Countless sword energy flew out from Qinglong's big hand and entered Yang Jian's body to block it.

Brother Yang!

Pei Yuan and Shaohui exclaimed and kept retreating.

Damn it, let our brother Yang go!

The people in Santangkou also roared angrily. They drew their swords one after another and roared, "How dare you touch our Young Master!"

Seeing that a war was about to break out, Xing Tian roared angrily, "Who dares to take action!"

Are you thinking the opposite?

He is a peerless master, and the unparalleled power in his voice at this moment made everyone's blood boil in their bodies.

For a moment, everyone was stunned in mid-air.

Yes, the other party is the master of the Immortal Palace! Regardless of whether he is strong or not, whether they admit it or not, the other party is the master of the Immortal Palace.

How dare they take action against the leader of the Immortal Palace! Even if they succeed, I'm afraid their end will be miserable.

Thinking of this, everyone flinched,

Lin Xuan sneered and ignored the people at Hall 3. Then, he stared at Pei Yuan and Shaohui. What's going on? You two want to take action too?

Being stared at by Lin Xuan's cold eyes, the two of them had their hearts beating wildly, and then shook their heads, not daring.

But at this time, Pei Yuan still gritted his teeth and said, but Brother Yang is the son of the third hall master.
Chapter completed!