Jun Xiaoyao paused and looked at He Yan calmly.

There was no trace of anger on his face.

Jun Xiaoyao's vision and structure have already transcended the ordinary world.

The cries of ordinary people sounded as small as mosquitoes to his ears.

He just found it boring.

In He Yan's opinion, Jun Xiaoyao's pause was a symbol of fear.

He Yan was even more certain that Jun Xiaoyao must have no background.

"Why, you know you're afraid. How can you offend a young lady from the ancient Jiang clan?"

"As for me, the ancient He clan, you can't afford to offend me!"

He Yan had a hint of cold arrogance at the corner of his mouth.

He enjoyed the pleasure of showing off in front of Jiang Caiwei.

"The ancient He clan..."

Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Yun Mo had said before that he didn't have to worry about any forces in Jiehai.

In this case, Jun Xiaoyao just did some experiments.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao had a thought in his mind.

Before He Yan could react, he slapped him with a palm.

The divine light is overwhelming, covering the sky and the earth.

Jun Xiaoyao is as quiet as a virgin, but when he moves his hands, he is like the God of War coming to the world, with vast energy.

Poof!

Before He Yan could react.

Jun Xiaoyao's big hand of law has completely covered him.

This is like a collapse of the sky.

He Yan realized it later, but he was still shot into a ball of meat in an instant.

Dead silence...

The entire city and many monks have not even reacted at this moment.

They were just eating melons and watching a show, thinking about how Jun Xiaoyao should face He Yan's difficulties.

As a result, the next moment, He Yan was slapped to death.

This 360-degree change made everyone's minds go blank for a moment and they never came back to their senses.

Even He Yan's followers and servants had a blank mind.

Then his mind was shaken and he shouted to Jun Xiaoyao in a trembling voice.

"You...you actually killed Mr. He Yan!"

"kill!"

These followers and servants all took action.

He Yan died, and they could not escape their responsibility.

However, Jun Xiaoyao also sent him with one palm.

The palm of the law is like the hand of a god, and every palm line is clearly visible.

Like a five-fingered mountain, it pressed against that group of people.

Poof!

It was still one palm that ended everything.

Crisp, neat, and not sloppy at all.

In all directions, countless monks were speechless and their minds were blank.

"This...is this too strong?"

"Then He Yan, although he is not the top genius, he is still at the supreme level, and he has fallen like this?"

"Where did the young man in white come from? Is he really the descendant of Xue Zang of an ancient clan?"

Before, Jun Xiaoyao attracted attention from all sides just because of his extraordinary appearance and extraordinary temperament.

But now, everyone is really shocked by Jun Xiaoyao's strength.

Countless eyes fell on Jun Xiaoyao, wanting to find out his details.

But what kind of existence is Jun Xiaoyao? If he is not willing, even the emperor will have difficulty in thoroughly exploring his depth.

And the more this happens, the more mysterious Jun Xiaoyao becomes.

Some beautiful female cultivators could not help but drool at the corners of their mouths.

Such a handsome, innocent and mysterious young man is really very attractive to them.

Jun Xiaoyao turned his eyes to Jiang Caiwei.

At this moment, Jiang Caiwei was stunned.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear.

The man in front of me seemed to be gentle, elegant and extremely handsome.

He actually casually killed He Yan and his party with an indifferent expression on his face.

Without blinking an eye.

This feeling is like a scholar who casually wields a knife to kill people.

Gives a huge contrast.

He obviously had a fascinating face, but his attacks were so decisive, leaving no chance of survival.

"You...you killed He Yan...the ancient He clan will not let you go." Jiang Caiwei said with a trembling tone and a pale face.

"It doesn't matter." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

His purpose was to test how much prestige and intimidation power the Yun Imperial Clan had in the boundary sea.

Then, he glanced at Jiang Caiwei with a faint look.

Jiang Caiwei broke into cold sweat all over her body and her hair stood on end.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was no longer a pretty and delicious young man in her eyes.

And more like a cold-blooded king!

Just when Jiang Caiwei's mind was about to collapse.

A faint voice suddenly came.

"This brother can kill the genius of the ancient He clan with ease. His strength is truly extraordinary."

"It's just that he looks very unfamiliar. Don't you know your brother's name?"

Jun Xiaoyao turned his gaze.

It was discovered that it was a man holding a folding fan, who looked like a secular scholar.

He was wearing a Confucian shirt and looked very bookish.

What made Jun Xiaoyao slightly surprised was that he felt a very strange aura on this man.

Jun Xiaoyao had never been exposed to that kind of aura before.

It gives people the feeling of vastness, depth, grandeur and uprightness.

This actually made Jun Xiaoyao a little interested.

When some of the monks around him saw this man, they were all surprised.

"It's actually Song Daosheng, the genius of Jixia Academy, and he's here too!"

"It's really Song Daosheng. He is a well-known genius in Jixia Academy today. I didn't expect that he also came here specifically for the Conferring God Monument."

Obviously, this young man named Song Daosheng is quite famous in Jiehai.

Not to mention the kind of existence that is so famous.

But it is definitely not borrowed from unknown people.

"Jixia Academy..."

Hearing the comments from the people around him, Jun Xiaoyao murmured in his heart.

Before, Yun Mo was introducing him to the power structure in Jie Hai.
To be continued...