"Puh ah!!!"
Gongyang Lu was directly impaled onto a tree by a branch, hanging in mid-air, and spouting a mouthful of blood.
His entire face twisted, a picture of exhaustion and despair.
At this moment, Jiang Feng appeared with a indifferent expression, strolling casually from the mountain path.
"Jiang Feng, you... you're not human... you're a devil! Don't kill me! I really... won't offend you again... I beg you, spare my life... I really don't want to die..."
Gongyang Lu, coughing up blood, begged Jiang Feng weakly.
He truly felt trapped in a nightmare; this young man before him was unbeatable and unescapable, his ultimate nemesis!
"No one wants to die, but today, you're doomed to die."
Jiang Feng said calmly, "However, before you die, if you're willing to disclose the current situation of the Tianji Pavilion, such as who sent you, I might allow you a more painless death."
"In your dreams!"
