Martial Soul: Be a Saint

"You are that Wu Hao who ignored the dangers of the crowd and acted on his own, right?"    

    

grey-clothed middle-aged man stared at Wu Hao for a long time before asking in a low voice.    

    

The moment he said it, Wu Hao crossed his arms and coldly replied: "I am, what business do you have with me?"    

    

"Impudent, brat from the countryside, how dare you, do you know who the person standing in front of you is? This young master can tell you now, he is a senior sent by the Vice President Jun! "    

    

Using the power of a dog to control a person, these words were completely true.    

    

Hong Lin seemed to have found someone to stand up for him, his aura suddenly became arrogant, and right when Wu Hao was about to speak, he suddenly shouted at him.    

    

But, facing him, Wu Hao just sneered, and shot him a disdainful glance, following that, he raised his head and replied: "So what?"    

    

"Junior, you seem to be very arrogant!"    

    

grey-clothed middle-aged man observed his arrogant appearance, his face sinking as he spoke to him in a low voice.    

    

Standing behind him, Hong Lin saw how powerful the grey-clothed middle-aged man was, and instantly rejoiced at Wu Hao's misfortune.    

    

However, when Wu Hao heard what the grey-clothed middle-aged man said, he immediately sneered at him and asked: "I wonder if you are here to investigate the ancient Eight Star Light Teleportation Formation? Or are you here to question me? "    

    

After saying that, he continued to look after himself and coldly laughed: "Please recognize your position now, even if Jun Yueting was here, he might not dare to point fingers at me!"    

    

"Oh, you will die if you don't boast! doesn't even dare to do anything to you here? I think you must have gotten a little too bold! " Hearing this, Hong Lin couldn't resist ridiculing him with a strange tone.    

    

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wu Hao let out a cold laugh, completely ignoring his existence, causing the other party's teeth to itch with hatred.    

    

Regarding this, grey-clothed middle-aged man had no choice but to re-evaluate Wu Hao.    

    

After a while, he stared at Wu Hao, his face gradually becoming darker and darker.    

    

"Junior, do you know what you're saying or doing?" He stared at Wu Hao and questioned him with an extremely unfriendly tone.    

    

In that instant, the temperature of the air plummeted.    

    

The surrounding people's bodies trembled, thinking that the other party was starting to get enraged by Wu Hao.    

    

Because of this, both Jia Ren and Gu Shiya became nervous.    

    

Not for anything else, just because of grey-clothed middle-aged man's strength.    

    

With their early stage Martial King Realm, they were actually unable to see through each other's cultivation levels. There were only two possibilities, one was that the other party's cultivation was unfathomable, at the very least, it was a Martial Saint Realm, and the other was that the other party had used some kind of method to conceal their cultivation, but in actuality, wasn't weaker than them.    

    

Actually, they were more inclined towards the former.    

    

Hearing the hostile words of the other party, Wu Hao merely shrugged his shoulders and coldly replied, "What I'm saying and what I'm doing don't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"    

    

When he said that, grey-clothed middle-aged man's pupils shrank, he stared at him, and after a while, he slowly said in a deep voice: "Ignoring the people's persuasion, ignoring the safety of everyone, privately opening the coffin to capture souls, and going against everyone's wishes, secretly releasing the Ancient Devil Soul, you seem to have gone against many rules!"    

    

With that, he crossed his arms and sneered at Wu Hao, his eyes full of ridicule.    

    

However, what he did not expect was that after Wu Hao heard his words, he instantly let out a cold laugh.