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Ann Sudong laughed coldly, but did not speak further. He raised his hand and grabbed Meng Liangkuan's mace.    

    

"Show off your little tricks, scram!"    

    

Exerting force into his arm, he threw the person out.    

    

"Receive magical equipment with one hand?"    

    

Meng Liangkuan crawled up, and he was so scared that his face turned white.    

    

Ann Sudong no longer hid anything, it was as if the aura of the ocean spread out, in an instant the entire alley was filled with the biting cold astral winds.    

    

"I told you to scram, but Hao Wenju, you don't know what's good for you. You just want to drag your master and senior brother to their deaths, then even Jesus won't be able to save you!"    

    

"Master, he... What is his cultivation level? " Meng Liangkuan was so scared that his face turned white.    

    

Meng Qian's old face twitched, and said in disbelief: "He at least has Immortal Transformation Stage Cultivation, this... How is this possible? With such a young age and profound strength, his talent is too great. "    

    

"Then what should we do?" Meng Liangkuan exclaimed.    

    

"Being able to escape at this moment is the best outcome." Meng Qian no longer had the will to fight.    

    

They, the master and disciple pair, were unrivalled in terms of coordination within the Nascent Soul Stage, but facing Immortal Transformation Stage Expert, the difference was like the difference between a stage and a stage, completely exceeding the scope of what they could handle.    

    

Hao Wenju clearly heard it from the side, and his entire person felt as if he was struck by lightning. Ann Sudong was actually using Immortal Transformation Stage Expert.    

    

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have had the courage to bring people here and take the initiative to cause trouble for Ann Sudong.    

    

Xu Meng did not know about Spirit Transformation Stage or Nascent Soul Stage, but she was not stupid and knew that something was amiss.    

    

She pulled Hao Wenju's arm, "Senior Hao, what's wrong?"    

    

"Let go!"    

    

Hao Wenju flung her hand away, not in the mood to make his happy.    

    

Xu Meng was startled. Ever since she met Hao Wenju, he had always been polite to him, and threatened to help him take revenge.    

    

But what about Hao Wenju?    

    

"Fellow Daoist An, it was just a misunderstanding." Meng Qian was an old cunning one, his skin was as thick as his age, and he smiled: "We master and disciple do not have any intention of making things difficult for fellow Daoist An."    

    

"That's right, fellow Daoist An. Please forgive us. You have a high cultivation base, and we are no match for you. Please show mercy." Meng Liangkuan was already prepared to escape.    

    

However, the difference in their cultivation bases was too great. He knew that it would be extremely difficult for him to escape in one fell swoop.    

    

They only hoped that Ann Sudong would let them go and let them go, so that they could live.    

    

"That's not what you said."    

    

Ann Sudong raised his hand and ten Immortal Banishing Sword s flew out. Once again, they scared the hell out of Hao Wenju and the other two.    

    

Surprised that Ann Sudong actually had ten Top-grade Magical Treasure.    

    

If they knew that Ann Sudong still had ten more Immortal Banishing Sword in his Dantian, they would probably pee their pants in fear.    

    

"Just now was just a moment ago. My family's young disciple doesn't know anything."    

    

Meng Qian waved his hand at Hao Wenju, "What are you standing around for, apologize to fellow cultivator An!"    

    

"Master, I …"    

    

Hao Wenju's face was full of unwillingness. This time, he had come to find Ann Sudong to seek revenge, and now, it had become his second car accident.    

    

"Hurry up, little junior brother, you're clearly the one who did the wrong, and that woman over there, what did she say to fellow Daoist An? If you don't apologize today, then don't mention that fellow Daoist An won't let you off, even I won't let you off!" Meng Liangkuan's face instantly changed.    

    

He normally took great care of his own junior brother, but at this time and time, if he did not admit his wrongs even though he knew that Ann Sudong was someone from the Immortal Transformation Stage Expert, he would truly give his head and hands to others so that they could cut it off with a knife.    

    

He didn't have the courage to do so. After all, he only had one life, so it didn't matter if he lost it.    

    

"What do you say?"    

    

Ann Sudong guessed that this would be the outcome. Two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators dared to fight with him?    

    

It was the old lady who had hanged herself, deliberately seeking her own death.    

    

Hao Wenju clenched his teeth, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him, he had miscalculated, and thought that no matter what, Ann Sudong's cultivation would never exceed the Nascent Soul Stage, and now he was actually at the Spirit Severing Stage.    

    

"An …" Junior, I was in the wrong before, I apologize. " Hao Wenju lowered his head.    

    

His heart was full of grievance.    

    

"Kneel!"    

    

Ann Sudong said coldly, "Don't f * cking call me Junior An, you're not worthy!"    

    

Hao Wenju was so angry that he almost vomited blood.    

    

"What is it? You are not convinced? "    

    

Ann Sudong took a step forward, his entire body filled with evil Qi, "Or do you mean that you will die here today?"    

    

"Junior brother, you're crazy!"    

    

Meng Liangkuan ran over, pulled Hao Wenju and berated him: "Kneel down, Fellow An."    

    

"Senior apprentice-brother!" Hao Wenju suppressed his voice.    

    

"Don't be muddled, this matter has arisen because of you. If you cannot let go of your posture, my master and I will not be able to escape death today, a Immortal Transformation Stage Cultivation at the age of twenty, this talent is not something we can contend against, and I suspect that Ann Sudong has three great sects behind him, then even more so, we cannot afford to offend him."    

    

Meng Liangkuan said bitterly: "We can't afford to offend someone who can endure a period of peace and quiet."    

    

"Senior Hao, this …"    

    

Xu Meng was completely terrified as she looked at Hao Wenju in panic.    

    

"You shut up, otherwise I'll kill you first to vent your anger on fellow Daoist An!" Meng Liangkuan changed his amiable expression from before and reprimanded him with a fiendish look.    

    

Xu Meng was so scared that she fell on the ground paralyzed. She lost her bet yet again, but her face was ashen as she sat on the ground and cried.    

    

Plop!    

    

Hao Wenju immediately knelt down, and said with a hoarse voice, "An … "Fellow Daoist, I know that I was wrong. Please spare my life. I will never forget your kindness."    

    

"Louder!"    

    

"I was wrong! Fellow Daoist An, please don't kill me!" Hao Wenju roared.    

    

Ann Sudong retracted his aura, he did not have to kill these few people. He walked over in a few big steps, raised his hand and slapped Hao Wenju's face, and directly sent him flying.    

    

"Are you still pretending?" Do you want me to kneel down and apologize to you? "    

    

"No!"    

    

Hao Wenju lowered his head and wiped the blood off his face.    

    

Meng Qian and Meng Liangkuan stood at the side and sighed.    

    

Pow!    

    

Ann Sudong slapped Hao Wenju again, "You know you're wrong, who the hell gave you the courage to come and take revenge on me?"    

    

"I was wrong!" Hao Wenju shouted hysterically.    

    

Pow!    

    

"Fuck, why are you shouting so loudly? Do you think only you can do it?" Ann Sudong spat out.    

    

"…"    

    

Hao Wenju was furious, but he did not say anything, could it be that the only reason he wanted to apologize was because he wanted to continue fighting?    

    

Ann Sudong turned and pointed at Meng Qian and Meng Liangkuan, and smiled mischievously, "It's your fault that you guys want to kill me, so don't blame me for being ruthless and unreasonable. This way, if you want to live, hand over your natal magic treasure, and I can let you guys go, if not, then it'll be fine.    

    

In the eyes of the others, Ann Sudong's current laughter was undoubtedly the smile of the god of death, a smile of a devil, a smile of a devil, causing everyone to tremble in fear, their bodies turning cold.