Xiao Qiao lowered her head, her gaze falling on Ma Hongjun lying on the ground.
There was not a trace of warmth in her eyes.
"Since your companions have abandoned you."
"Then you no longer have any value in existing."
The Banana Leaf Fan in Xiao Qiao's hand rose gently.
This time, it was no longer a test, nor was it a punishment.
It was pure killing intent.
"No... don't..."
Ma Hongjun was already delirious from the pain. Seeing the fan rise, he instinctively tried to beg for mercy.
"I... I'm a phoenix... I can't die..."
"A phoenix?"
Xiao Qiao scoffed and fiercely swung down her fan.
"Being reborn as a chicken in your next life would be giving you too much credit!"
Whoosh—!
Thousands upon thousands of Wind Blades erupted in an instant.
This was not some massive storm, but a dense rain of Wind Blades like the torture of a thousand cuts.
Pfft pfft pfft pfft pfft!
A dense cutting sound rang out.
Ma Hongjun did not even have time to let out one final scream.
His bloated body was instantly sliced into countless chunks within that horrifying storm of Wind Blades.
Blood, shredded flesh, and bone fragments mixed with the filthy Yellow Sand and scattered across the ground.
The Evil Fire Phoenix who had been so arrogant moments ago, spewing filthy obscenities from his mouth—
Now, not even his bones remained.
Only a patch of glaring scarlet was left behind.
This bloody and brutal scene was displayed through the Heavenly Curtain, without reservation, before everyone's eyes.
Ma Hongjun, one of the Shrek Seven Devils and the so-called Evil Fire Phoenix, had been reduced to scattered fragments just like that.
The entire Douluo Continent fell silent.
Then came a tremendous uproar.
Spirit City, Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong sat upright upon the lofty Pope Chair, not a hint of pity in her pale purple eyes.
She even found it somewhat amusing.
"Good riddance."
She softly uttered those three words.
The scepter in her hand lightly tapped against the floor, producing a crisp sound.
No one understood Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao's strength better than she did.
They were existences whom even she had to fear, Li Xin's most capable assistants.
Those Sisters appeared harmless, yet their methods were unfathomable.
Especially Xiao Qiao, who looked innocent and lively but was more ruthless than anyone when she acted.
That idiot Ma Hongjun had actually dared to spew obscenities at people like them and had even harbored such filthy thoughts.
If he did not die, who would?
"An ignorant fool."
Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze, a sense of satisfaction gleaming in her eyes.
The worse Shrek's people fared, the happier she became.
It would be best if they all died.
Heaven Dou City, deep within the Imperial Palace.
Qian Renxue stood before a vast floor-to-ceiling window, her golden hair cascading to her waist.
She watched the blood red image in the sky gradually fade, her brows knitting slightly.
For the first time, a grave expression appeared on that stunningly beautiful face.
"He died?"
She murmured to herself.
He had been a Titled Douluo.
Although Ma Hongjun had been forcibly elevated by the Crested Phoenix Sunflower and his foundation was unstable, he was still a powerhouse above level ninety.
On top of that, he had the boosts of Ning Rongrong and Oscar, two top-tier support masters.
Yu Xiaogang had been directing them from the side, while Xiao Wu kept their enemies occupied at the front.
Such a lineup would have the strength to fight even a level ninety-seven or ninety-eight Super Douluo.
But what had happened?
He had been slaughtered like a chicken.
He had possessed no ability to resist throughout the entire fight.
The blue-clad woman holding the lamp had not even truly launched an attack from beginning to end. A single control skill had rendered Xiao Wu helpless.
And the pink-clad girl holding the fan was even more terrifying.
Her control over the wind element had completely surpassed the realm of soul skills.
That was the Dao.
It was law.
Qian Renxue knew that even if she activated her Twelve-Winged Seraph true form now, casually killing Ma Hongjun so effortlessly would be no easy feat.
"Who exactly are these two women?"
A powerful sense of wariness rose within her.
This force that had suddenly appeared seemed far more frightening than she had imagined.
She had originally believed Li Xin was merely personally powerful. She had not expected every one of the people around him to be absurdly strong as well.
If several more experts like them appeared, how were they supposed to fight this war?
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, yet the fighting spirit in her eyes only burned more intensely.
Only the powerful were worth the thrill of conquest.
Heaven Dou City, Tang Sect headquarters.
Bang!
A fine rosewood table was smashed to pieces by a single palm strike.
Tang San's face was so dark it seemed ready to drip water.
He stared at the shredded flesh scattered across the Heavenly Curtain, veins bulging on his forehead and his eyes bloodshot.
Rage.
Utter, absolute rage.
It was not only because of Ma Hongjun's death, but also because of the profound humiliation he felt.
"Trash!"
Tang San ground his teeth and forced out those two words through the gaps.
He did not know whether he was cursing Ma Hongjun or someone else.
Ma Hongjun truly was trash.
He could never accomplish anything and always ruined everything.
He had only been sent to scout the way, yet he had insisted on provoking people he should never have provoked.
Provoking them was one thing. If he had been killed because he was inferior in skill, then he would have deserved his death.
But he had to disgrace himself before the entire continent.
Those vulgar, shameless words had utterly ruined the reputation Shrek had built over the years.
What disgusted Tang San even more was Yu Xiaogang.
That was his Teacher.
The man he had always respected like a father.
But what had that scene just now been?
Abandoning teammates?
Fleeing from battle?
Using so-called "psychological tactics" as an excuse, when in truth he was merely concealing his own incompetence and cowardice.
In the end, he had run faster than a rabbit.
He had not even glanced once at Xiao Wu, who had been trapped.
Tang San felt a wave of nausea.
Was this the Grandmaster he had always regarded as the ultimate standard?
Was this the wise man hailed as invincible in theory?
"Xiao Wu..."
Tang San clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his flesh.
Xiao Wu was still in that woman's hands.
Her fate was unknown.
A terror unlike anything he had ever felt before seized his heart.
Just then.
A cloud of green poisonous mist churned through the room.
Dugu Bo's figure silently emerged.
Old Poison's expression was equally grim, even somewhat pale.
He had also watched the Live Broadcast through the Heavenly Curtain.
"Little Monster, you saw it too?"
Dugu Bo's voice was somewhat hoarse.
Tang San said nothing and merely nodded heavily.
Dugu Bo sighed, the shock in his eyes still not faded.
"Those two girls... I remember them now."
"What did you say?"
Tang San abruptly raised his head and stared fixedly at Dugu Bo.
"You know them?"
Dugu Bo gave a bitter smile and found a chair to sit in.
"That was many years ago."
"When I traveled across the continent, I once saw them on the East Sea Shore."
"They were still quite young then. I only thought they were young noble ladies out traveling from some family. They were pretty enough, but I did not pay much attention."
As he spoke, a flicker of lingering fear passed through Dugu Bo's eyes.
"At the time, I even thought that those two girls looked so delicate. What would happen if they encountered bad people?"
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