Ah! Ah!
Two more screams rang out. Su Mo severed Chang Qi and Hou Pengtian's arms at the shoulder. With their cultivation sealed, they had no ability to resist in Su Mo's hands.
"Su Mo, you... don't push people too far!"
Chang Qi and Hou Pengtian roared. Blood gushed from their shoulders, and the agonizing pain twisted their faces into grotesque masks.
"Pushing people too far?"
Su Mo smiled disdainfully. "When you two were trying to kill us, why didn't you say that was pushing people too far?"
Su Mo would show these two no mercy. They were destined to die today.
"We...!" The two were left speechless, their expressions incomparably ugly.
"I'll ask one last time. Who ordered you to come kill us?" Su Mo's voice was icy.
Chang Qi and Hou Pengtian's expressions shifted as their thoughts raced. If they did not speak today, Su Mo would likely kill them on the spot. But if they spoke, they would probably still struggle to escape death.
"Not talking? Very good!" Su Mo smiled faintly and raised his treasured sword again, poised to strike once more.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!" Chang Qi was greatly alarmed and spoke first. He had no choice. Su Mo was so ruthless that if he did not speak, he would die miserably at once.
Su Mo nodded, a trace of a smile appearing on his face. "Speak. Who was it?"
"It was the Great Elder, Zhu Wen, the Great Elder of our Luotian Peak," Chang Qi said.
"Zhu Wen?"
Su Mo narrowed his eyes, then looked at Feng Shaoyu and the other two. Seeing them nod, Feng Shaoyu said, "Eleventh Junior Brother, Zhu Wen is indeed the Great Elder of Luotian Peak. He is a Martial King Realm Ninth Level Peak expert."
Su Mo nodded.