Chapter 1232 (1/2)

”No?”

Gu Feng turned Leng Xuan's Na mustard all over, but he didn't find the Zhendian martial arts of Shura hall he was looking for. The ancient wind frowned, and then turned his cold eyes to the imprisoned lengxuan.

”What do you want?”

Leng Xuan's spirit trembled and asked with a frightened look. The energy that entangled him was so strange that even a trace of power could not be mobilized after being imprisoned, which was a terrible thing he had never felt before.

The ancient wind looked at lengxuan and said indifferently, ”do you want to die or live?”

The voice without a trace of emotion came, but it made the cold dazzle eyes full of panic twinkle with hope. He knew that the ancient wind must have failed to find what he was looking for, which would let him go. But what is it that makes the ancient style so obsessed, and even let him go.

”Want to live.” lengxuan hurriedly said without a trace of hesitation. Even if he is only a soul this time, as long as he finds a body for him to be refined by the tool refiner, he can also be attached to the body and reborn.

”Where is the Zhendian martial arts of Shura hall? Hand it over and I'll let you go.” the ancient wind opened his mouth indifferently, but lengxuan could see a hot color in the eyes of the ancient wind.

Leng Xuan was stunned, and then there was one side of his face. Zhendian martial arts is a powerful martial arts of Guiming sect. It is said that Jiuyou emperors in Jiuyou land in ancient times can manifest their time, and their strength is very terrible. However, over the years, there have been few people who can successfully cultivate five volumes of the ten halls of martial arts. It's not easy to learn all the martial arts of the ten halls. A large number of them were devoured by death and lost their vitality when they were studying Volume III of the martial arts of the ten halls.

Leng Xuan's eyes twinkled. It's no secret that the martial arts in the town hall of Guiming sect was separated from a terrible martial arts, so he wasn't surprised why the ancient wind thought so. However, this martial arts is the martial arts of the town hall. If it is obtained by outsiders, even his leader will be severely punished. Even the strong gods can't persist in the punishment.

”I tell you, will you let me go?” lengxuan thought for a moment and finally asked. If he doesn't say it now, he will die here now. If he says it now, he may still have a chance to live. Moreover, he also expected that the ancient wind would explode and die when cultivating the second volume, so that the ghost Ming sect would not find that he handed over the Zhendian martial arts of the Shura hall.

Squinting at Leng Xuan, Gu Feng certainly knew what he was thinking. He sneered: ”you have no room to bargain with me, either hand it in or die here now.”

The cold voice made lengxuan tremble. He had no doubt about the words of the ancient wind. As long as he was talking more nonsense, the ancient wind would kill him without hesitation.

”OK, I'll give it to you.” Leng Xuan hurriedly said. A little black light on his spirit flew out, which glittered with extremely pure power, and the smell of death was filled with.

Aware of the smell of death, Zhuo Yiyi's faces changed slightly, and they all retreated some distance. They are not the perverts of the ancient style. They can not be afraid of the threat of death. Once they are infected with this kind of thing, it will be very painful.

”Hum, this method is useless to me.” Gu Feng sneered, waved his palm and directly grasped the black soul mark in his hand.