Chapter 337: Riding alone against a thousand, suppressing all the chosen talents, Lang Huan appears

This Long Kun, although not comparable to that one of the Ten Little Kings who is also of the Corpse Dragon Clan, is actually not much weaker.

Yet, as a chosen talent of the Corpse Dragon Clan, he is willing to become Lang Huan's Saint Guard.

It is evident how much Long Kun admires Lang Huan.

"Another dragon..." Within Jun Xiaoyao narrows his eyes slightly.

He wonders if he is naturally at odds with the dragon race.

In the Immortal Realm, the Ancestral Dragon Nest opposed him, and now in the Burial Earth, he has encountered the Corpse Dragon Clan.

"Kid, I warn you, don't get cocky just because you have some strength; the Ninth Princess is not someone you can profane!" Coldness surges in Long Kun's eyes.

At the same time, there is a trace of deep-seated jealousy.

If he also had Within Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, perhaps he could have moved Lang Huan's heart.

In the end, only ugly people become sycophants.

Those who are handsome or beautiful only need to wait for others to fawn over them.

So Long Kun is jealous; he absolutely does not want Lang Huan to see this pretty boy.

"I hate mud loaches the most, but I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my door." Within Jun Xiaoyao's tone carries coldness.

The next moment, he throws a punch directly, suppressing Long Kun.

"Presumptuous!"

Long Kun lets out an angry shout.

As a chosen talent of the Corpse Dragon Clan, that someone would dare to actively provoke him is simply courting death.

"This kid probably doesn't know the power of the Corpse Dragon Clan, to actually dare to initiate a physical brawl?"

Watching Within Jun Xiaoyao strike out with that punch, sounds of surprise arise all around.

Long Kun also raises his fist to collide with Within Jun Xiaoyao.

But the result is...

Crack, crack, crack!

A series of bone-shattering sounds rings out; Within Jun Xiaoyao's punch, without any obstruction, shatters half of Long Kun's body, with broken bones splattering across the sky!

The eyes of the living beings present nearly pop out!

The physical strength of the Corpse Dragon Clan is famous throughout the Myriad Eras Burial Earth.

Except for that Ancient Hegemon Body in the Underworld Palace, who would dare to face the Corpse Dragon Clan with physical strength?

And most importantly, Within Jun Xiaoyao has now crushed Long Kun with a posture of absolute suppression.

This is simply unbelievable!

"This... how is this possible?" Qin Xianer's small mouth cannot help but open slightly, somewhat dazed.

Even she, when facing Long Kun, could not gain the slightest advantage, let alone engage in a physical brawl.

To what extent has this young man's physical body reached?

"You... who exactly are you?" Long Kun's face is filled with horror, half his body cracked and shattered, his pupils filled with terror.

He did not expect that he would also encounter an iron plate one day.

Within Jun Xiaoyao ignores him and covers him with another palm.

Long Kun's hair stands on end, as if falling into an ice cellar, feeling a breath of death.

He retreats in a hurry, while shouting out, "I am a member of the Corpse Dragon Clan, do you really have the guts to kill me!?"

Within Jun Xiaoyao ignores him, and the palm print falls with a boom.

Qin Xianer opens her small mouth, just about to speak to stop him, when she hears a bang.

Long Kun has already been smashed into a meat patty by Within Jun Xiaoyao.

All the living beings in the arena have dull faces.

A chosen talent of the Corpse Dragon Clan, killed just like that!

Is this handsome young master too damn fierce?

Those living beings who arrived with Within Jun Xiaoyao at the beginning tremble all over, secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

They probably never imagined that this young master who accompanied them would be fierce to this extent.

"Is there anyone else who wants to come up?" Within Jun Xiaoyao looks around.

Some Burial Earth chosen talents nearby have uncertain expressions.

They cannot see through Within Jun Xiaoyao's background at all.

However, the moment they think of Within Jun Xiaoyao wanting to take Lang Huan as a maid, anger surges in their hearts.

Why should their goddess be slandered like this?

"Everyone attack together, I don't believe he can deal with all of us alone!"

"Exactly, the Ninth Princess must not be slandered!"

"Cannot let the Ninth Princess see this kid!"

The surrounding Burial Earth chosen talents are all filled with righteous indignation.

To put it bluntly, they just don't want Lang Huan to see Within Jun Xiaoyao.

If they meet, that would be terrible; perhaps he could really gain Lang Huan's favor.

This is something this group of sycophants absolutely does not want to see.

"So sycophants really must die?"

Within Jun Xiaoyao looks at this group of Burial Earth chosen talents who are courting death for Lang Huan, and shakes his head slightly.

Self-inflicted, cannot live!

"Don't be a dog in your next life, be a human."

Within Jun Xiaoyao pushes out with one palm, and a whole group of chosen talents are crushed into meat patties.

Severed limbs and arms splatter across the sky; many Burial Earth chosen talents let out miserable screams and die on the spot.

Even Qin Xianer has a dull face, unable to speak.

So much for the Saint Guard selection; now it is Within Jun Xiaoyao slaughtering everyone alone!

Is there any need for selection? There is no need to compare at all.

Within Jun Xiaoyao alone is enough, riding alone against a thousand!

"This person, could it be..."

Qin Xianer's beautiful eyes flash; she is not stupid, and immediately associates him with that Jun Clan chosen talent who has been in the spotlight the most recently.

However, what makes Qin Xianer doubt is that he is an outsider chosen talent.

And the handsome young master before her is rolling with death energy, a standard Burial Earth living being.

But if judged by the standards of selecting Saint Guards, Within Jun Xiaoyao is indeed qualified.

Not only qualified, but far exceeding the standard.

Qin Xianer even thinks that if Within Jun Xiaoyao participated in the Ten Kings Feast, he would be enough to compete with the other few kings.

"You are qualified, you can become the Princess's Saint Guard." Qin Xianer says.

Although Qin Xianer does not want such a handsome young master to approach Lang Huan.

But since this is Lang Huan's order, Qin Xianer will strictly abide by it and will absolutely not delay Lang Huan's affairs because of her own selfishness.

"Did you not understand what I just said?"

Hearing Qin Xianer's words, Within Jun Xiaoyao stands with his hands behind his back, his expression faint.

He is here to take a maid, not to be a bodyguard for others.

"Young master, it is better to stop while you are ahead; otherwise, offending the Ninth Princess will not result in any good fruit."

On the side, a young man with horns on his head advises.

They all think that Within Jun Xiaoyao is arrogant and is probably saying such things just to show off.

Within Jun Xiaoyao says nothing.

Qin Xianer cannot help but feel a surge of anger in her heart.

You are very handsome, and your strength is very strong.

But so what? In her mind, Lang Huan is an existence that cannot be profaned.

Just as Qin Xianer is about to take action herself, a pleasant and seductive, soft voice suddenly comes from the deep palace in the distance.

"Giggle, I didn't expect that there would be such a handsome little milk dog appearing to participate in the Saint Guard selection."

"Little milk dog?"

Within Jun Xiaoyao raises an eyebrow.

Is this an insult?

As the voice comes out, a figure in a purple dress suddenly appears in the void.

Purple hair like a waterfall, draped straight to her buttocks; as the skirt sways, it reveals a pair of ivory-like, slender, and crystal-clear beautiful legs, enough to rival Princess Long Ji's legs.

The woman's appearance is stunning, with curved eyebrows, star-like eyes like gemstones, and red lips like cinnabar.

Her slender waist is exposed, adding a touch of allure to the woman.

The woman who appears is none other than Lang Huan.

At this moment, her gaze is locked onto Within Jun Xiaoyao, and her beautiful pupils bloom with enchanting light.

This handsome little milk dog is exactly to her taste!

It makes her wish she could ride him and pamper him fiercely!