The two women remained silent, because what Wu Xuan said was also true.
It can be seen how meticulously this Holy Son of the Blood Demon Clan understands people's hearts.
"If I give it to you, you will let him go?"
Zheng Zhi asked in a deep voice.
"You have no room for bargaining now."
Wu Xuan said calmly.
"Then can I understand that you want to break the contract?"
Hearing this answer, Zheng Zhi was not angry, but said: "In other words, after I handed the things to you, you still wanted to threaten me with their lives. If that was the case, why did I choose to trade with you?
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Hearing this, Wu Xuan frowned.
Looking at Zheng Zhi's cold and calm eyes, Wu Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He also saw that the young man in front of him was not easy to deal with.
"With one hand, you hand over people and with the other hand, you hand over treasures. Otherwise, there is no need to talk."
Zheng Zhi said coldly: "If you don't want to, you can do it directly now."
As soon as these words came out, Wu Xuan frowned even deeper.
The two people's eyes met each other in mid-air.
Wu Xuan noticed that there was no looseness in the other party's eyes.
After a moment of silence, he finally compromised: "Okay."
Zheng Zhi didn't say anything, and directly pulled out the Hell Soul of Fire and the Hell Soul of Wood from "Hell".
Two groups of hell souls, one red and one green, emit a dazzling light.
It's as if the entire world is lit up with color.
"What kind of treasure is this..."
All the geniuses were shocked.
A pair of eyes stared directly at the two groups of hell souls.
Feeling the energy emanating from the prison soul, one could not help but take a breath of cold air.
They are all talented people, and they still have some knowledge.
With just one glance, you can see how precious these two things are.
"Sure enough, you also have the ancestral soul in you."
Wu Xuan stared at Zheng Zhi.
Those eyes were full of surprises.
"Ancestral soul?"
The unfamiliar name made Zheng Zhi slightly startled.
But soon, he reacted.
This should be the name given to the prison soul by the Blood Demon Tribe.
From one point, it can also be seen that the Blood Demon Clan still doesn’t know what a prison soul is.
It's just that they have some means to use the power of the prison soul.
"Hand it over."
Wu Xuan's eyes were bright and he seemed a little impatient.
"Let him go."
However, Zheng Zhi ignored the other party's reaction and immediately shouted coldly.
Wu Xuan did not hesitate and immediately let the two girls go.
At the same time, Zheng Zhi clapped his hands, and two groups of hell souls flew towards Wu Xuan.
Zheng Zhi dodged, took the two women's hands, and pulled them behind him.
"Brother Zheng Zhi..."
Xia Qiuchan's face was full of guilt and she hesitated to speak.
"Sir, I'm sorry..."
Sai Xishi's expression was exactly the same as Xia Qiuchan's, but besides feeling guilty, she was more moved.
She obviously didn't expect that Zheng Zhi would compromise with such a precious thing for them.
"As long as you're okay."
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly and didn't say much.
Then, there was no trace of distress on his face, and he just looked at Wu Xuan.
There was a hint of joking in that look.
However, he didn't say a word or take any further actions, he just watched quietly.
"Ancestral Soul..."
Wu Xuan's eyes were blazing. Looking at the two groups of hell souls in front of him, his heart seemed to be burning.
His eyes were burning, and he said to himself: "One ancestral soul has allowed my clan to dominate the Blood Demon Realm. If I can possess two ancestral souls at the same time, why worry about the Blood Demon clan not being able to achieve its grand ambition to dominate?"
"My clan will reach unprecedented heights in the hands of me, Wu Xuan!"
Wu Xuan imagined that his eyes were filled with brilliance like flames.
It seems that the grand ambition and hegemony are right in front of you.
The next moment, Wu Xuan reached out to grab the two hell souls.
However, just as his palm was about to touch the prison soul, the two prison souls burst out with powerful light at the same time.
"puff!"
Before Wu Xuan could react, his whole body had been blown away.
"what happened?"
Wu Xuan's expression changed drastically.
Although the tyrannical power of the prison soul did not kill him, it also caused him serious injuries.
He was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable.
"How can a treasure like the prison soul be at the disposal of someone like you? It will be useless even if I give you a chance!"
Zheng Zhi grinned.
Immediately, with a thought in his mind, the two hell souls were taken back into his body.
How similar are these words to what Wu Xuan said earlier?
Zheng Zhi returned the original words.
"you……"
Wu Xuan stared at Zheng Zhi.
That fierce look in his eyes made him want to eat Zheng Zhi alive.
Until this moment, how could he not understand that he was being plotted against?
"Does it feel good to be plotted against?"
Zheng Zhi asked with a smile.
"I am going to kill you!"
Wu Xuan roared with a ferocious expression.
He has plotted against others all his life, and how often has he been plotted against by others?
This breath, no matter what, was hard for him to swallow.
"If I were you, I would turn around and run away now. After all, the green hills are still there, so I don't have to worry about running out of firewood."
Zheng Zhi's face was full of jest and he sneered.
This guy has been severely injured by the prison soul and no longer has the strength to compete with him.
Even with a cultivation level in the middle stage of Silver Moon, it would be difficult for him to exert his peak strength of 10, 60 or 7.
Seeing this, many geniuses also cast gloating looks at Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan's sneak attack on them made these geniuses hold their breath in their hearts.
Now seeing Wu Xuan fail in front of Zheng Zhi, he naturally felt very happy.
"If that's the case, then I want everyone here to be buried with you for what you did."
In anger, Wu Xuan almost lost his mind.
I saw that he had formed a seal with his hands, and the blood chain surrounding the geniuses suddenly burst into a dazzling halo.
The faces of all the geniuses changed.
They felt that the blood in their bodies was being absorbed by the blood chain.
The fear of death looms in my heart.
However, just when the strange power of the blood chain was about to be fully activated, something unexpected happened.
"Crack!"
A crack resounded through the eardrums.
In this instant, all the blood chains cracked and shattered.
All the geniuses were stunned for a moment, their faces full of astonishment.
But after the shock, there was more joy in surviving the disaster.
Many talented people with weak minds were sweating profusely.
It's like a serious illness.
Previously, I really walked away from the gate of hell.
"how so?"
Wu Xuan's eyes widened.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
His blood chain is a treasure of the Blood Demon Clan, called the Blood-thirsty Demon Chain, which can absorb the blood of warriors.
Even those who are strong in the Silver Moon Realm cannot escape certain death once they are entangled in the blood chain.
But the bizarre scene in front of him made him unbelievable and puzzled him.
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the broken blood chain.
There was a cold air rising from the breaks of those blood chains.
"This cold..."
Wu Xuan's pupils shrank sharply.
"How's it going? Isn't it a surprise?
Very surprised?"
Zheng Zhi smiled and stared at Wu Xuan, whose face was full of astonishment.
That look was mixed with three parts sarcasm and seven parts mocking.
It's like an adult looking at a three-year-old child who is acting clever in front of him.
"When?"
Wu Xuan asked in a hissing voice.
"Of course it's when we're arguing."
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly: "If there is no purpose, do you think I am willing to accompany you to fight?"
"You are not a beautiful woman, do you really think I am willing to chat with you?"
This cold air is exactly Zheng Zhi's Nine Nether Cold Air.
After his first fight with Wu Hang, a strong man from the Blood Demon Clan, Zheng Zhi discovered that his Nine Nether Cold Qi seemed to be able to restrain the strange power of the Blood Demon Clan.
However, he was not sure whether his cold energy could break the blood chain.
Now that I have tried it, it actually works.
This was a surprise for Zheng Zhi.
"You...poof!"
Wu Xuan was very angry.
In the rage, his injuries worsened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Thank you, Brother Zheng, for saving me!"
Long Chen cupped his hands and said gratefully.
Duanmu You also held up his hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "I thought I, Duanmu You, would fail here today."
"Thank you, Brother Zheng!"
The other geniuses also thanked me profusely.
His eyes were filled with gratitude.
This was gratitude from the bottom of their hearts, because they knew very well that they did not have much friendship with Zheng Zhi.
Zheng Zhi saved them out of good intentions.
It is precisely this kind of action that is not mixed with any interests that makes these geniuses grateful.
However, after being grateful, everyone turned their attention to Wu Xuan with murderous intent.
Duanmu You said: "Brother Zheng, how should we deal with this person?"
Although he was asking Zheng Zhi for his opinion, the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed.
If it weren't for Zheng Zhi, he would have chopped Wu Xuan alive with his halberd.
Wu Xuan carried out a sneak attack without respecting martial ethics, which made Duanmu You extremely frustrated.
Now he wants to kill him again. This makes Duanmu You, who is arrogant and arrogant and has never suffered much loss since childhood, how can he endure it?
Duanmu You’s thoughts are also those of all geniuses.
How have these proud men ever suffered such a big loss?
They fought openly and honestly, and they had no complaints if they lost.
But if you conduct a sneak attack, that would be too much.
"Amitabha, even though the poor monk is a monk, the Buddha has three fires. The actions of this person will make the Buddha have murderous intentions."
Chen Xin clasped his hands together.
Although he was chanting Buddha's name, his eyes were cold.
This eminent Buddhist monk, who was always compassionate, rarely got angry.
"The murderous intention is very strong..."
At this moment, Wu Xuan spoke.
There was no trace of fear on his pale face.
He said: "Do you think you really won?"
As soon as these words came out, all the geniuses frowned.
At this time, Wu Xuan slowly raised his gloomy ghost-like head: "Zheng Zhi, don't be too happy too early. Do you really think that the things belonging to the Blood Demon Clan are so easy to get?"
A ferocious face, like a ghost, caught the eye.
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi frowned and muttered secretly: "Does this guy have some back-up tricks?"
When things go wrong, there must be monsters!
This Wu Xuan has not retreated yet, and it is very possible that he still has some backup plans.
The next moment, he slowly knelt down and shouted loudly: "Welcome ancestor!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expressions changed.
Before anyone could react, the void above their heads suddenly shook violently.
A bloody portal appeared without any warning.
In the blood-colored portal, there is a blood-wood coffin, exuding overwhelming power.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat as the coffin lid slowly opened...