"How dare you! Stop!"
The Temple Master was the first to react. Seeing Yang Qingxuan approach Yuan San with a single step, he hurriedly shouted.
If Yuan San was injured here, he would not be able to escape from a serious punishment.
The two Seven Star World King protectors immediately flashed out from behind and attacked Yang Qingxuan from the left and right.
The person on the left held a sword in his right hand and formed a seal with his left hand. The sword moved in the air and a powerful sword energy rippled out, chopping down without holding back.
The person on the right raised his hand and held a seal, fiercely smashing down.
Both of them were Seven Star World Kings. Under their joint efforts, they completely blocked Yang Qingxuan, wanting to kill him in one move.
Yang Qingxuan grabbed with both hands and a powerful energy spread out, turning into a nebula vortex that completely absorbed the power of the two and dissipated.
"What?!"
The two were shocked and instantly realized that something was wrong. They said in horror, "Your cultivation …"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Before the two could react, they both felt a sharp pain in their chests. The nebula directly pressed down on their bodies, shattering their internal organs and ribs.
Yang Qingxuan coldly said, "Accomplices to the evildoer. Keeping you two is just adding two more pieces of trash."
Before the two could react, there was a loud bang and they were crushed by the power of the nebula. They exploded into countless pieces of flesh and broken bones, floating above the hall.
"Ah!"
The hundreds of people in the hall were all dumbfounded.
The Temple Master sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly waved his palm, fiercely slapping over to suppress Yang Qingxuan's ferocity. At the same time, he angrily shouted, "Stop! Do you know what you are doing? The one in front of you is the noble god race lord. If you dare … "
Before he finished speaking, Yang Qingxuan's figure gently floated and dodged, leaving only an afterimage that was shattered by the Temple Master.
The Hall Master was an eight-star beginner, no different from Yang Qingxuan. With one palm strike, he immediately determined that he was not this person's opponent at all. He immediately panicked and shouted, "If you dare to offend the Lord God Race, you will definitely be hunted down by the entire Luo Fu Realm. There will be no place for you in the entire southern universe!"
"Oh, really? Strange, why are you so concerned about me? What does it have to do with you whether I have a place to stay or not? People nowadays are so strange. Instead of taking care of themselves, they like to take care of others. Furthermore, I killed your guards, so there's no place for me to stay. Shouldn't you be happy? Could it be that you want me to have a place to stay? "
Yang Qingxuan's face was full of surprise. He said, "You're reminding me like this. Could it be that my good friend is secretly colluding with me?"
Yuan San suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Haha, kid, interesting, interesting. I appreciate you very much now. Be my loyal servant, and I can give you … "
"Pa!"
Suddenly, the crisp sound of a slap resounded in the hall.
Time and space seemed to have stopped. That slap was more like it was smacking on everyone's face, even their hearts.
The hall master's entire person started trembling, frightened out of his wits.
Yang Qingxuan actually did not say a word and gave Yuan San a slap with a backhand.
Hit until Yuan San himself did not dare to believe it. Covering his face, he only reacted after a while. Then, he howled like a pig being slaughtered, "Die! Die! Kill him, quickly kill him for this god! "
"This god?" Yang Qingxuan scoffed. With a slap, another slap was flung over, sending Yuan San flying out, falling fiercely onto the ground.
"Tsk!"
The surrounding martial artists were all frightened until they trembled and hurriedly dispersed, fearful of implicating themselves.
Beating up a divine race member, this was a serious crime that was utterly heinous and could implicate nine generations of one's family.
Yang Qingxuan did not stop at nothing. His figure swayed and landed beside Yuan San. He grabbed his hair, then gave a few more slaps viciously over.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Each slap was like hitting everyone's face. Each and every one of them was extremely frightened.
Yuan San was already slapped into a pig's head. All of his teeth were crushed and swallowed into his stomach. "Wuu! Wuu!" He could not speak.
The hall master and the rest were scared until they were practically paralyzed on the ground, trembling until they did not have any strength left.
Yang Qingxuan threw Yuan San on the ground. Then, he lifted his leg and stepped on his face fiercely. Grinding hard a few times, he said in a ferocious voice, "Divine race? A bunch of idiots, calling yourself 'god' in front of this young master. Did you get this young master's permission? "
Everyone fainted. Did the divine race need your permission to do things?
Yuan San groaned. One could hear vaguely "Die, die … …" from his mouth.
"Die?"
Yang Qingxuan shook his finger and said, "This young master does not like to hear this word." Reaching out his hand and grabbing at the void, a shoe of that golden-armored silver guard that was killed earlier flew over. Yang Qingxuan grabbed the shoe and stuffed it into Yuan San's mouth. He clapped his hands and said with a smile, "This way, you can't speak anymore."
Yuan San groaned loudly as he struggled with all his might.
However, Yang Qingxuan was too strong. He could not resist at all. His entire face was in severe pain and now he had completely lost all feeling. Endless hatred, murderous intent, and resentment burst out from his eyes.
Yang Qingxuan sneered, "This young master is annoyed looking at these eyes. Dig them out."
Yuan San was so scared that he groaned wildly. He desperately closed his eyes and crawled on the ground like a turtle.
The hall master rushed over and roared, "Let go of Lord Yuan San!"
The cultivation of an eight-star realm king exploded to the peak and gathered in front of him. He pressed down fiercely.
The entire hall became extremely distorted in this move.
When Yang Qingxuan killed the two seven-star realm kings earlier, he discovered that this hall, or rather the space of the entire Luo Fu Realm, was extremely sturdy. It was far from what the Firmament Star Field and the ordinary universe space could compare to.
The death of the two seven-star realm kings could not move this hall at all. There was not even a crack in the space.
It could be seen how sturdy it was.
At this moment, the hall master's move had distorted the hall. It was already extremely powerful.
Yang Qingxuan did not even look. He raised his hand and used a Six Sun Palm to meet the attack.
"Boom!"
The two palms collided and a terrifying energy wave spread out.
The surrounding martial cultivators all fled in all directions in horror. Many people directly fled the hall.
The hall master's body trembled. With the same cultivation, he could not withstand Yang Qingxuan's palm at all. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and flew out fiercely.
The hall master roared crazily, "No one is allowed to run! No one is allowed to run! Listen to my orders and kill this person! Every single one of you who has entered the palace has been recorded. If anyone runs away, they will be executed with capital punishment! Don't forget, those who do not fight when they see the god race being humiliated will be punished with nine familial exterminations! "
Those martial cultivators who were about to escape stopped one by one. Their faces were filled with fear as they stood there, not knowing what to do.
Yang Qingxuan immediately sensed dozens of powerful auras locking onto him.
Three nine-star realm king auras, five eight-star realm king auras, and dozens of other auras. It seemed that the hall master's words were effective.
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