Chapter 1210

The wanlingzhai will give them this face.

Seven people armed with weapons, coldly looking at an Su Dong, this kind of ignorant, but also bad mouthed young people, they are very unhappy.

An Su Dong chuckled: "fight with me, you have to think about it. Don't kneel down in front of me and beg for mercy. I'm not so kind."

"Ha ha... Let's beg for mercy? No way. " Long shaoleng hummed and scolded.

"This kid is crazy, too." Onlookers are laughing, confident people they see more, such as an Sudong really not much.

"The boy who didn't know what to do." Clove takes the lead, and a dart flies out of the sleeve, aiming at an Sudong's throat. She clearly wants his life.

To be listed as one of the seven sons, the strength is naturally different. After flying out, the dart suddenly split on the way, the golden light suddenly appeared, and a hand suddenly flew out.

What kind of weapon is this? An Sudong is confused.

"Ah..." seeing an Sudong's reaction, everyone shook their heads and sighed. Looking at his face, he thought how powerful he was. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even catch the clove move. He was so weak.

An Su Dong side body, that hand rubs his neck to fly to go out, the neck spreads a fiery tingle.

Then he immediately responded by raising his leg and kicking the hand.

After the hand is forced, the flight direction suddenly deviates, and even changes to the clove.

This foot is really exquisite, just when clove thought ansu east to hang and careless, God claw straight to her face.

Why?

Clove bowed her head and subconsciously reached for the hand. After all, she was one of the seven sons of Zhongzhou, and her strength was naturally weak.

"Ah..." she snorted and retreated. This hand had the power of the void period. Clove couldn't bear it. She was shocked by the afterwave and made a lot of small wounds.

Oh, my God!

Seeing this scene, everyone felt cold. With only one move, clove, one of the seven sons, suffered a big loss. Although these were all skin and flesh injuries, which did not affect the actual combat effectiveness, it also showed that an Sudong's strength was definitely higher than clove's.

"I underestimate you." Clove took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped the wound on her face. Her face was livid and obviously angry.

"But just a few tricks. I really think highly of you." An said with a sneer.

A scholar prefers death to humiliation.

Don't say cloves, the other six people can't stand it.

"Damn, I'll fight you." Another strong looking man rushed out and yelled at an Sudong.

His name is Leng lie, the son of the richest man in Zhongzhou.

"Master Ann." Just as ansudong was preparing for the battle, a cry came from the second floor. Soon, a round fat man ran down. Every step of the way, the board on the stairs also swayed.

This is Yin Junsheng, the seventh master of wanlingzhai.

Although wanlingzhai is only a branch of Lingbao Pavilion, it is not small in scale and there are many people in charge of it. There are nine Zhai owners in total. Although Yin Jun is round and fat, he is not weak.

The master of wanlingzhai came to meet a hairy boy in person, and he also said, "master an, how powerful an Sudong is.".

It's hard to be a six grade alchemist... No, it's just six grades. Yin Junsheng has seen a lot of them. Why should he arouse the masses to meet them? I'm afraid it's seven or eight grades.

However, eight grade alchemists are very few in the spirit world. They have never heard of one surnamed an.

No, it seems that there is an eight grade alchemist, surnamed an. It's said that he has passed on the secret realm of flying sky and mastered various advanced techniques such as soul taking.

Is Yin Junsheng talking about him?

Where is it? Where?

Everyone looked around, but they didn't think about an Sudong. After all, he was too young, at most in his early twenties. How could he bear the title of master.

Yin Junsheng all the way down, people have to give way, do not look at his fat, action can be flexible, some people can not avoid, directly flew out.

Zhongzhou Qizi also gave way. They are all junior, but they are not qualified to challenge Yin Junsheng.

In the crowd, there is a person who is particularly prominent, that is, an Sudong. He not only does not get out of the way, but also does not dodge.

This boy is really idle. His life is too long.

Seeing Yin Junsheng getting closer to an Sudong, everyone sighed and mourned.

At this time, Yin Junsheng suddenly stopped, chubby face with a smile, neck fat has been completely invisible, really funny.

However, due to his identity, no one around dared to laugh at him.

It's an Sudong who laughs in spite of his image. Every time he laughs, everyone will sweat for him. I just hope Yin Junsheng won't get angry. There will be a river of blood. No one wants to.

Unexpectedly, Yin Junsheng also laughed, not angry at all.

"I'm so sorry that Mr. Yin missed the opportunity to come here. I'm so sorry."

Fuck?

How could the master of Mahayana laugh at a boy in the void period?

Is an Sudong the legendary master an?

No, definitely not.

However, why is it necessary for the master of the hall of ten thousand souls to unite with a little boy to play tricks on everyone.

I think of what an Sudong said before, even if Zhongzhou Qizi kneels down to beg for mercy later, he may not forgive them. Although it was just a joke at that time, now everyone believes it.

Eight product alchemist, also got the inheritance of the secret place, this is how awesome, just Zhongzhou Qizi, in front of him, really did not even have the qualification to carry shoes.

"You're welcome, sir. I don't know how to address you?" Ansudong replied humbly.

"Master, don't say that. My name is Yin Junsheng. Now I'm the head of Wanling Pavilion. If you don't dislike me, just call me Xiao Yin." Yin Junsheng said with a smile.

Is this body still called Xiaoyin? Da Yin is almost the same.

An Su Dong also really can't call export, respectfully respectfully honorific A: "Yin Ge Lord."

"Master an wants to participate in the auction tonight?" Yin Junsheng asked.

"Of course." An Sudong nodded.

"Please, please..." Yin Junsheng quickly made a gesture of please.

An Sudong raised his legs and went straight upstairs, without a look in his eyes.

Seeing an Sudong passing by, several people were relieved. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped on the first floor of the stairs, an Sudong suddenly stopped: "master Yin Zhai, in your territory, if I settle accounts with several people, will it not give you face?"

On hearing this, Yin Junsheng's face sank quickly, and his eyes swept the crowd coldly: "who has offended master an?"