"What? Weren't you just clamoring to cut out my tongue and take my life? Why has everyone turned into a coward now?" Shen Haoran taunted the Martial Artists who dared not advance, his voice dripping with contempt.
The surrounding disciples of Fallen Valley saw Shen Haoran's arrogant expression, and their faces turned livid with rage as they ground their teeth. But based on what had just happened, Shen Haoran had crippled Wang Jun with a single blow. 'This kid's power can't be as pathetic as the rumors say.'
"Hmph, it seems you do have some skill. But no matter how much you struggle today, death is your only way out!" Elder Xue said coldly, casting an indifferent glance at Shen Haoran.
"All of you, attack together. Take him down for me," Elder Xue then ordered the disciples. "I want him to become the fertilizer that extends my life!"
