was the pride of the heavens on Mount Qingtian, was now slapped to death by Jun Xiaoyao."Jun Xiaoyao, take revenge for my sister!" Peng Fei was furious, his eyes bloodshot, as he launched a furious a..."Young Master Yun, you!"

A piercing cold light flashed in Elder Yin's eyes.

Their Yin family has already retreated, becoming like turtles hiding their heads.

Jun Xiaoyao was actually so ruthless, eliminating the Tianjiao of his Yin family.

This is simply a complete disregard for the Yin family's face.

However, what qualifications does the Yin family have to ask Jun Xiaoyao to give them face

"Do you have any opinions"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold and distant as he glanced at Elder Yin.

In an instant.

Mr. Yin felt a bone-chilling coldness.

As if being watched by the Grim Reaper, there was an indescribable sense of crisis.

"How could that be"

Elder Yin was beyond disbelief.

Just a mere junior, how could he possibly make this quasi-emperor feel a sense of crisis

"That's right, he is the young master of the Yun Clan. He must have a protective treasure bestowed by the Yun Clan Emperor, capable of posing a threat to an emperor."

Yin's elderly patriarch could only console himself in this way.

But obviously, he couldn't do anything to Jun Xiaoyao.

It's not just him.

Even if I were to go back and report it to the Yin family.

The Yin family was still unable to overcome this.

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