Chapter 1747 - Face-slapping, Round 11 (6)
Chapter 1747: Face-slapping, Round 11 (6)
He climbed up, sticking his bloody fingers into the side of the cliff.
Thump —
The sound of his fingers piercing the stone was quite jarring.
It gave one the creeps.
Just then, crack!
The mountain peak a few hundred meters away was finally brought down by the landslide. With a cracking sound, the mountain peak fell apart and was soon devoured by the running torrent. The whole mountain peak disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
Sefiro was speechless.
Both of them looked astonished.
Compared with the power of nature, humans were such petty beings.
Seven paled a little. If he hadn’t jumped over to this side, he wouldn’t have survived.
Whoosh!
Seven picked up speed.
But Feng Wu didn’t want him to climb to the top. She picked up a long stick and tried to poke Seven’s head with it.
Seven was speechless.
He was a formidable Spiritual Lord, but because of his severe injuries, he had to endure this.
Normally, such a stick wouldn’t have posed any threat to him.
But now, he had to shift around to avoid the stick.
“Down! Down!”
Feng Wu jabbed him as if she was poking a rat.
At first, Seven was almost cornered, but soon, his eyes flickered.
When the stick came at him again, Seven opened his mouth.
He caught it between his teeth!
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
She tried to pull the stick back, but she wasn’t strong enough.
Seven smirked. Taking the opportunity, he moved faster.
He was about to reach the top when —
Sefiro raised her chin proudly at Feng Wu. She thought, Ha, Seven is coming up soon, and there’s no way you can stop him! You’re dead!
Feng Wu gave her a meaningful look.
The look gave Sefiro the creeps, and she wondered what Feng Wu wanted.
Feng Wu suddenly smiled, and it gave Sefiro a bad feeling.
“If I can’t stop him, you will!” Feng Wu took action immediately after that.
She then kicked Sefiro.
“Hm —”
With her tongue cut, Sefiro couldn’t utter a word, but there was a terrified look in her eyes.
It was too late for her to do anything.
She fell right over the cliff.
Feng Wu had either calculated the direction, or it was a happy coincidence.
Sefiro fell down to sit right on Seven’s shoulders.
The impact almost crushed Seven.
He would have been able to climb up if he were on his own, but now, there was Sefiro.
Whoosh —
He plummeted.
His nails left gouges in the stone.
“Argh —”
Hearing the howling wind in her ears, Sefiro screamed as she fell.
The fear made her grip Seven’s head and put her hands around his nose and mouth…