"Your Highness, this is my junior brother …" The smile on Jin Yaotian's face froze, but he quickly recovered. Smiling as he explained, but before he finished, the young man hooted:
"You trash, you actually dared to call me a dog …"
Yan Lu and the rest all had icy expressions, emitting killing intent.
"You're courting death!" Ling'er frowned and let out a cold shout. Her delicate body flashed and turned into a blurry shadow that rushed towards the youth.
"Please show mercy!" Jin Yaotian's expression changed, and a serious look surfaced on his face. With a shout, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of the youth to block the attack.
"Pa!"
A crisp slap sounded. Jin Yaotian's expression changed, and only now did he see the "young lady" in front of him slowly become light. It was actually an afterimage.
When he turned around, he saw that the young man had been sent flying. Blood mixed in with teeth as he spat out.
"Has the girl passed?" Jin Yaotian's face darkened, he turned around to see that Ling'er had returned to his original place at an unknown time, the smile on his face had already disappeared, this was smacking his face, and it was smacking him hard.
"What is it? Since your dog isn't tied properly, I will discipline it for you. If you don't appreciate my help, do you think you can still make a move?
If you want to fight, then do it, let me ask you how strong the strongest person in Golden Xuan Pavilion's younger generation is! " Ling'er shot a glance at Jin Yaotian, his expression did not mince at all, and spoke with a rather intrepid tone.
Ling Yun's face was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. Although the two of them had already made up their minds, there were still a number of people who did not lose out to Ling'er.
Jin Yaotian's expression changed. The young girl's aura was obscure in front of him, and he could not see through her at all.
Although it could be a secret treasure to conceal his aura, he had a deep understanding of that astonishing speed just now. He couldn't even find his real body.
If they were to fight, even if the other party's cultivation was inferior to his, just by relying on his speed, he would be utterly defeated.
With a darkened face, Jin Yaotian gave a cold snort, "There will be a long time in the future, and in the future, I, Jin, will definitely personally teach this lady some tricks.
"Damn, you're so stubborn!" Ling'er scoffed.
However, Jin Yaotian's face was gloomy, and he no longer bothered with them.
Seeing Jin Yaotian being humiliated, the surrounding people all looked at Ling'er and started to discuss softly.
"Who is this girl?" actually caused Jin Yaotian, the number one person in the young generation of Golden Xuan Pavilion, to become so afraid that he did not dare to act rashly. "
"I don't know. I thought it was just a vase, but I didn't expect it to be this powerful."
"His Highness the Crown Prince's luck is really good. Our luck with women is quite good …"
This was just a small interlude, and very quickly, everyone looked at the empty space left behind. Ling Yun and the violet-robed youth were in a confrontation, and the atmosphere was tense.
"I will make you regret offending the I Lord." violet-robed youth thought in his heart, his face was gloomy and cold, he laughed sinisterly as he clenched his fist tightly, a faint golden aura gathering and gathering on his fist, shining resplendently with a golden light, as though his fist was made of gold.
"His Highness the Crown Prince, let's begin!" violet-robed youth laughed coldly, he had already raised his fist, releasing the Qi undulations, which released a dangerous Qi.
As his voice fell, he did not wait for Ling Yun to make a move, and suddenly stomped on the ground, leaving behind a footprint. His body shot towards Ling Yun like a cannonball, and his light golden fist exploded out, producing a sonic boom.
Now that he had broken off all decorum, he naturally wouldn't say anymore and immediately attacked viciously.
If this fierce punch was carried out, even a piece of the Hundred Refinement Steel would be caved in, let alone a mortal body.