"It's too late to beg for mercy now."

"When you wanted to come with me, I told you that your life would be in danger if you followed me. I told you to think twice before you act."

"I've obviously given you a chance."

"It's just that you didn't understand what I meant."

"Do you think I'm worried about you?" Chu Feng looked at the psychic Yueyue indifferently.

"You...you are warning me."

"At that time, you already knew that I was sent by the Seven Realms Holy Palace?" Psychic Yueyue opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Chu Feng in disbelief.

"It was just suspicion at the time, but the person who was chasing you later really didn't tip off the person, so it was confirmed."

"How could they not go and report the news? After all, if the Seven Realms Holy Mansion catches me, they will do a great job."

"But they really didn't tip off the information, so there is only one possibility. You are all in the same group."

"Just acting for me."

Hearing this, Psychic Yueyue's face turned ashen.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, clenched his palms tightly, a barrier sword appeared in his hand, and walked up to the psychic Yueyue.

"Psychic Yueyue, I'll give you one last chance. Can you guess, will I let you go?"

"I...I...I know I was wrong, but what I said is the truth. I was forced to have no choice. I hope..."

"Forced to have no choice?" Chu Feng smiled coldly.

Then, Chu Feng waved his big sleeve, and the sword energy flew out. Blood spattered, and wails broke out everywhere.

Psychic Yueyue has lost her head and body.

The dead cannot die again.

Why do you still cry when you die?

Because Chu Feng's sword not only cut off the head of the psychic Yueyue, but also cut off the tentacles on the heads of all the psychic saint clan members present.

They all held their heads and grinned in pain.

"Just now, when she was making up excuses and looking for reasons to beg me for mercy, she was still leaking information to the outside world."

"Tell me, should she die?"
Chapter completed!