"How is that possible?"
Jun Zhantian looked at the two Martial Artists of the Jun family who had fallen to the ground, unable to rise, his face rapidly transforming. Similarly, the faces of Xie Guangbo and the other experts from the Xie family looked equally troubled. The scene of Ye Xuan defeating three adversaries was too shocking; even Second Grade Martial Sects, being stronger, couldn't raise their heads in front of Ye Xuan.
Xie Guangbo and others had already begun to entertain thoughts of retreat.
"Old dog Jun, did you ever imagine this day would come when we were in Panlong Mountain?"
Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent, yet in the depths of his eyes, there was a chilling coldness. Whether it was the grievances from more than ten years ago or the affairs in Panlong Mountain, this old man was the chief instigator. Others' life and death might be uncertain, but for Jun Zhantian and Xie Guangbo, death was inevitable.
