dog in the family.
But only for a moment, and the three-nation coalition forces, which were originally mighty, disappeared.
Jun Xiaoyao watched the Qinglong Lord and others retreat, but did not continue to press.
Because Qinglong Kingdom Lord and others are not the most important.
Most importantly, the son behind them.
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Do you just want to take it into your own power?
It was precisely because he wanted to understand the doubts in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chose to put a long line and catch a big fish.
And those surviving generals and sergeants of the ancient country of Vermilion have the joy of the rest of their lives.
They looked at Jun Xiaoyao with deep gratitude in their eyes.
Without Jun Xiaoyao, they would either destroy the country or surrender the ancient kingdom of Suzaku.
In Tiantian, the Lord of the Suzaku bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao: "Thank you for the help of the son of God, if there is no son of God, the ancient kingdom of Suzaku is in danger today."
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said, "The ancient kingdom of Vermilion is my power, so naturally I will not watch it perish."
"My Lord God." Bai Yuer also bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Well, don't be happy too early, the young man behind them will probably not let go." Jun Xiaoyao said.
