Cultivator In Martial God World

Grandmother of Flowers opened its eyes wide for the first time, staring at Yang Xuan in disbelief, looking at her like a ghost.

Sun Xiaoya also had the same expression, her face was completely dull, her mouth opened wide, and she was directly petrified.

Guo Xiaoxiang was even more unbearable, her tongue almost spit out, her eyes staring like copper bells, and she was still muttering something in her mouth, like a fool.

Even Vice Palace Lord Fu Hongyan has an incredible expression on her face. Although her cultivation base is higher than that of Han Bing, it is impossible to put him down in an instant, which is against scientific common sense. .

If you want to say that the mouth is calm in the field, you must count Li Changfeng. He has been beaten by Yang Xuan a long time ago, knowing that Yang Xuan is a cultivator, and secondly, he has carefully calculated Yang Xuan's Strength, I understand that he must be a great expert, so although I am surprised, it is much better than others.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, and in a daze, they felt as if they were in a phantom.

You know, Han Bing is a great expert who has been famous for a long time, how could he lie on the ground like this and let people rub him?

This must be an illusion.

Others can't believe it, and Han Bing himself doesn't believe it either.

He lay on the ground, watching Yang Xuan unbelievably watching Yang Xuan rub his feet on his chest, stepping on and on, almost fainted in shock.

"This...this impossible, you...you...what demon method did you use?" he shouted surprised and angry.

Yang Xuan pushed hard on his toes, and Han Bing was directly provoked by him and stood up again.

"Can I take them away?" he said indifferently.

Han Bing didn't seem to react yet, his face looked ugly as if he had eaten shit, and he suddenly roared and rushed over.

But next moment, when everyone didn't react, he somehow lay at Yang Xuan's feet again.

"This...this..." This time even Fu Hongyan was shocked, because she still didn't see how Yang Xuan did it.

Yang Xuan picked up Han Bing again. He did not speak this time. He walked over and waved his hand. After a gust of wind passed, all the prison doors opened at the same time.

Han Bing, who was standing still in a daze, sank. At this time, he finally understood that he and Yang Xuan were not in the same class at all and did not possess comparability.

"Come out!" he said.

No one moved, everyone was still in shock.

At this moment, angry roar rushed straight from the sky, before landing, just screamed: "Han Bing, what are you doing?"

Listen to the sound, it is The second sacrificial ritual of the Ancient God Temple.

Looking at the angry Master who fell in front of him, Han Bing's face was full of wry smiles.

Why doesn't he want to stop Yang Xuan, but the problem is, he can't stop it, what can he do?

Seeing that Han Bing didn't speak, and other people looked like they had seen a ghost, Lin Jiji felt a little bad in his heart.

But when he saw that the man in the court turned out to be Yang Xuan who had slipped away from him, all his doubts were instantly swept away.

"Okay, it turned out to be you brat. I was looking for you, but you delivered it yourself." Lin Jijie roared again and again and was about to do it himself.

Yang Xuan helplessly said: "Let’s talk about it, what are the requirements to take them away?"

He didn’t want to kill people, and these people didn’t offend him much, and fundamentally , It was he who caused trouble to others, and even stole the things from the mountains, how embarrassed to kill people.

Lin Jiji said with a sneer: "hmph, want to take them away? It's just a wishful thinking, unless you step on me..."

"No, Master!!! "Han Bing's shocked the soul flew away and scattered, and shouted: "Don't..."

Before he finished his words, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were dark and he almost fell over. On the ground.

Lying on the ground and being rubbed by Yang Xuan with his big feet, the Lin sacrifice: "...???"

Damn, what's the matter?

The slurries on his forehead made him feel insulted.

Am I standing well? Aren’t you talking ruthlessly? Why is the angle of view suddenly reversed?

Also, who is this big face with the sky as the background?

Does it seem familiar?

Not that kid, right?

No way?

There was silence in the field. Fu Hongyan almost bit off her tongue and her eyes were about to protrude. She pinched her thigh fiercely and tore all her trouser legs to make sure it was not. dream.

Grandmother of Flowers dentures fell out of the mouth directly, I couldn't even pick it up, and the teethless mouth was there as a stone statue.

Not to mention Sun Xiaoya and Guo Xiaoxiang, the whole person is petrified, and it feels like the sky is spinning.

Li Changfeng can swallow an egg with his mouth open, and feel his heart beating peng peng.

The thought of running into someone’s tent at night to commit the crime, and being able to come out alive, is simply a miracle of life.

"You...the old man is so angry." Lying on the ground, the priest finally realized that he was being rubbed by someone on the ground, and suddenly exploded, his whole body agitated, and he began to struggle.

However, after struggling and struggling, there is no way to break free of Yang Xuan's big feet, and suddenly his back feels cold.

Yang Xuan didn't want to bully him either. After picking him up, he said with a slight smile: "Okay, my wish is fulfilled, can I take them away?"

Lin Jijie is much smarter than his discipline. After standing up, he even stepped back a few steps. Only then was surprised and angry shouting: "Who are you?"

Yang Xuan shrugged Shrugged: "You don't need to know who I am. I don't want to kill anyway. Just don't stop me." After finishing speaking, he waved to the people in the Fairy Palace and said:" Okay, don’t watch the show, let’s go.”

The people in the Fairy Palace reacted somewhat, looking at each other in blank dismay, and finally, under the leadership of Fu Hongyan, from the broken Came out of the prison.

When they came to Yang Xuan, these people had complex expressions. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to start.

Guo Xiaoxiang's eyes widened, and just as he walked over to speak, a thunder suddenly came from the horizon.

After that, a white silhouette stepped on the void, strode forward in the air, and flew directly into the field.

It is the first sacrifice of the Ancient God Temple.

"I want to take them away, unless..."

"Don't be the head!"

The first sacrificial remarks didn’t say anything wise, Lin Jihe and Han Bing, as well as other Ancient God temple dísciple, were shocked, cold sweat came down, and they quickly yelled.

"en?" The question mark on the head of the first sacrifice, just about to ask a few meanings, suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and the angle of view became shorter.

The first sacrifice: "...???"

Lin sacrifice: "..."

Han Bing: "..."

The entire dísciple of the Ancient God Temple: "..."

The entire dísciple of the Fairy Palace: "..."

"Unless what?" Yang Xuan stepped on him with his foot and asked .

"Unless you promise me a condition!" The first priest lay on the ground, subconsciously speaking completely.

"Huh?" Yang Xuan was taken aback, and quickly pulled the first sacrifice from the ground, his face was sorry, and he apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I'm too fast, I didn't stop, I didn't stop. ."

Speaking, he patted the dust on his chest.

Everyone: "..."