A dangerous smile appeared on Gu Xuan's lips, and he stared straight at Leng Shuangzi.
At this moment, Leng Shuangzi was captured by the towering giant hand condensed by Gu Xuan, and was struggling.
Gu Xuan's eyes and Gu Xuan's dangerous smile made him feel cold all over, as if he were a lamb tied to a wooden stake and allowed to be slaughtered.
"Let me go, Gu Xuan! If you let me go now, I can swear that Zhongyuanyu will not pursue it! Otherwise, Zhongyuanyu and you will not let it go."
Leng Shuangzi was completely scared.
It's a pity that Gu Xuan's immunity is not generally high if he still uses a threatening tone when begging for mercy.
"Zhongyuan Territory's pursuit is a matter of Zhongyuan Territory. What I want to do is my business. And you should have the consciousness of being a prisoner. If you dare to threaten me again, I'm afraid I will really..."
As Gu Xuan spoke, he slowly approached Leng Shuangzi.
This feeling of oppression almost drove Leng Shuangzi crazy.
Leng Shuangzi's face changed from anger to panic, and then from panic to fear.
Gu Xuan's body was filled with a faint murderous intention.
He still approached Leng Shuangzi step by step, as if he was admiring the painful struggle of a dying man before his death.
Below, all the disciples of Yingtian Sect all had their mouths twitching.
Even Mo Jingyun and the Chuan Gong elders felt as if a slight chill was rising in their hearts.
They had seen Gu Xuan forcefully kill people many times, but this was the first time they had seen such a vicious and tortured scene like today.
The people of Yingtian Sect lit candles in their hearts for Leng Shuangzi and paid silent tribute.
At the same time, they also realized that the sect leader would probably not kill anyone today.
Because if Gu Xuan had murderous intentions, Leng Shuangzi would have turned into a corpse long ago, and there would be no need to defeat his will step by step.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Leng Shuangzi did not die, there would be room for change between Yingtian Sect and Zhongyuan Domain.
It is already a huge miracle that Yingtian Sect can defeat Dao Sect. No one dares to think that Yingtian Sect can still compete with Zhongyuan Domain.
Only Li Xieyun suddenly frowned slightly, as if he felt something.
At this moment, Leng Shuangzi was about to collapse. The cold sweat on his forehead was like heavy rain falling on his face, and then it continued to flow down.
In his opinion, Gu Xuan, the devil, really wanted to kill him!
Moreover, he was tortured first and then killed!
Now, Leng Shuangzi regrets extremely much, regretting why she took the initiative to take on the task of Ying Tianzong.
At first, he just wanted to find an opportunity to kill the threat of Gu Xuan. Even if he didn't find the opportunity, with the power of the Zhongyuan Domain, no one could do anything to him.
But I never expected that Gu Xuan, the devil, didn't play his cards according to the routine at all, and even Zhongyuan Domain completely ignored him!
At this moment, Leng Shuangzi felt that he had never been so useless in his life. He suddenly thought that if there was a chance to escape, then he must make a comeback and turn the entire Yingtian Sect into ruins!
Gu Xuan finally stopped. The distance between him and Leng Shuangzi was only one foot. Then, Gu Xuan stretched out his right hand and pinched Leng Shuangzi's neck.
"You...you...Gu Xuan, I beg you, don't kill me. I am the Saint Son of Zhongyuan Domain. I can promise you anything. You..."
Leng Shuangzi was trembling with fear and was so terrified that he couldn't even speak.
At this moment, a scene flashed in his mind of his Saint-slaying warrior, whose neck was strangled by Gu Xuan and turned into ashes in the flames.
However, he still had the last bit of luck, hoping that Gu Xuan would not dare to make a fatal move because of the power of the Zhongyuan Domain and his identity as the Holy Son.
Gu Xuan's right hand really didn't exert force for a long time.
The fear in Leng Shuangzi's heart finally slowly weakened.
After all, Gu Xuan still didn't dare to kill himself.
When he thought of this, the anger in Leng Shuangzi's heart suddenly emerged again, and he immediately began to brew harsh words in his heart, wanting to ridicule Gu Xuan.
But, right now!
A dangerous smile appeared at the corner of Gu Xuan's mouth, and he slowly came close to Leng Shuangzi's ear.
"Do you think anything will happen if I kill you?
Do you think Zhongyuanyu will really avenge you?
How do you think the Holy Son Shui Wuque died?
Do you think those old immortals in Zhongyuan Domain don’t know that I killed Shui Wuque?”
When Gu Xuan finished speaking, he pinched Leng Shuangzi's right hand and let go.
At the same time, the towering palm that tightly bound Leng Shuangzi turned into idle energy and dispersed in the void.
Then, Gu Xuan's figure moved and he fell into the Yingtian Sect.
An evil smile appeared at the corner of Li Xieyun's mouth, and he glanced at Leng Shuangzi with sympathy in his eyes, and followed Gu Xuan to the Yingtian Sect.
"Sing as you please, dance as you please, but don't let this bastard saint who is so scared that he wets his pants spoil you."
Li Xieyun laughed heartily.
Almost everyone in Yingtian Sect looked puzzled. They didn't know what the sect leader said in Leng Shuangzi's ears.
Why was Leng Shuangzi so frightened that he stood motionless in the void after listening to his words?
Leng Shuangzi stood quietly in the sky, as if he was frozen, without any movement. He didn't even notice when his Nishui Hanjian disappeared from his body.
I don't know how long it took for Leng Shuangzi to finally react from her fuzzy state.
His whole body trembled violently.
Just now, what Gu Xuan said in his ear made him feel like he had walked through hell.
He finally figured out why the elders of the Centennial Council wanted Gu Xuan to replace Shui Wuque as the Holy Son.
Not only because of Gu Xuan's talent, but also because he was the one who killed Shui Wuque and inherited Shui Wuque's luck. It would be the most suitable for him to take Shui Wuque's place.
At the same time, Leng Shuangzi finally realized that the so-called position of the Holy Son was never as glorious as he imagined.
Even if Gu Xuan really killed him just now, as long as Gu Xuan is willing to join the Zhongyuan Realm and become the Holy Son, then everything will be as if it never happened.
If he succeeds as a king or loses as a bandit, he will die forever, but Gu Xuan will step on his body and take away the glory that belongs to him!
Everything is just a matter of Gu Xuan's thoughts.
Leng Shuangzi took a deep breath, took a step back with difficulty.
He glanced at Ying Tianzong with complicated eyes.
Buzz!
At this moment, a wave of space fluctuations suddenly occurred, and a figure walked out of the void.
"The shameful guy was actually frightened to such an extent by a mere Gu Xuan. It's really ridiculous!"
A young man in colorful clothes, his eyes full of ridicule.
His chest, like Leng Shuangzi, had the word "Zhongyuan" embroidered on it.
The difference is that his strength is hundreds of times and thousands of times higher than Leng Shuangzi!