With the help of the power of the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life, Yang Pan tapped the tip of his sword and unleashed a dazzling sword light.
A single slash seemed capable of slicing through the sky!
Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao drove the power of the Bones of Supremacy.
A ray of dazzling divine light burst out of his chest as if he was being baptized by a divine tribulation from the heavens.
When the two moves collided, the wind and thunder shook. The world trembled as a vast magical power rippled in all directions.
Had it not been for the fact that the Panwu Celestial Lord used space to restrain the fluctuation, the young geniuses around him would have been either killed or heavily injured.
During such a terrifying collision…
Yang Pan fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings. His blood stained his armor.
Even with the protection of the Divine Armor of Heavenly Light, he was unable to resist the shock wave.
Yang Pan's eyes were also fixed on the center of the collision.
He wanted to know how Jun Xiaoyao was doing.
However, when the light dissipated, and the ripples subsided.
Dressed in a white robe, Jun Xiaoyao remained standing where he was.
"This…" Yang Pan's expression instantly stiffened.
It was as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.
He had even brought out the Pan Emperor's Spiritual Sword, yet it couldn't hurt Jun Xiaoyao at all.
At that moment, Yang Pan began to doubt whether the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life he unleashed was real.
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head. "Not bad. If you could fully unleash the power of the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life, you might be able to pose a small threat to me. Unfortunately…"
Previously, even the Supreme Demon Corpse of Emperor Yuantian inside the Mystic Realm, was unable to cause him any serious injuries.
Even if Yang Pan were to wield the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life, what use would it be?
"This is impossible…" Yang Pan was somewhat dazed.
Wasn't the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life his greatest weapon?
Now, however, Yang Pan's Dao heart was starting to become unstable.
"Are you still dazed from the battle?"
The Wings of the Devil extended from Jun Xiaoyao's back. His body moved as if he was dashing through the void, crushing towards Yang Pan with one hand.
Yang Pan came to his senses and hastily defended himself.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a few consecutive moves, the champion of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty vomited blood. Even with the protection of the Skylight Horn Divine Armor, it was still useless.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Art once again. The vast and dazzling sword ray slashed at Yang Pan across the sky.
Yang Pan was so scared that his soul almost left his body. He hastily used the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life to block the attack.
Pfft!
Blood spurted wildly as the Skylight Divine Armor on Yang Pan's body was directly cut open by the sword light.
A bone-deep wound from the sword extended from his chest to his abdomen.
Had it not been for the fact that he had the Pan Emperor's Sword of Life to help him recover, he would have probably died right away.
Bang!
Jun Xiaoyao descended from the sky and stomped on Yang Pan's face.
"Are you awake after jumping for so long?" Jun Xiaoyao asked faintly.
"You…" Yang Pan struggled, but he couldn't turn over no matter what.
Jun Xiaoyao's divine power almost crushed his head.
Shame, resentment, anger, helplessness…
All kinds of emotions were raging in Yang Pan's mind.
As the champion of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, he was like a local emperor in the Panwu Celestial Dynasty.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao had trampled on his face in public and in the eyes of countless forces.
Such humiliation would never be forgotten.
"Sir…" Among the crowd, Qin Xuan's eyes were red. She was so emotional that her body was trembling.
The enemy that she hated so much yet felt powerless at the same time was now trampled beneath Jun Xiaoyao's feet like a dead dog!
"Yay! Xiaoyao is the best! He stomped that giant beetle to death!" Jiang Luoli also clenched her fist and cheered.
Previously, Jun Xiaoyao said that he would stand up for her. Now, she was truly satisfied.
"The divine child of the Jun family is almost done."
Finally, the Panwu Celestial Lord spoke from the stage.
No matter what, Yang Pan was still the Divine Dynasty's champion, the Marquis. Being trampled on like this was truly humiliating for the Panwu Celestial Dynasty.
Wu Mingyue had to admit that she was rather pleased to see Yang Pan suffer.
However, she soon grew nervous again.
If Jun Xiaoyao defeated Yang Pan, didn't that mean that he was qualified to become the prince consort?
"Heh… Since the Divine Master has spoken, why don't I give you some face?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
He kicked with all his might.
A series of cracking sounds were heard as Yang Pan's bones shattered.
He was sent flying with a kick, crashing heavily into a side hall.
The corner of Martial Lord Pan's eyes twitched at the sight.
Jun Xiaoyao also knew that it was impossible to kill Yang Pan under the watchful eyes of the Panwu Celestial Lord.
Besides, Yang Pan was also considered a leek. He might be of value in the future.
The Pan Emperor Sword…
Jun Xiaoyao admitted that he was a little tempted.
No one would be unmoved by an Imperial Armament.
"In that case, the match today…" Panwu Celestial Lord was a little hesitant, not knowing what to say.
According to the script, it was supposed to be Yang Pan sweeping the world before becoming the prince consort and marrying Wu Mingyue.
Now, however, looking at Yang Pan, who was lying in a pile of ruins covered in blood and looking very haggard, the Panwu Celestial Lord couldn't bring himself to ask him to be his son-in-law.
'Well, I guess I shouldn't have to resort to such methods to placate Yang Pan,' Panwu thought to himself.
If he could win Jun Xiaoyao over to his side, wouldn't he be worth more than ten Yang Pan?
With that in mind, the Panwu Celestial Lord said, "The divine child of the Jun family is truly as rumored. He has the might of a dragon and the appearance of a phoenix, making him invincible. It seems that there is no doubt that he is the most suitable candidate to be the prince consort."
Lord Panwu's words immediately caused a commotion among the crowd.
Was he going to make Jun Xiaoyao his son-in-law?
Jun Zhantian didn't say anything.
That was Jun Xiaoyao's own business. If he wanted to, the Jun family wouldn't object.
Jiang Luoli's expression immediately changed. She was extremely nervous as she wrung her hands together.
Although Jiang Luoli was sometimes naive, she was also smart at times.
For instance, she didn't go up to Jun Xiaoyao and ask him about his choice.
Of course, Jiang Luoli herself didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to become Wu Mingyue's fiancé.
Although it was normal for an outstanding man like Jun Xiaoyao to have multiple wives and concubines, Jiang Luoli still felt uncomfortable about it.
Beside her, Jiang Shengyi also felt a little uneasy.
She also didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to agree to become the prince consort.
"I'm doing this for Luoli," Jiang Shengyi muttered to herself.
Only Jiang Shengyi herself knew why.
Aside from them, many other female cultivators who worshipped Jun Xiaoyao were also brainless fans. None of them wanted Jun Xiaoyao to become the prince consort.
They were all female fans who fantasized about becoming Jun Xiaoyao's partner.
If Jun Xiaoyao were to agree to become the prince consort, wouldn't all of his female fans' dreams be dashed?
At that moment, everyone was waiting for Jun Xiaoyao's answer.
Xiao Chen was covered in blood and his pupils were trembling in anger.
He couldn't imagine how furious he would be if Jun Xiaoyao became the prince consort.
Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't agree right away, the Panwu Celestial Lord frowned slightly and threw out another heavy bomb.
"If you can become the prince consort of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, you will get a chance to enter the Panwu Hill."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was thrown into an uproar!