Yang Qingxuan chuckled and didn't take it to heart. He was a shrewd person and usually didn't want to take risks. However, once he decided to do something, even the sky would be pierced through and the stars would be smashed into pieces.
Yang Qingxuan's right foot slightly exerted force and stomped Yuan San's head into the ground. Yang Qingxuan said coldly, "Come, whoever dares to take one step forward, I will stomp on this sh * t-filled head until it explodes."
The surrounding Martial Cultivators trembled violently as if that foot was stomping on their chests. They couldn't breathe.
The Palace Master's words reminded everyone that if Yuan San died here, they would all be in big trouble.
At this moment, those who wanted to run away all turned around and stared at Yang Qingxuan.
The Palace Master roared, "Stop! Why do you have to drag everyone down because of you? If something happens to the God Race, we will all die. You will die too. I beg you, please let us go! "
Yang Qingxuan said coldly, "Is your head filled with sh * t? What are you talking about? You have a sense of existence as a dog and you want others to be a dog like you? You want me to not drag everyone down? Fine, you come here and give me your head. Die for this idiot and I will let him go. Then, everyone can live. "
The Palace Master's face turned pale, he was so scared that he took a few steps back.
Yuan San raised his head and stared at the Palace Master. His eyes were full of anger as if he was asking why the Palace Master didn't come over to pay for his life.
The Palace Master was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat, he pointed at Yang Qingxuan and said with a trembling voice, "You, you are so cruel!"
Yang Qingxuan mocked, "You don't want to sacrifice yourself when it's your turn? Where's the righteousness from before? You are hesitating now, you don't want to exchange your life for this idiot. If I really let this idiot go, do you think you will still be alive? "
The Palace Master's face turned ashen.
With the God Race's ruthless nature, they would never let him go.
If Yang Qingxuan let Yuan San go, he would die. If Yang Qingxuan killed Yuan San, he would also die.
No matter what, he was dead for sure.
The Palace Master suddenly laughed with grief and indignation. "Hahahaha, pfft! — — "
Under extreme grief and indignation, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, fainting.
Yang Qingxuan said with a cold smile, "Lord Hall Master is greedy for life and afraid of death. To actually not be willing to pay with his life for the divine race, the divine race probably won't let him off. Everyone, I see that all of you are so brave. Most likely, you are willing to pay with your lives for this god race lord. "
As he spoke, he grabbed Yuan San's hair and lifted him up.
Yuan San's body was covered in blood, his head was swollen like a winter melon, and his facial features were almost gone.
"Bang!"
The Martial Cultivators in the main hall were all scared to death. They hurriedly retreated, afraid that they would be hit by Yang Qingxuan.
At this time, the battle in the main hall had already spread out. From the teleportation area in all directions, a large number of Gold Armoured Silver Guards and all kinds of Martial Cultivators rushed over. All of them looked on in horror, unable to believe that someone actually dared to attack the divine race.
Yang Qingxuan didn't mind. As long as he could leave this place safely, there wouldn't be any problems. He had seventy-two transformations. At this moment, he was only in the body of a Vermillion Bird. He believed that if he transformed back to his original body or into a mantis shrimp, no one would be able to find out.
The commotion in front of him was getting bigger and bigger. Yang Qingxuan couldn't be bothered to stay any longer. He pulled Yuan San's hair like dragging a snakeskin bag and walked towards the teleportation array.
Yuan San was half dead. Blood kept flowing out from his seven orifices and he was on his last breath. His eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at everyone around him. These martial artists were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated. All of them were terrified, afraid that Yuan San would remember their faces.
Yang Qingxuan pointed at the teleportation array and said, "I want to go to Youhuang City. Who is in charge of the teleportation?"
He shouted three times, but no one answered.
Yang Qingxuan lifted Yuan San into the air and said coldly, "No one is in charge? Then I will remove one of this idiot's legs. Remove the middle leg. "
Yuan San's half dead body twitched like a live fish. He struggled violently and came back to life. He shouted with all his might, "Who! Who is in charge of the teleportation? If you don't come out, I will kill his entire family, kill his entire race, kill his entire star field! "
The five martial cultivators hurriedly ran out and knelt down. They said with a sad face, "It's me. I am in charge of the teleportation!"
Yuan San roared, "Why are you still not activating the teleportation array! Send this … this … friend … friend to Youhuang City! "
It was as if he had used all his strength to shout. When he felt that his middle leg was fine, he was like a deflated balloon and fell to the ground.
The five martial cultivators hurriedly ran over and filled the teleportation array with energy. They then located the coordinates of the passage and quickly formed hand seals to activate the teleportation array.
Very quickly, the huge teleportation light was like a flame, floating in the air above the main hall.
The densely packed Martial Cultivators all around were completely silent. Each and every one of them were endlessly terrified. They didn't know what kind of consequences this matter would cause, but they could imagine that this Martial Cultivator whose entire body was completely red would have a hard time finding a place to stand in the entire Luo Fu Realm.
A person in charge of the teleportation said with a sad face, "Sir, the array has been activated."
Yang Qingxuan nodded his head and continued to drag Yuan San towards the array. Just as he stepped into the array, an old voice suddenly sounded, "Wait a moment, I also want to go to Youhuang City. I will go with you."
In the middle of the empty main hall, unknowingly, there were two black robed figures.
Their entire body was wrapped in a robe and it was not an ordinary robe. It was covered with an invisible array, blocking everyone's prying eyes.
But everyone was shocked. At this time, who would dare to go up and join in the fun. Wasn't this the same as the God of Longevity lighting a lantern in the toilet, seeking death?
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered with golden light. His pupils shrunk and instantly regained clarity. He said, "Okay."
Only then did the two black robed people enter the array one after the other.
When the man brushed past Yang Qingxuan, he paused for a moment and said with a smile, "Thank you."
In the old voice, there was a hint of playfulness. It was obvious that the voice had also been processed.
Yang Qingxuan did not mind. At the same time, he waved his hand and pointed at the Xiao Qi siblings in the distance. He hooked his finger and said, "You two also come with me."
The siblings looked at each other and resolutely ran over. In front of Yang Qingxuan, they knelt down and said in unison, "Thank you, sir, for saving our lives."
Yang Qingxuan gently raised his hand and the siblings were lifted up by a gentle force. They stood up one after another and walked into the array.
"Let's go to Youhuang City."
Yang Qingxuan said indifferently.
The light of the teleportation array immediately became brighter and enveloped all five of them.
The black robed person suddenly pointed at Yuan San and said to Yang Qingxuan, "Bringing this idiot will probably cause trouble. These self-proclaimed god race idiots … idiots … haha … have a special sensing method."
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