Chapter 936 As Long as You Can't Be Beaten to Death, Beat to Death

An Yan nodded excitedly when she heard the words, "Husband, what kind of beating are you going to do?"

Xue An said: "As long as you can't beat him to death, beat him to death!"

"Okay husband, leave it to me!"

And the masked ghost cultivator was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he burst out laughing, "Are you looking for such a cute little girl to beat me up? Are you sure you're not joking..."

The word of laughter has not yet been exported.

An Yan flew in front of him, then picked up the frying pan in her hand, and took a picture of the ghost.

The ghost sneered, trying to dodge.

But he had no idea how terrifying this frying pan was.

Only the nine-rank Lei Zun excitedly shouted from the frying pan, "Damn it, after waiting for so long, it's finally my turn to play, chop it for me!"

With the voice.

I saw a blindingly bright lightning strike straight down, hitting the masked ghost cultivator's head.

The masked ghost cultivator staggered, felt his whole body stiff, and almost fell from the sky, he couldn't help roaring in horror: "It's the Heavenly Thunder Rectification, what kind of magic weapon are you, that you can use the Heavenly Thunder?"

An Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, anyway, her husband said, as long as you can't beat him to death, you can beat him to death.

So the frying pan in An Yan's hand hit straight on the head of the stiff masked ghost.

There was a muffled bang.

This menacing masked ghost cultivator was shot flying far away, and he just stood still.

An Yan raised her hand, and the frying pan in her hand flew straight away.

Lei Zun roared excitedly at the Nine Turns of the Spirit of the Pot.

"My lord, leave this kid to me. Damn it, this time has driven me crazy!"

As he said that, thunder after thunder blasted like he didn't want money.

This masked ghost dodges left and right,

But how could he be as fast as thunder, so in just a moment, he was struck so that he was so close to death.

And this Rank Nine Lei Zun is also a very chicken thief, often taking advantage of the gap when he just dodged a thunder light, and slapped him mysteriously.

So after a while, the masked ghost cultivator was beaten into a pig's head, and he could no longer be arrogant.

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat! Don't fight anymore, if you hit me again, I will die!" The masked ghost said vaguely.

The teeth in his mouth had been smashed by the frying pan just now, and now he could barely speak.

But he didn't want to fight anymore, but Lei Zun of Rank Nine didn't want to let him go.

"Tsk tsk, aren't you too careless? I haven't had enough yet, come again!"

As he said that, the pan rose again, and there was a faint thunder in the air, obviously another thunder was brewing.

The masked ghost cultivator was so sad and indignant that he simply turned his head and went straight to Xue An on the ground.

An Yan was startled, and was about to stop her.

But in the next second, the behavior of this masked ghost cultivator stunned everyone.

He knelt down in front of Xue An with a plop, crying bitterly, "Fellow Daoist, you can't kill without nodding your head. Your magic weapon is too bullying. I gave up and he beat me. What do you want from me?" Sample?"

Everyone in the audience looked dumbfounded.

Especially the Eighth Prince Yanpeng, and the previous Ghost Cultivator.

The two of them stared dumbfounded at the masked ghost kneeling on the ground, their minds went blank.

His boss just admit defeat?

Xue Jing quietly looked at the ghost cultivator kneeling in front of him, and suddenly said, "Do you think I can't do anything to you?"

As soon as these words came out.

The ghost cultivator trembled all over, then lowered his head deeply, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

He was really afraid of the frying pan, because the thunder light just happened to restrain their ghost cultivators.

But he didn't have any respect for this Xue An.

In particular, ghost cultivators have no other skills, and there are endless ways to save their lives. As long as there is a trace of spirit, they can escape from death.

This is also the reason why he deliberately used words to confuse Xue An just now.

Unexpectedly, Xue An saw through it at a glance.

At this moment. Xue An slowly walked up to him, looked at him condescendingly, and said calmly: "Or do you think... I can't kill you?"

As soon as the words were finished, the masked ghost cultivator suddenly jumped up, and a sharp claw composed of countless innocent souls rushed towards Xue An and rushed down.

"Husband!" An Yan screamed, and then waved her hand.

The pan in the sky turned into a streamer and flew straight towards it.

But they were too far away, and there was no time at all.

Seeing that this sharp claw was about to touch Xue An.

But just when a happy look appeared on the face of the masked ghost cultivator.

In Xue An's eyes, light flickered slightly.

Then a ray of pure white flame, which seemed weak but was actually extremely tenacious, stained the sharp claws.

Compared with this sharp claw, the flame is extremely small.

But upon contact, the flame exploded like wildfire.

Covered by pure white flames, the sharp claws melted into nothing in an instant like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

Seeing this, the masked ghost cultivator screamed as if struck by lightning, "You...how did you have this flame?"

The fear in the voice was countless times deeper than when he just met the thunder light.

"Why can't I have it?" Xue An said indifferently, stretched out his hand, and the white flame that had burned the claws of the wronged soul returned to his palm, curling up, not much bigger than a ball of candlelight.

But it was such a ball of candlelight that made the ghost cultivator tremble like chaff.

"My... my lord, spare me!"

Xue An shook his head, "Do you think...is it still useful to beg for mercy now?"

"No!" The ghost cultivator turned around and wanted to run.

The frying pan had already rushed over, and then a thunderbolt struck straight down, knocking the ghost to the ground.

Then Lei Zun of the Ninth Revolution said lazily: "Boy, who is it wrong for you to provoke, and you actually provoke him? Even I have to be good when I see him, let alone you? You are really out of your mind!"

This ghost cultivator still wanted to struggle to get up, but Xue An had already walked up to him at this moment, stepped on his head with one foot, and said flatly: "Don't move, if you move again, I will make you die!"

"My lord, please spare me! I won't move, absolutely!" The masked ghost cultivator howled miserably.

See this scene.

The ghost cultivator who appeared first quietly wanted to back away.

But just before he took a few steps back.

Xue An said lightly: "Catch that guy too!"

"okay!"

Nine-turn Lei Zun responded excitedly, rushed over, and caught the ghost cultivator.

Now everyone is stupid.

Who would have thought that the two guys who were aggressive just now would be trampled under by Xue An in the blink of an eye.

Especially who is this stunning woman who suddenly appeared?

Many people are puzzled.

The complexions of Tang Ling'er, Nie Yihan and other women all became extremely ugly.

Because they all felt deeply ashamed in front of An Yan.

This... Could it be the person you are thinking of?

Tang Ling'er's heart was filled with despair, and she felt that everything she was proud of was shattered to pieces in front of An Yan.