Granny Hua opened her eyes wide for the first time and stared at Yang Xuan in disbelief. She looked as if she had seen a ghost.
Sun Xiaoya had the same expression. Her face was completely blank and her mouth was wide open. She was petrified.
Guo Xiaoxiang was even more shocked. She was so shocked that her tongue was about to fall out. Her eyes were wide open and she was mumbling something like a fool.
Even the Vice Palace Master Fu Hongyan had an expression of disbelief. Although her cultivation level was higher than Han Bing's, it was impossible for her to defeat him in an instant. This was simply against common sense.
Li Changfeng was the calmest among them. Firstly, he had been beaten up by Yang Xuan before and knew that Yang Xuan was a cultivator. Secondly, he had carefully calculated Yang Xuan's strength and knew that he must be a master. Therefore, although he was very surprised, he was much better than the others.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with their mouths agape. In a trance, they felt as if they were in an illusion.
One must know that Han Bing was a master who had been famous for a long time in the Jianghu. How could he be lying on the ground and being rubbed by others?
This must be an illusion.
The others did not dare to believe it. Han Bing himself did not believe it.
He lay on the ground and looked at Yang Xuan rubbing his chest with his feet. He was so shocked that he almost fainted.
"This … this is impossible. You … you … what kind of sorcery did you use?" He shouted in shock and anger.
Yang Xuan exerted force on the tip of his foot and Han Bing was directly lifted up by him and stood up again.
"Can I take them away?" He said lightly.
Han Bing did not seem to have reacted. His face was so ugly that it was as if he had eaten shit. He suddenly roared and rushed over.
But in the next moment, before anyone could react, he was lying at Yang Xuan's feet again.
"This … this …" This time, even Fu Hongyan was stunned. She still did not see how Yang Xuan did it.
Yang Xuan lifted Han Bing up again. This time, he did not say anything. He walked over and waved his hand. After a gust of wind, all the prison doors opened at the same time.
Han Bing, who was still in a daze, felt his heart sink. At this moment, he finally understood that he was not on the same level as Yang Xuan. They could not be compared.
"Come out!" he said.
No one moved. Everyone was still immersed in shock.
At this moment, an angry roar came from the sky. Before it landed, it was already yelling, "Han Bing, what are you doing?"
The voice belonged to the second priest of the Ancient God Temple, Priest Lin.
Looking at her furious master who had landed in front of her, Han Bing smiled bitterly.
It wasn't that he didn't want to stop Yang Xuan, but the problem was that he couldn't. What could he do?
Seeing that Han Bing did not speak, and the others looked as if they had seen a ghost, Priest Lin felt that something was wrong.
But when he saw that the person in the field was actually Yang Xuan who had slipped away from his hands, all his doubts were swept away.
"Well, it's actually you. I was just about to look for you, but you delivered yourself to me." Priest Lin roared and was about to do it himself.
Yang Xuan said helplessly, "Tell me, what do I need to do to take them away?"
He did not want to kill anyone. These people did not offend him. Basically, he was the one who had brought trouble to them. He even stole their treasure. How could he have the nerve to kill them?
Priest Lin sneered, "Humph, you want to take them away? That's wishful thinking. Unless you step on my body … "
"No, master!!!" Han Bing was scared out of her wits. She shouted, "Please don't …"
Before she could finish her words, her voice stopped abruptly. Her vision turned black and she almost fell to the ground.
Priest Lin, who was lying on the ground and being rubbed by Yang Xuan's big feet, was speechless.
What the hell, what was going on?
His head was full of paste. He felt as if he had been insulted.
Wasn't he standing well? Wasn't he talking viciously? Why did his perspective suddenly turn upside down?
Also, who was this big face with the sky as the background?
Why does he look so familiar?
Could it be that kid?
It couldn't be?
The scene was silent. Fu Hongyan almost bit off her own tongue. Her eyes almost popped out. She pinched her thigh hard and tore her pants to make sure she was not dreaming.
Granny Hua's false teeth fell out of her mouth. She did not even bother to pick them up. She just stood there with her toothless mouth open like a stone statue.
Sun Xiaoya and Guo Xiaoxiang were petrified. They felt as if the world was spinning.
Li Changfeng's mouth was open so wide that he could swallow an egg. He felt his heart pounding.
Thinking about how he went to someone's tent at night to commit murder and still came out alive, it was a miracle of life.
"You … you're pissing me off." Priest Lin, who was lying on the ground, finally realized that he was being rubbed against the ground. He was so angry that he started to struggle with all his might.
However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from Yang Xuan's foot. He felt a chill run down his spine.
Yang Xuan did not want to bully him. After picking him up, he smiled and said, "Alright, your wish has been fulfilled. Can I take them away now?"
Priest Lin was much smarter than his disciple. After standing up, he even took a few steps back. Then he shouted in shock and anger, "Who are you?"
Yang Xuan shrugged, "You don't need to know who I am. I don't want to kill anyone. Just don't stop me."
After saying that, he waved to the people of the Fairy Palace and said, "Alright, stop watching the show. Let's go."
Only then did the people of the Fairy Palace react. They looked left and right at each other. Finally, under Fu Hongyan's lead, they walked out of the broken prison.
When they came in front of Yang Xuan, they all had complicated expressions. They wanted to say something, but did not know where to start.
Guo Xiaoxiang's eyes widened. Just as she was about to say something, a sudden thunder came from the sky.
Then, a white figure stepped into the void. He took big steps forward in the air and flew directly to the scene.
It was the first priest of the Ancient Temple.
"If you want to take them away, unless …"
"Sect Leader, no!"
Before the first priest could finish his sentence, Priest Lin, Han Bing, and the other disciples of the Ancient Temple trembled. They broke out in cold sweat and hurriedly yelled.
"Huh?" The first priest's head was full of question marks. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly felt the world spinning. His vision became shorter.
The first priest, "…???"
Priest Lin, "…"
Han Bing, "…"
All the disciples of the Ancient Temple, "…"
All the disciples of the Fairy Palace, "…"
"Unless what?" Yang Xuan stepped on him and asked.
"Unless you agree to one of my conditions!" The first priest was lying on the ground. He subconsciously finished his sentence.
"Ah?" Yang Xuan was stunned. He hurriedly pulled the first priest up from the ground. With a face full of embarrassment, he apologized, "Sorry, sorry, I was too fast. I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop."
As he said that, he even patted the dust on his chest.
Everyone, "…"
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