Meng Jun rushed forward, gripping the "Scythe of Death" in his hands. Although his face was distorted with tension, he still found the courage for Meng Ting and shouted, "Su Yu, you can't kill Chen Xuanbai! If you kill him, Miss will be in danger…."
Su Yu's left arm was grabbed by Meng Ting, causing him to hesitate slightly. He looked at Meng Ting's sobbing and regretful expression, listened to Meng Jun's howl, and then shook his head.
Meng Ting, I gave you a chance, but it was you... who gave up.
Su Yu didn't answer. He simply waved his hand and with a "pop," Meng Ting was flung away by an irresistible force.
The supposed Sixth Order strength she pursued was like a fragile child in front of Su Yu, easily defeated.
"No--" Meng Ting fell heavily to the ground, she couldn't help but crawl up and cry out in pain. However, Su Yu mercilessly dropped his left claw, instantly tearing open Chen Xuanbai's chest.
