"Which gangster did I think it was to block the way? It turned out to be you old fellows!" Yang Ge said, looking at the brown-robed Taoist priest.

"You guys are punks! If you dare to play wild in the arena, don't you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!" the brown-robed Taoist shouted.

"It's not your home that opened the arena, so people aren't allowed to enter?" Yang Ge replied.

"Hmph, you're still so confident, aren't you, pretending to be stupid? I'll make you suffer later!" The brown-robed Taoist morale became angry, and his face became hideous.

At this time, a person came out beside him, with sharp teeth, pointing at Yang Ge and shouting: "Hand over all the treasures you received in the arena! It is best to give both hands of Perfect Dementor Bell!"

What he said was much brighter than that of the brown-robed Taoist priest, at least he didn't beat around the bush, but straight to the point and stated his purpose.

Yang Ge had expected that someone would come to ask him for those things.

When he was followed in the arena just now, he was already aware of this problem, but he didn't expect that so many people would come now.

He sneered, and said in a stern voice: "I paid for the things myself, so why should I give them to you for nothing!"

"It's true that you collected those things yourself, but it's a pity that you have no right to own those things when you meet us! Hurry up and hand over the treasures to us!" The sharp-mouthed buddy shouted, he looked like a robber. The tone of voice does not give people any room for maneuver.

This group of people obviously wanted to kill and get more money!
Yang Ge snorted coldly and said, "Who gave you the right to dare to block my way and rob me!"

"Hmph, kid, I told you a long time ago, if you offend me, I will definitely make you feel bad!" the brown-robed Taoist yelled.

"I think you still want to regret it, don't you?" Yang Ge asked him.

What he asked was about the other party's buying and selling of soul-destroying bells.

The brown-robed Taoist priest came here precisely because of this incident. At that time, he was scammed by Yang Ge for 7000 yuan.

If he doesn't settle this grudge with Yang Ge, then he won't have the face to set up a stall in the arena in the future!

Hearing Yang Ge revealing his scar, he immediately tightened his facial features, and said sharply: "Today, if you don't give me the perfect soul-destroying bell, I will make sure that you can't get out of this mountain!"

"Hmph, if you die in such a big mountain, no one will find out!"

After he spoke, he showed a sinister and cold expression, which was very strange and frightening.

"Boy, don't worry, when you die, I will refine you into a living corpse, and let you continue to suffer in this world! Hahaha!" A Taoist priest in a yellow robe said in a perverted tone!
Refining a newly dead person into a living corpse is refining the wandering soul of the dead, so that the soul will never be able to reincarnate, and will be tortured forever in the world!
This is a wicked sorcery!

This yellow-robed Taoist priest is really vicious, to threaten Yang Ge and the others like this!

"Hey, look at the sword in that chick's hand, isn't it perfect!" A sharp-eyed ghost hunter pointed at the sword in Jiang Shengnan's hand and shouted.

As soon as he finished yelling, the others followed and looked at the Wuque sword in Jiang Shengnan's hand.

After they looked at it carefully, their eyes lit up, and they recognized that the sword in the opponent's hand was really a perfect treasure!

"Yo! It really is a perfect sword!"

"Hahaha, it seems that today, the harvest is really great!"

"Hey, everyone, let me say it first, the perfect sword in that chick's hand, I fell in love with it first, and it belongs to me!"

"Hey~, that chick looks pretty good to me..., it's mine too!"

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