If the Sword Breaks, People Will Die!

The entire venue fell silent.

Everyone looked at Yang Luo in a daze.

With just a slap, Yang Luo had actually split half of Nie Changkong's face and shattered his bones!

More importantly!

Yang Luo did not even approach Nie Changkong and only slapped him from afar!

Even He Bugui and the other cultivators could not react!

"Good, nicely beaten!"

"This slap is too damn satisfying!"

"This isn't enough. We should torture this guy to death!"

"Mr. Yang is mighty and domineering!"

The people from the various large sects and Dongfang Ruoshui's people raised their arms and shouted excitedly.

Just now, Nie Changkong had relied on the support of the people from the Immortal sects to be too arrogant.

Now that Yang Luo had arrived, he had slapped his face and let them vent their anger.

Yang Luo ignored Nie Changkong and the others. Instead, he hurried to Dongfang Ruoshui and the others.