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Chapter 936 - Chapter 936 Chapter 936 As Long as Its Not Beaten to Death

Chapter 936: Chapter 936: As Long as It’s Not Beaten to Death, Beat It Mercilessly (Third Update) Chapter 936: Chapter 936: As Long as It’s Not Beaten to Death, Beat It Mercilessly (Third Update) An Yan, excited by the words, nodded vigorously, “Husband, how badly are you planning to beat him up?”

Xue An said, “As long as I don’t kill him, I’ll beat him to a pulp!”

“Alright, husband, leave it to me!”

Upon hearing this, the masked Ghost Cultivator was first stunned, then burst into raucous laughter, “You’re letting such a delicate little lady beat me up? Are you sure you’re not joking…”

He couldn’t even finish laughing.

An Yan leapt forward, arriving in front of him, then swung her frying pan, smacking it right into the Ghost Cultivator.

The Ghost Cultivator sneered, intending to dodge.

But he had no idea just how terrifying the frying pan was.

From the frying pan came the excited shout of the Nine Revolutions Thunder Sovereign, “Damn, I’ve been waiting so long, it’s finally my turn to perform, strike him down!”

Along with the voice.

A blinding bolt of lightning struck down directly on top of the masked Ghost Cultivator’s head.

The masked Ghost Cultivator staggered, feeling his body go stiff, nearly falling from the sky, and screamed in extreme fear, “It’s the Heavenly Thunder justice, what kind of magic weapon is this that can wield the Heavenly Thunder?”

But An Yan couldn’t be bothered to waste words with him, since her husband had said, as long as it doesn’t kill him, beat him viciously.

Thus, the frying pan in An Yan’s hand struck straight down, hitting the stiffened masked Ghost Cultivator on the head.

A muffled thud was heard.

The once fearsome masked Ghost Cultivator was sent flying afar, just as he steadied himself.

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

The Artifact Spirit, Nine Revolutions Thunder Sovereign, roared excitedly within it.

“Mistress, leave this guy to me, damn, I’ve been pent up for too long!”

He said, as bolts of heavenly thunder bombarded like they cost nothing at all.

The masked Ghost Cultivator dodged left and right, but how could he be faster than the lightning, so in just a moment, he was struck till he wished he were dead or alive.

Additionally, the Nine Revolutions Thunder Sovereign was particularly sly, often striking him just as he dodged a bolt of lightning.

Thus, it wasn’t long before the masked Ghost Cultivator was beaten into a pig-headed mess, unable to act arrogantly anymore.

“Enough, enough, I surrender! Don’t hit me anymore, I’m going to die if you do!” the masked Ghost Cultivator mumbled unclearly.

He had just had his teeth smashed by the frying pan, now speaking was leaking air.

However, he wanted to stop, but the Nine Revolutions Thunder Sovereign didn’t want to let him go.

“Tsk, tsk, you really can’t take a beating, can you? I’m still not satisfied, let’s go again!”

As he spoke, the frying pan rose again, and in the air, a faint thunderstorm brewed, clearly gathering heavenly thunder again.

The masked Ghost Cultivator, utterly despairing, turned his head and charged directly towards Xue An on the ground.

An Yan was startled, just about to stop him.

But the next second, the masked Ghost Cultivator’s action stunned everyone present.

He suddenly knelt down in front of Xue An, crying bitterly, “Fellow Daoist, killing oversteps not the bounds of justice, your magic weapon is too bullying, I’ve already surrendered but he keeps hitting me, what more do you want from me?”

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Especially the Eighth Prince Yan Peng, as well as the earlier Ghost Cultivator.

The two of them stared wide-eyed at the kneeling masked Ghost Cultivator, their minds a blank.

Their boss had surrendered just like that?

Xue An quietly watched the Ghost Cultivator kneeling before him, then suddenly said, “Do you feel that I can’t do anything to you?”

With those words.

The Ghost Cultivator trembled all over, then lowered his head deeply, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

He indeed feared the frying pan, as the lightning perfectly restrained their Ghost Cultivators.

However, he held no awe toward Xue An.

Especially because the Ghost Cultivator lacked other abilities, his means of preserving his life were numerous; as long as a trace of his soul existed, he could escape from certain death.

This was also why he had intentionally used words to confuse Xue An just now.

However, he didn’t expect that Xue An would see through him at a glance.

At this moment, Xue An slowly approached him, looking down from a height, and said indifferently, “Or do you think… I can’t kill you?”

No sooner had he spoken than the masked Ghost Cultivator suddenly burst forth, a claw made up of countless resentful spirits lunged at Xue An.

“Husband!” An Yan screamed, then waved her hand.

A frying pan in the sky turned into a streak of light and flew straight toward them.

But they were all too far away, and there wasn’t enough time.

Just as the claw was about to touch Xue An,

just when a trace of joy appeared on the face of the masked Ghost Cultivator,

a glimmer of light flickered in Xue An’s eyes.

Then a seemingly frail yet incredibly tenacious Pure White Flame coated the claw.

Compared to the claw, the flame seemed minuscule.

But upon contact, the flame burst forth like a wildfire, blazing violently.

Under the envelopment of the Pure White Flame, the claw melted into nothingness like ice under the blazing sun.

The masked Ghost Cultivator, stricken as if thunderstruck, cried out, “How… how could you possess this flame?”

The fear in his voice was many times deeper than when he had encountered the lightning earlier.

“Why can’t I have it?” Xue An said lightly, extending his hand. The Pure White Flame that had incinerated the resentful spirit’s claw returned to the palm of his hand, small and flickering, hardly larger than a candle flame.

Yet such a tiny flame caused the Ghost Cultivator to tremble like a sieve.

“My lord, have mercy!”

Xue An shook his head, “Do you think… begging for mercy now is still useful?”

“No!” The Ghost Cultivator turned to run away.

The frying pan had already charged over, followed by a bolt of Heavenly Thunder that struck down, felling the Ghost Cultivator to the ground.

Then the Nine Revolutions Thunder Sovereign lazily said, “Kid, who did you mess with? Even I have to behave around him, let alone you? Your brain must be waterlogged!”

The Ghost Cultivator struggled to rise, but by then Xue An had already approached closely, stepping on his head and said indifferently, “Don’t move, or I’ll eradicate your soul!”

“My lord, have mercy! I’ll stay still, absolutely still!” The masked Ghost Cultivator howled miserably.

Seeing this scene,

the first Ghost Cultivator to appear quietly tried to retreat.

But just as he had barely moved back a few steps,

Xue An said lightly, “Bring that guy over here too!”

“Right away!”

The Nine Revolutions Thunder Sovereign eagerly responded, charging over and swiftly capturing the other Ghost Cultivator as well.

Now everyone was stunned.

Who could have imagined that the two figures who had been so formidable just a moment ago were now trampled under Xue An’s foot?

Especially, who was this stunningly beautiful woman who appeared so suddenly?

Many were puzzled in their hearts.

And the expressions of Tang Ling’er, Nie Yihan, and the other women became extremely ugly.

Because in front of An Yan, they felt deeply ashamed of themselves.

Is this… really the person you’ve been longing for?

Heart filled with despair, Tang Ling’er felt everything she was proud of shattered to pieces before An Yan.

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