What An Old Cheater, Killing Lan Qingya With One Palm
Jun Xiaoyao didn't shy away from the subject. Instead, he blurted it out.
The words stunned all the cultivators present, who then sighed to themselves.
As expected of the divine child of the Jun family, he actually dared to call the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong a loach.
Long Haotian wasn't deaf, so he obviously heard what Jun Xiaoyao said.
His eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a cold light.
The purpose of his visit this time was to disgust the Jun family. He wanted to trample the divine child of the Jun family beneath his feet at the Ten Years Old Banquet of the divine child of the Jun family and bring glory to the Lair of Zulong.
After all, the reputation of the Lair of Zulong had never been very good before.
The incident of Jun Wuhui tearing apart the Destined Supreme of the Lair of Zulong while in the Saint Stage made the Lair of Zulong a laughingstock in the Huangtian Mystic Realm.
Although no one dared to talk about it in front of the members of the Lair of Zulong, everyone secretly mocked them.
As such, Long Haotian also wanted to get his revenge by trampling Jun Wuhui's descendants beneath his feet.
Furthermore, Long Haotian was confident in himself.
He had absorbed a piece of Dragon Essence. Although he had yet to fully absorb it, it was enough for him to stand at the pinnacle of the younger generation.
Aside from a few supreme geniuses, he feared no one.
Under Jun Zhantian's acquiescence, the gate guards of the Jun family didn't stop Long Haotian and the others from entering.
Aside from Long Haotian, there were also some young geniuses of the Far ancient imperial family who followed along.
Although the Far ancient royal family was slightly weaker than the Far ancient royal family, they were still a top force.
Unlike Long Haotian, these beings of the Far ancient imperial family were still feeling rather uneasy.
After all, the Jun family was one of the most famous and prosperous families of the Ancients.
Their actions were tantamount to provocation. It would've been strange if they didn't feel guilty about it.
However, with Long Haotian standing in front of them, the beings of the Far ancient imperial family still managed to calm themselves down.
If the sky were to collapse, there would be someone to hold it up. What were they afraid of?
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Long Haotian and the others.
Suddenly, he discovered a somewhat familiar figure.
A charming woman wearing a blue dress followed behind Long Haotian. Her eyes were filled with resentment as she stared at Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong.
"It's her?"
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly.
He saw a figure he thought he would never see again.
"It's you, Lan Qingya. What's going on?"
On the other side, Jun Zhangjian's eyes swept across the room. He was slightly stunned and couldn't help but shout.
Didn't he expel Lan Qingya from the Jun family? Why was she standing next to Long Haotian now?
Hearing Jun Zhangjian's reprimand, the corner of Long Haotian's mouth suddenly curled into a playful smirk.
He raised Lan Qingya's chin right before Jun Zhangjian and said provocatively, "What are you talking about? She's my slave now, right?"
"Yes, I am. I'm His Highness's maid," Lan Qingya answered obediently.
"You b * tch!" Jun Zhangjian's black hair fluttered in the wind. His expression was cold, and his eyes flickered with murderous intent.
He only drove Lan Qingya away because of their past friendship. He didn't make things difficult for her.
Now, Lan Qingya was leading the people from the Lair of Zulong here.
One had to know that she used to be Jun Zhangjian's follower.
What would the senior members of the Jun family think of him after what happened?
Coupled with the fact that Long Haotian made use of Lan Qingya to humiliate the Jun Family's sequence.
Where could he put his pride?
Jun Zhangjian's heart sank at that thought.
From the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see that the expressions of several elders of the Jun family were rather sullen.
It was not appropriate for the older generation to intervene in a contest between the younger generation, as it would damage their reputation.
"Damn it. If I don't handle this matter properly, I might not even be able to keep my position as a sequence." Jun Zhangjian clenched his fist.
Just when Jun Zhangjian's expression was changing, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward and said casually.
"I never thought that the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong would have such a hobby."
"Hobby?" Long Haotian frowned and looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
This unbelievably handsome young man was his target for stepping on today.
"I didn't expect you to have a hobby of picking up broken shoes."
"You're willing to accept someone whom the Sequence of the Jun family doesn't want? You sure are experienced at picking up the spoils."
Jun Xiaoyao spoke casually.
Upon hearing that, however, Long Haotian's eyes widened and his face immediately turned green. His expression became extremely ugly.
Was he implying that he, Long Haotian, was picking up garbage that others didn't want?
Lan Qingya's face was as pale as paper. She was so angry that her fingers were trembling.
No woman was willing to be called a broken shoe by others.
Jun Xiaoyao turned the situation around with a few simple words.
Long Haotian was supposed to humiliate the Jun Family's sequences, but he was now being mocked instead.
Although many people from various forces around them didn't dare to openly mock Long Haotian, their eyes were filled with mockery and disdain.
"Divine Child…" Jun Zhangjian was shocked.
Jun Xiaoyao was helping him out.
At that thought, Jun Zhangjian looked at Jun Xiaoyao with faint gratitude.
Jun Xiaoyao's words resolved his embarrassment and crisis.
"We're all family. There's no need to say anything unnecessary," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.
Jun Zhangjian nodded heavily, but he made up his mind.
Jun Xiaoyao deserved his allegiance!
'The divine child is truly unfathomable. He resolved Jun Zhangjian's predicament with just a few words…' Jun Xuehuang muttered to herself.
Jun Xiaoyao's improvisation on the spot didn't seem like something a ten-year-old should have.
"Wow, I see another side of Xiaoyao…" Jiang Luoli exclaimed.
Not only did Jun Xiaoyao look like a deity, but he was also extremely powerful. His EQ and wisdom were also outstanding.
With just a few words, the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong was rendered speechless and humiliated.
"Hmph, does Jun Wuhui's descendant only know how to argue? That would be rather disappointing." Long Haotian's expression was as gloomy as water.
"That's right. Isn't it just the Sacred Body of the Ancients? Do you really think you're invincible? You're nothing compared to the Dragon Child," Lan Qingya said bitterly.
With Long Haotian behind her back, she was bold enough to speak.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold as he said, "You're just a loner. How dare you talk so much?"
In his eyes, Lan Qingya was already a dead person. The only difference was whether she died sooner or later.
Since Lan Qingya was so eager to be reincarnated, Jun Xiaoyao could only grant her wish.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand. Boundless golden Divine Energy surged and transformed into a giant palm that headed straight for Lan Qingya.
This sudden move surprised everyone.
"How dare you attack me right in front of me? How preposterous!" Long Haotian's eyes immediately widened like golden dragon eyes.
He was about to intervene and protect Lan Qingya.
"No one can stop me from killing people!" Jun Xiaoyao's voice was as cold as that of a deity.
He raised his other hand and unleashed tens of thousands of weapons. It was the Torrent of the Weapons!
The torrent of Divine Soldiers poured towards Long Haotian, causing his expression to change abruptly.
Jun Xiaoyao's strength had exceeded his expectations.
Boom!
Long Haotian's figure abruptly retreated before the eyes of many forces from all directions. His arms were trembling violently as a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.
At that moment, the golden palm of magical power was already pressing down on Lan Qingya's head.
"No… Sir Dragon Child, save me!"
Lan Qingya's face was as pale as paper. Extreme horror was seen in her beautiful eyes as she let out a shrill scream.
As the golden palm crashed down, the screaming came to an abrupt stop!