God Emperor

A sense of coldness showed in Feng Zhilin ’s eyes. His five fingers combined together again and aimed at breaking Zhang Shaochu ’s the other hand.

”Enough! ” Zhang Ruochen exclaimed.

Feng Zhilin stopped his strike at the Fourth Prince and sneered. ”My Ninth Prince, have you finally made up your mind? ”

Zhang Ruochen looked irritated. He released the Death Sickle from Nie Xuan ’s throat and threw it on the ground, ”Let my fourth brother go! ”

Zhang Ruochen clearly knew that even though he had threatened Feng Zhilin with Nie Xuan ’s life, it wouldn ’t work as Feng Zhilin didn ’t care about whether Nie Xuan was dead.

”That ’s right! ”

When Feng Zhilin noticed that Zhang Ruochen had let Nie Xuan go, there was a cunning smile on his face. His hand still struck Zhang Shaochu ruthlessly and broke his arm.

Then Feng Zhilin threw Zhang Shaochu, who had fainted away because of the serious pain, aside. He stared at Zhang Ruochen and chuckled. ”Your Highness, bear in mind this is the School of the Martial Market, not Yunwu Commandery. Every word you say, you must mean. When it ’s time to back down, you have to back down. Come on guys, destroy his arms and legs, now! ”

The 20-odd students all attacked Zhang Ruochen at the same time as if they wanted to tear him into pieces.

Zhang Ruochen didn ’t bother to look at those who were rushing towards him. He stared coldly at Feng Zhilin and walked towards him little by little.

One of the students, who was at the Advanced Stage of the Black Realm, rushed and attacked Zhang Ruochen. Zhang Ruochen caught the student ’s arm with one hand and smacked him with the other hand. The student ’s arm was broken by Zhang Ruochen ’s palm.

”Bang bang! ”