Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

The hook nose middle aged man's killing intent surged, but Zhuang Mengyu suddenly broke free from Zhuang Liandie's pulling, rushed forward a few steps, and shouted at him: "Old man, if you dare kill him, my Zhuang family vows to destroy your Soul Breaker's Organization!"    

With that said, the hawk-nosed man suddenly looked back, his eyes flashing with a taunting light. He laughed sinisterly: "Little girl, you're boasting too shamelessly! Don't think too highly of yourself. In this old man's eyes, your Zhuang Family is not as powerful as you think! "    

But, before Zhuang Mengyu could reply, the same words came out from behind him.    

"Don't think too highly of yourself!"    

The voice was very calm and familiar.    

It was exactly what Wu Hao said.    

Hearing that, the hook nose middle aged man turned his head, half squinting his eyes, only to see Wu Hao's expression becoming sinister.    

He raised his hand and pushed Xiao Zichen, who was holding him, slightly. The latter's eyes were wide open as a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and he fell down straight down.    

"You …"    

Before he could say anything, his body fell to the ground with a loud thud.    

With such a change, the hook nose middle aged man's eyes flashed, and Zhuang Mengyu and the other two behind him looked at him in surprise, their eyes carrying a trace of doubt.    

How could a perfectly fine person be pushed down by him so easily?    

Furthermore, he didn't seem to have any ability to resist at all.    

"Don't think too highly of yourself, in my, Wu Hao's, eyes, you aren't as powerful as you think you are!"    

Wu Hao said to him with an evil smile.    

He slowly raised his hand. A jade bottle that was only an inch in length had its stopper ripped open. A faintly discernible smell wafted through the air, being absorbed into the bodies of everyone present.    

Wu Hao smelled the jade bottle on his nose, revealing a satisfied expression, he turned his head and stared straight at Wu Hao, his eyes filled with disbelief.    

"It was in vain that you were still Tianwu Gate's number one expert. You couldn't even detect the smell of 'Imprisoning Burning Incense'!" He looked at her in disdain and said sinisterly.    

When he said this, the hawk-nosed middle-aged man's heart suddenly shook. He hastily tried to circulate the Martial Yuan in his body, only to discover that the Martial Yuan in his body had already been confined.    

Immediately after, his expression changed drastically. He discovered that not only was Wu Yuan restrained, even the movements of his limbs had become sluggish. Even a slight movement of his hands and feet had become abnormally slow.    

, Zhuang Liandie and the coachman were also surprised to discover that she was not the only one, in that moment, they also did the same as Xiao Zichen, staring at him with a pair of disbelieving eyes.    

Unknowingly, they had fallen into his trap.    

He was poisoned!    

"You … You... "Unexpectedly …"    

"I've said it before, today you will die just the same!" Wu Hao said coldly, his hand raised and the Coldsteel Dagger in his hand flew out.    

Swish!    

A streak of cold light flew across the air, leaving behind a trail of blood as it streaked across the hook nosed man's neck.    

As the bright red light spilled over the sky, they stared in disbelief before slowly falling to the ground and dying.    

Even at the moment of his death, he hadn't anticipated that the situation would be so reversed.    

He also did not expect Wu Hao to be so decisive in killing, with no hesitation at all, and no superfluous words.    

At that moment.    

His expression was ice-cold, like a demonic god returning from hell.    

It intimidated everyone, especially Xiao Zichen, who was extremely terrified.    

After killing Soul Breaker's Organization in a single strike, Wu Hao took out a jade bottle from his clothes and poured out three dark green pills.    

He slowly walked to the horseman, Zhuang Mengyu, and Zhuang Liandie's side, squatted down and opened their mouths, then gently placed the pills in his hands inside.    

"Everyone, I'm sorry for offending you. I was forced to do this." He showed an apologetic expression and sincerely apologized to them.    

To the Zhuang Mengyu sisters, using poison to poison them was nothing much. After all, their cultivations were on par with others and they were of the same generation, so there was no reason for them to not respect their seniors.    

But no matter what, the coachman was a Core Formation Stage Ranker. No matter what status the other party had in the Zhuang family, to a half-step into the Innate Realm like Wu Hao, he was a junior and the other party was a senior.    

Under such circumstances, even the other party was poisoned by his incense. It could be said that this was disrespectful to the other party, and it had unwittingly struck a blow to their dignity as experts.    

Therefore, in order to get rid of this grudge, he had to sincerely apologize to the other party, so as to eliminate the negative emotions that the other party was feeling in his heart.    

This was also the reason why he was once the Ancestor's expert and understood the psychology of the strong in front of the weak. He had lived for tens of thousands of years with this world's experience.    

Indeed.    

The negative emotions that had originally been in the coachman's heart disappeared in an instant after he sincerely apologized. After the effects of the incense had been removed, he stood up and sighed repeatedly as he looked at the coachman.    

"Sigh!" The future of the Yangtze River pushes forward the waves … "Our generation is getting old." He looked at Wu Hao meaningfully for a moment, then took a step forward and disappeared. Once again, he hid himself in the darkness, and no one knew where he was.    

Zhuang Mengyu felt that his body had regained its senses, and with a raise of her hand, she leaped into Wu Hao's embrace.    

"Second Young Master …"    

She originally thought that she would never be able to see him again in the future. She had once felt despair, but in the end, she discovered that such a miracle had occurred.    

At this moment, her mood could be said to be indescribable. She had a lot of things she wanted to say, but found that she was unable to say a single word.    

Zhuang Liandie stood up from the ground. Seeing the scene of the two of them embracing, she revealed an envious expression.    

However, she was a newcomer.    

After experiencing the previous incident, she suddenly realised that her hatred for Zhuang Mengyu was not as deep as she initially thought, it seemed like all of this was forced on her and her father.    

After going through a life-and-death battle, her initially deceived heart became clear again. At this moment, she no longer resented Zhuang Mengyu.    

Some were just ordinary people.    

"Sister, sister was wrong for so many years!" She looked at their embrace, sad and depressed.    

She sighed, raised her head and looked at Xiao Zichen who was lying on the ground, without moving, and her face immediately became gloomy.    

She didn't know if she should thank him or hate him.    

The mood was very complicated.    

Perhaps, he could feel gratitude and hatred!    

She thanked the other party for letting her and the others go through life and death situations, allowing her to meet them with clarity of mind.    

He hated for suddenly hurting them from behind, and almost caused them to disappear. If not for Wu Hao being prepared, he was afraid that …    

He walked over slowly, and as the other person's expression changed, he squatted down beside him and grabbed the dagger in the other person's hand.    

"Xiao Zichen, I have already told you that you are useless, but you insisted on opposing my Zhuang family. Have you ever thought that you would be left behind in your current state?"    

She picked up the dagger that was glowing with a cold light and spoke to him coldly.    

Unfortunately, when his words reached the other party's ears, he could only reveal a terrified expression. He, who was in a state of confinement, didn't even have the ability to speak.