The cultivators all roared in unison, "How dare you take the general hostage!"
With that, they each took flight, rushing towards Xue An, who hovered midair.
At this moment, Jiang Yaosi was already in Xue An's grasp.
And the cultivators had already closed in on him.
But Xue An didn't even bother to glance at these fellows.
With a casual punch, he struck out.
The cultivator in the lead didn't even have a chance to dodge and was blown to smithereens by this single punch.
Then, without the punch's force subsiding, it continued towards the other cultivators behind him.
These cultivators fared slightly better than those who had just perished, at least they had time to shout a couple of times.
But that was all they could do.
After several screams, fireworks seemed to erupt in the sky above, as one by one they exploded.
Blood scattered like misty rain.
Enveloping the entire battlefield.
Everyone was stunned.
