Sun Changxiao shouted in a mix of anger and panic, "Senior Bu, I am only trying to reason with you. After all, everything in this world has to be reasonable, right? The way you arbitrarily sentence someone to death is unjust..."
He clamored in panic because he could feel Bu Chou's murderous intent completely locking onto him.
There was no way to escape.
"Execute!"
Bu Chou ignored whatever he was shouting, raising the Fengyun gun. A sweep of wind and clouds seemed to be pulled down from the blue sky by him.
One strike fell.
Before this strike descended, the energy locked onto Sun Changxiao, the momentum sealing the space between heaven and earth, leaving Sun Changxiao with no ability to resist.
Unable to even struggle, he was confined in the air.
"Poof!"
With one strike, ten thousand peach blossoms bloomed, turning the person into minced flesh.
"Still trying to pressure me with the greater good? Who do you think you are!"
