Liew Hong suddenly grasped Xia Mengqing in his hand, watching as a young girl on the brink of adulthood was about to die by his hand. The girls watching in the sky couldn't help but turn around, unwilling to witness it.
"Ding Fan, cut... kill... him!"
In this critical moment, Xia Mengqing suddenly shouted. Hearing her words, Liew Hong instinctively tilted his head towards his back, immediately sensing something amiss since there was no sound behind him. Clearly, this was another stalling tactic from Xia Mengqing.
"Not good! I've fallen into a trap..."
Without having time to look back, he felt Xia Mengqing wave her hand, and a black powder flew into the sky above Tiantian, covering him all over. At this moment, he didn't have time to think of anything else, and as he exerted force with his hand, he crushed Xia Mengqing's neck.
"Ha... haha!"
