Chapter 229 Life and Death Crisis

Hand over the treasure, or die!

This is the choice Wei Kun gave Chu Liang.

A trace of ferocity appeared on his face, and wisps of murderous intent permeated, like a terrifying demon walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Chu Liang, I'll give you thirty breaths of time, you think about it carefully!" He seemed to have lost his patience, and his murderous intent became stronger and stronger, and his cold eyes pierced Chu Liang directly.

The pressure of death is far beyond any words.

Wei Kun seemed to be sure that the treasure was in Chu Liang's hands, and he couldn't help but refute it.

His words were full of tyranny.

Anyone who heard it would feel that if Chu Liang didn't call out the treasure, he would definitely kill Chu Liang!

"Chu Liang, you have to understand that the Houfu does things without a reason."

Wei Kun said coldly: "You do have some talent, but this talent is not enough to save you. Let alone you, even if there are ten or a hundred geniuses like you, the Houfu will kill you at will. After killing you, there will be no dissatisfied voices outside, and they will only praise my Houfu for killing well!"

This direct threat, with a strong murderous intent, came to his face.

His dry fingers tapped the stone table, and each time it seemed to hit the heart, it was chilling.

"Chu Liang, you still have twenty breaths." His voice became colder and colder, as if it came from the netherworld purgatory.

The whole secret room became much colder, like an ice cave in the cold winter.

"The treasure, or your life, think carefully, time is running out." Wei Kun stared straight at Chu Liang, his eyes always on Chu Liang's face, without moving at all.

But Chu Liang seemed not to feel the murderous intent on him, and just said helplessly: "Old Wei, I really didn't take the treasure. I was too far away at the time, and it was too late. Even if you kill me, I can't take it out. I can't just take something to fool you, right?"

"Ten breaths left!"

Wei Kun's face was cold, and it seemed that he didn't intend to listen to Chu Liang's explanation at all, just the treasure.

How many people in the county can withstand the murderous intent of the muscle-refining strongman?

Even a skin-refining expert like Yang Wenyuan would probably feel fear and despair when facing Wei Kun and the entire Marquis' Mansion, and offer his treasures with both hands in exchange for a way out.

The atmosphere in the secret room became more and more oppressive, making it difficult for people to breathe.

The air seemed to freeze.

But Chu Liang was not nervous. He knew that the old man was deceiving him, and he was not afraid even if he really did it.

He had secretly clenched the small wooden sword, and he could break it in an instant, bursting out a ray of sword energy from the Changhe Sword Saint.

Before the Grandmaster's sword energy, let alone tendon refining, even a bone refining expert would be shattered by a sword, turned into ashes, and died on the spot!

Of course, Wei Kun is an important figure in the Marquis' Mansion after all.

Try not to kill him if you can.

Chu Liang's current strength is not enough to go against the entire Marquis' Mansion. If he kills him, he can only flee overnight, escape all the way out of the Wenhai Mansion area, change his name, and live in another place.

Just like the "blood wolf" who killed the servants of the Marquis' Mansion, many people suspected that he was either dead or had fled to another city.

"Chu Liang, you still have three breaths!"

After saying that, Wei Kun's aura suddenly burst out, like a raging mountain torrent, unstoppable.

He immediately stood up, with murderous intent rolling. Although his body was thin, he looked like a prehistoric beast, raising his terrifying claws.

With this claw, an ordinary warrior's head would probably have five more finger holes!

Chu Liang raised his head and said, "Old Wei, after I die, can someone send my body back to Qingshi Village so that I can be buried with the ancestors of the Chu family."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you!"

Wei Kun shouted coldly, with boundless murderous intent bursting out, and slapped down with one claw!

With a tearing sound, the claw shadow flashed, as if even the space was torn apart, without any hesitation or pause, it went straight to Chu Liang's head!

But at this moment, Wei Kun's heart suddenly palpitated.

An inexplicable panic and uneasiness filled his heart and instantly spread throughout his body, making his back cold and aware of the crisis of life and death.

Not good!

His face suddenly changed, and the claws that were swinging down stopped abruptly, staying seven inches above Chu Liang's head.

"How could this be?"

Wei Kun's heart was pounding, and his breath became disordered.

He had a feeling that if he hadn't stopped just now, it would not be Chu Liang who died now, but himself!

He hadn't felt this kind of fear of death for many years.

Wei Kun couldn't believe it. He was a master of tendon training and the coachman of the Marquis. In terms of strength and status, he was top-notch in the entire Wenhai Marquis Mansion, and few people could pose a threat to him.

But today, in this small county, facing a junior in the blood coagulation realm, he actually felt the panic that he was almost forgetting.

"Boy, you have a killing weapon on you!" Wei Kun stared at Chu Liang, his old eyes full of vigilance, and his dry body unconsciously leaned back a little, no longer daring to directly oppress like before.

He actually didn't intend to kill Chu Liang.

Just as Chu Liang guessed, he just guessed that Chu Liang might have got the treasure, but he couldn't be sure, so he used the pressure of death to force Chu Liang.

He originally planned to stay half an inch above Chu Liang's head.

But this sudden feeling of life and death interrupted all his calculations.

"Boy, what on earth is it that makes me so frightened and uneasy." Wei Kun asked.

"It's just a little trick, not worth mentioning." Chu Liang smiled lightly.

"No wonder you are not afraid of the Jinshi Escort Agency, it seems that you have been prepared."

Wei Kun sat down slowly, and his breath gradually stabilized.

He was a smart man and knew that Chu Liang would not attack him, after all, he was a very important figure.

Moreover, this kind of killing weapon usually only has the effect of one strike, and it will be gone once it is used. It is extremely precious and must be kept for use at critical moments.

Thinking of this, Wei Kun put away all his murderous intent and coercion, and a smile appeared on his old face that looked like a dry tree bark, as if it was melting ice.

He changed his expression to a gentle one and said with a smile: "You are very smart, you should be able to guess that I will not really kill you, I just want to scare you."

Chu Liang also laughed and said: "Old Wei really scared me a lot, I really thought that Old Wei really wanted to kill me."

"Haha, the troubled times are coming, and the Marquis' Mansion is thirsty for talents. How could they attack a genius like you? You are a genius born in my Wenhai Mansion, and you are half a member of the Marquis' Mansion!"

Wei Kun smiled again, and his smile became more and more natural, and his words were full of appreciation.

"Your talent is rare even in the city. I would not want to kill you, or even hurt you." He praised.

After these words, Chu Liang and Wenhai Marquis's Mansion were brought closer.

The whole secret room seemed to be warmer, and all the pressure was eliminated.

Chu Liang smiled modestly: "Mr. Wei, you are too kind. My talent is not very good, just average."

"Don't be modest, you are too modest!"

Wei Kun smiled, gentle and natural, as if he was talking to his younger generation.

He said casually: "You have excellent talent, but your strength is still lacking, and you can't really use the treasure. Why don't you exchange it with the Marquis' Mansion for the resources you need now? What do you think?"