In an instant, the pointed-nosed cultivator's figure bizarrely froze in mid-air.
And he maintained a clawing posture, with the ferocious expression on his face also fixed in place.
The man with the pointed nose and monkey-like cheeks was filled with terror in his eyes, but he couldn't move even a finger.
The next moment, Lu Xuan lightly moved his finger.
The pointed-nosed cultivator, suspended in the air, was like struck by lightning, his whole body flew backward.
He traced a parabolic arc in the sky and smashed heavily into the mountain wall a hundred meters away, embedding directly into it, forming a human-shaped indentation shaped like a "大" character.
Judging by the splattered blood, this man who dared to attack Lu Xuan was clearly doomed.
All of this happened so quickly that it wasn't until the dust started flying that the other disciples of the Mingxian Sect reacted.
All nine of them retreated several steps simultaneously, their faces as pale as paper.
