In their minds, the person who drew the sword should be Ye Guchen, who was ranked first on the Barren Sky Saint Ranking.
Although not everyone had seen Ye Guchen's appearance before, they had heard of him.
He wore a black robe and carried the blood-stained Imperial Slayer Sword on his back. His temperament was cold and arrogant, like a lone wolf.
However, the white-robed figure who walked in the air with his hands behind his back did not match the rumored Ye Guchen at all.
Jun Xiaoyao's white robe fluttered in the wind. His temperament was like an immortal, and there was a hint of nonchalance on his handsome face.
In his opinion, it was extremely normal for him to kill a Hui at the Sage Stage Paramount Stage so casually. He did not feel proud at all.
"He's so handsome …"
Some female sky-prides saw Jun Xiaoyao and exclaimed subconsciously. Their beautiful eyes were filled with shock and amazement.
They were shocked because of Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation.
They were amazed because of his appearance and his carefree temperament.
Even if all the sky-prides from Emperor Road joined forces, they could not defeat the Hui. However, this white-robed man killed it with a single move.
This made many people's eyes tremble.
There was only one person present who seemed to have stopped breathing and felt like his scalp was about to explode.
"Jun Xiaoyao … Jun Xiaoyao …"
Golden-winged Roc's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His teeth were chattering. Due to the extreme shock, his mind went blank for a moment.
Was this not the figure that often appeared in his inner demons?
"How is this possible? You entered such a dangerous place. How are you still alive …?" Golden-winged Roc could not believe it.
His exclamation was heard by the other sky-prides.
At first, they were stunned. Then, they suddenly felt that this name sounded familiar.
"Jun Xiaoyao … Could it be … the Son Of God of the Jun Family!" Kong Xuan's beautiful eyes were also shocked.
She had never seen Jun Xiaoyao before.
However, almost all living beings in the Huangtian Mystic Realm had heard of Jun Xiaoyao's name.
Not only the Huangtian Mystic Realm, but the sky-prides from other Ancient Star Domains also came to their senses.
"He is Jun Xiaoyao?" Marquis Jiang Churning and Marquis Naohai's eyes narrowed.
Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was not good news for them.
Because it might overshadow the glory of the Third Prince of the Sea.
As for Su Biyu, she was also shocked.
What made her even more upset was the fact that Mu Yuehan, whom she viewed as a thorn in her side, walked to Jun Xiaoyao's side.
There was no doubt that Jun Xiaoyao was the one who said that he wanted to use the Gengjin Spirit Stone as a crafting material.
A cold glint flashed across the Seventh Metal Stone Spirit's eyes. At the same time, there was fear.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao was able to kill Hou, who was at the level of a Saint at Great Perfection, with a single strike of his sword.
However, the Geng Metal Rock Spirit was not too afraid. Its body was made of divine metal, which made it invulnerable to swords and spears.
It would not be easy for Jun Xiaoyao to deal with him.
Looking, Jun's, Was, Ye, was, Was Jun
He was used to being the center of attention wherever he went.
Mu Yuehan felt even more proud of herself.
"Damn it, son of a b * tch …" Golden-winged Roc's body trembled. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He even cursed.
He instinctively flapped his wings and wanted to escape.
When he met Jun Xiaoyao at the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake, he also ran away. He didn't even have the will to fight.
But now, he finally arrived at the Kunpeng Nest.
He felt like he was about to fly.
And then he met this jinx again.
"I must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to have messed with Jun Xiaoyao." The Golden-Winged Little Roc King looked terrible, and he was about to cry.
"It's Golden-winged Roc. Long time no see. How are you?"
Jun Xiaoyao glanced around and saw Golden-winged Roc, an old acquaintance.
To be honest, Jun Xiaoyao missed seeing an old acquaintance from the Huangtian Mystic Realm on the long Emperor's Road.
"So it's the Son Of God …" Golden-winged Roc squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Golden-winged Roc was too difficult!
"You're the rumored number one of the younger generation in the Huangtian Mystic Realm, the Son Of God of the Jun family. I didn't expect you to be a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship." The Void Swordsman narrowed his eyes.
For some reason, he always felt that there was something about Jun Xiaoyao that attracted him.
It was like a power of the same origin.
Jun Xiaoyao also noticed the Void Swordsman.
After blocking it, a dark light flashed in his eyes.
"This feeling, could it be … the Space Book?"
Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit perception was much stronger than that of the Void Swordsman.
So he also keenly felt that the Space Book was fluctuating on the Void Swordsman.
"Here comes the leek." Jun Xiaoyao laughed from the bottom of his heart.
He said, "The Son Of God is not a swordsman. It's just a pastime."
"How dare you insult swordsmanship!"
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's casual words, the Void Swordsman's eyes sharpened.
To be able to display such a terrifying sword move, Jun Xiaoyao actually said that swordsmanship was a pastime.
What was this if not an insult?
"You're in a hurry?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyes indifferently.
"You insult swordsmanship. You don't deserve to use swordsmanship!" the Void Swordsman said coldly.
"Ha …" Jun Xiaoyao laughed.
"The Son Of God just has to use another sword."
As soon as Jun Xiaoyao's voice fell, a divine chain of order rushed out from between his eyebrows and immediately turned into a small golden sword with a monstrous aura.
It was the Primitive Emperor Sword!
Feeling the terrifying power of the Primitive Emperor Sword, the Void Swordsman's expression finally changed.
"Sword Technique of the Void!"
He swung his sword, and the void exploded. Sword Qi swept out together with a spatial storm.
However …
In front of the Primitive Emperor Sword, everything was destroyed!
The Sword Qi exploded, and the Primitive Emperor Sword went straight for the Void Swordsman, piercing through his forehead.
"Jun Xiaoyao, just you wait. If you have the guts, come to the 12th stage of the Emperor Road. I won't let you go!"
The Void Swordsman's spiritual body shouted angrily and exploded into specks of light.
The Void Swordsman's spiritual body was destroyed!
Seeing this scene, many of the Emperor Road's sky-prides felt a chill run down their spines.
First, he killed the Hou with a single sword move. Now, he killed the Void Swordsman.
Although the Void Swordsman was only a spiritual body, he was still stronger than many of the Quasi-Saint sky-prides.
"No wonder he's the number one of the younger generation in the Huangtian Mystic Realm. The rumors are true."
"Maybe it won't be long before we see the name of the Jun Family's Son Of God on the Huangtian Saint Ranking."
"In the past, the Son Of God of the Jun Family was Ye Guchen, Lord Grim, and the others. Now we know that the Jun Family's Son Of God is the real Son Of God!" Some of the female sky-prides were so excited that their eyes sparkled.
On the other hand, Su Biyu, Kong Xuan, and the others did not look happy.
Yu Fuzi had forcibly suppressed Jun Xiaoyao's mount, the Nine-Headed Lion. There was bound to be friction in the future.
On the other hand, Su Biyu had a grudge against Mu Yuehan. The Gengjin Rock Spirit had almost attacked Jun Xiaoyao before.
Su Biyu felt a chill run down her spine when she thought of this.
Jun Xiaoyao did not care about the Gengjin Rock Spirit and the others. They could be killed at any time.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand again. Using his fingers as a sword, he performed the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer and slashed down.
In an instant, the entire ocean seemed to have been split in half by this sword!
At the bottom of the sea, there was a dazzling golden lair within it!
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