In the next moment, Lin Xuan put away the Demon Sword, coldly looking at his opponent.
Seeing his opponent suddenly stop his actions and put away the Demon Sword in his hand, the young man was stunned, then smiled triumphantly.
"How about it, kid, are you scared now!"
"If you know what's good for you, let me go quickly, or you're dead."
"Kneel on the ground obediently, kowtow to me and admit your mistake, then hand over Liu Mingyue, and I might consider giving you a quick death."
"Otherwise..."
Before the young man finished speaking, he was slapped away by Lin Xuan.
Slap!
The young man's body spun 360 degrees in the air and then crashed heavily into the ground, directly creating a large pit.
"What an idiot! A worthless person like you dares to be arrogant in front of me?"
"Watch your mouth, or don't blame me for being rude!" Lin Xuan snorted coldly.
Whimper!
