"Chu Feng, you've already offended the Kong Heavenly Clan. If you kill us today as well, you'll have made enemies of all four great powers in the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm. You'll have nowhere left to set foot."
"There was never such deep enmity between us — certainly nothing that needed to come to this. If you stop now, there's still time."
Dugu Jianxu pleaded with Chu Feng even as he scrambled and crawled through the air, desperately trying to flee.
As for Chu Feng, he showed no inclination to cut off Dugu Jianxu's escape.
After all, Dugu Jianxu's cultivation had already been crippled. The pitiful remnants he still possessed posed absolutely no threat.
Though Chu Feng moved through the sky with an air of effortless ease, his speed was terrifyingly swift — several times faster than Dugu Jianxu's frantic sprinting.
So in the blink of an eye, Chu Feng and Zhao Hong had already arrived right in front of Dugu Jianxu.
Swoosh —
Chu Feng grabbed Dugu Jianxu by the collar and hoisted him into the air.
At this moment, Dugu Jianxu's entire body was trembling so violently that it was plainly visible to the naked eye. He had been thoroughly terrified.
"Ch-Chu Feng, think about this carefully. If you kill me today, my Sword Command Sect will never let you go," Dugu Jianxu threatened.
Yet Chu Feng acted as though he hadn't heard a word Dugu Jianxu said. Instead, he turned to Zhao Hong. "Just leave him an intact corpse."
"An intact corpse?"
"Are Chu Feng and Zhao Hong really going to kill Dugu Jianxu?"
"That's one of the most important figures in the Sword Command Sect — the future successor to the sect leader! If Chu Feng and Zhao Hong kill him, the Sword Command Sect will absolutely never let this rest."
Seeing that Chu Feng was truly prepared to deal a killing blow, the surrounding onlookers grew increasingly terrified.
And if even the bystanders were afraid, one could only imagine the expression on Dugu Jianxu's face at that moment — he had been completely struck senseless with fear.
"Chu Feng, I'm begging you. Please, let me go."
"If you let me go, the Sword Command Sect will absolutely form an alliance with you. We'd even help you deal with the Kong Heavenly Clan — it's not impossible!"
Dugu Jianxu spoke in the most abject, pitiful manner. Gone was any trace of the prodigious genius he had once been — in this moment, he was the very picture of wretchedness.
Smack —
But right at that instant, Zhao Hong struck out with a single palm, slamming it squarely onto Dugu Jianxu's face.
Dugu Jianxu's complexion flushed red. Then his mouth fell open, and a great spray of blood erupted from it.
In the next moment, his eyes rolled back, and every trace of life left him. Dugu Jianxu was dead.
Zhao Hong had truly killed Dugu Jianxu.
"She actually killed him!"
"Th-this Zhao Hong is one ruthless one too…"
The crowd was shaken to the core, and the way they looked at Chu Feng and Zhao Hong shifted yet again.
If one had to describe it, their fear of the two had deepened by several more degrees.
When it came to anything in life, thinking about it was one thing — actually doing it was something else entirely.
For a long time now, there had been no shortage of people who wanted Dugu Jianxu dead. Plenty had even proclaimed their intent to kill him.
But the only person who had actually gone through with killing Dugu Jianxu was this Zhao Hong.
Of course, everyone understood perfectly well — though it was Zhao Hong who struck the killing blow, the true mastermind behind it all was Chu Feng. Without his backing, Zhao Hong could never have killed Dugu Jianxu in the first place.
"Who do you want to kill next?" Chu Feng asked Zhao Hong.
"Next — him." Zhao Hong cast her gaze toward the Wine-and-Meat Monk.
The Wine-and-Meat Monk's face had gone ashen as death. Having witnessed Dugu Jianxu's demise, he knew his own end was imminent.
In this moment, he wouldn't dare invoke the Radiant Buddha Temple, for he knew it would do absolutely no good.
In his desperation, he abandoned all regard for his injuries and his dignity, dropping straight to his knees to beg for mercy. "N-no, no — please, don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Swoosh —
But in that very instant, Chu Feng had already brought Zhao Hong to the Wine-and-Meat Monk's side.
Smack —
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Hong delivered a merciless palm strike straight to the Wine-and-Meat Monk's face.
Pfft —
Another great spray of blood burst forth, and then the Wine-and-Meat Monk collapsed just as Dugu Jianxu had — his body slumped backward, and his life was extinguished.
Having killed two people in succession, Zhao Hong showed not the faintest intention of stopping. If anything, a hint of lingering satisfaction curved at the corners of her lips.