It Was Just A Clone. Two Saints Switched. The King Of The Dragon Kingdom Dies!
Although Jun Xiaoyao had overpowered Yang Pan when he attacked earlier, his powerful aura was still intimidating.
It could be said that even the geniuses of ordinary immortal forces could never beat Yang Pan.
Now, however, Jun Xiaoyao was saying that Yang Pan was only a clone. That was rather terrifying.
If even his doppelgangers had such power, how powerful was Yang Pan himself?
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very calm.
He knew from the first moment he laid eyes on Yang Pan that he was only a clone.
However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about that.
Whether it was his original body or his clones, they were all the same to him. He could easily suppress them.
At most, it would only take a few more moves to suppress the main body.
In the distance, Yang Pan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, his expression extremely gloomy.
He said coldly, "There is no need for me to make a move yet. I just didn't expect to meet you here."
Yang Pan was boiling with rage.
He was indeed only a clone while Yang Pan's real body was still in the Panwu Celestial Dynasty.
However, in Yang Pan's opinion, even if it was just a doppelganger, it would still be more than enough to bring the Ancient Kingdom of the Four Symbols under his control. He didn't need to personally take action.
Who would've thought that Jun Xiaoyao would be standing behind the Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix?
This huge variable hindered Yang Pan's plan.
Yang Pan took a deep breath and then said coldly, "Jun Xiaoyao, since you know that I'm only a clone, then you should know how powerful I can be."
"If you stop now, there is still room for you to stay."
Yang Pan knew that it was impossible for his doppelganger to defeat Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only use his true self to suppress him.
"I don't care if you're the main body or the clone. It doesn't matter to me. I'll just crush you with one palm," Jun Xiaoyao said with a calm expression.
"You…" Yang Pan raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"As expected of the divine child…" Bai Yu'er and the others were filled with admiration.
How many people in the Huangtian Mystic Realm would dare to look down on the Divine Dynasty's champion, the Marquis?
"Very well, Jun Xiaoyao. You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit," Yang Pan said.
Four pitch-black figures appeared around him, exuding a suffocating and majestic aura.
"It's those four saints…" Fear was seen in the eyes of the king of White Tiger and the king of Black Tortoise.
If it weren't for the four saints, the two kingdoms wouldn't have been defeated so easily.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them and shook his head slightly. "Four puppets that are on par with Saints. You're pretty lucky, Yang Pan."
"What? Those are puppets?" The two kings, White Tiger and Black Tortoise, were both astonished.
"So what if you're puppets? I'm more than enough to take you down," Yang Pan sneered.
He had no intention of killing Jun Xiaoyao.
If he were to kill Jun Xiaoyao with his own strength, even the Jun family wouldn't be able to find any evidence against him.
After all, it was normal for the younger generation to fight to the death.
However, if Yang Pan were to kill Jun Xiaoyao using the puppet of the saints, the Jun family would definitely be furious.
Even the Panwu Celestial Dynasty behind him couldn't protect him.
Although Yang Pan was arrogant and reckless, he was not stupid.
He only needed to use the puppet of the saints to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and the others.
He would then attack the imperial capital of the Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix and retrieve the compass.
"Jun Xiaoyao, as long as I can suppress you with the puppet of the Saint, the Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix will still be mine. That item and this Bai Yu'er will both be mine."
Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu'er with a fiery and sinister look in his eyes.
Bai Yu'er was indeed very beautiful, enchanting and charming. Even Yang Pan was a little tempted by her beauty.
He had a habit of collecting beautiful women, and Bai Yu'er was a treasure that he had to find.
"In your dreams! How could you compare to a single finger of the divine child?" Bai Yu'er berated him coldly, her eyes filled with disgust.
Although Yang Pan was no weakling, his appearance, character, and temperament were nothing compared to Jun Xiaoyao.
One was a deity from the heavens.
One was a commoner.
How could these two be compared?
"B * tch, I'd like to see if you'd still say that when you submit to me!" Yang Pan scolded.
The four puppets unleashed their auras at the same time, preparing to attack.
At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept across the kings.
"Are you still going to follow that Yang Pan?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made both the king of the Kingdom of White Tiger and the king of the Kingdom of Black Tortoise's expressions change before their eyes changed.
To be honest, Yang Pan was temperamental and even called them garbage.
Instead of being bullied by the champion's husband, it was better to submit to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's status was higher than that of the Marquis of Champions.
Under such considerations, the two kings didn't hesitate at all. With a flash, they switched sides and said, "We are willing to submit to the divine child of the Jun family!"
"You…" Yang Pan's eyes burned with cold flames.
The king's expression was tense. He didn't choose to side with Jun Xiaoyao.
That was because Xiao Chen had a grudge against Jun Xiaoyao to begin with.
The Ancient Kingdom of Dragon was the leader of the war.
The Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix wouldn't let the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon off so easily.
More importantly, the king wanted to become the king of the Ancient Kingdom of Four Symbols.
Only Yang Pan could fulfill his ambition.
As such, the king was determined to suck up to Yang Pan.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't seem to care at all when he saw how indifferent the king was.
He still wanted to mess with Xiao Chen in the future. Taking his father as his subordinate was obviously not a wise move.
"Hmph, do you two want to be destroyed?" Yang Pan said coldly.
The two king's expressions were rather unnatural.
Jun Xiaoyao said faintly, "Who would dare to destroy their kingdom with me around?"
"Don't get cocky, Jun Xiaoyao. I have the king of the Blue Dragon Kingdom and five saints with me. I can still take you down!"
Under Yang Pan's command, the king of the Blue Dragon Kingdom led four puppets of the saints to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
The three kings, the Vermilion Bird, the White Tiger, and the Black Tortoise, were also preparing to face the enemy.
At that moment, however, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and chuckled. "Not for now. Just watch the show."
"Watching a show?" The three kings stood where they were, stunned.
At that moment, the sound of a zither was heard in the distance. It transformed into a thousand feet long blade that flew across the sky.
The terrifying sound of the zither even shredded space itself, leaving a pitch-black fissure in its wake.
"Guardian!" Yang Pan's expression suddenly changed.
He came here as a doppelganger, so he didn't have a Dao Protector with him.
However, he never thought that Jun Xiaoyao would have a protector hiding behind him.
Judging from the power of the attack, it was definitely not something that ordinary saints could compare with.
"Damn it!"
The king's eyes were filled with unprecedented shock.
Even a saint like him felt a chill run down his spine at the sound of the zither.
"Heavenly Dragon Emperor Fist!"
The king of the Kingdom of Dragon let out a low roar as he unleashed his full power at the Saint Stage. The phantom of an azure dragon was blasted out along with his fist, shaking the sky!
However…
Pfft!
With a slash of his blade, his head fell to the ground!
The king of the Kingdom of Dragon had died!