Mistakes of The Conniving Schemer

"Sir…this matter… Right, it’s all the Qinshen dynasty’s fault. I hope…" The Qin Emperor had realized the error in his ways. This man was simply way too strong. To think that even Elder Huang and Elder Yin would not be his match.

"Hope your mother..." Lin Fan roared furiously. Swinging down his axe, the Qin Emperor’s face changed as he tried to block with everything he had. Despite that, he was slammed backward by the tremendous impact of it all, crashing deeply into the jade limestone fighting ring like a kite which had been cut off.

Lin Fan was like a God as he descended slowly onto the ring. Below him, all the disciples from both sects did not dare to let out a single sound. Their elders had been defeated right before their very eyes, and even right now, no one knew if they were alive or dead. Everyone was filled with fear.