Chapter 137: So What If You Are the Prince of Northern Suppression

"Fine, I'll give you a chance. Call Zhao Zilong right now and have him come over," Lin Feng sneered.

"This is what you said; don't you regret it!"

Zhao Haoran immediately dialed Zhao Zilong's number and said, burning with anxiety, "Zilong, come back quickly, something major has happened at home! Lin Feng of the Lin Family has attacked us! Your cousin is currently being trampled under his feet; if you are even one step late, you won't be able to see him anymore!"

Northern War Zone, military camp.

Prince of Northern Suppression Zhao Zilong, dressed in his military uniform, flew into a rage upon hearing what Zhao Haoran said.

"Uncle, what are you saying? That Lin Feng is actually this bold? Just wait, I am coming back immediately. I want to see just how arrogant that brat can be!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Zilong summoned his secretary and ordered rapidly, "Prepare a fighter jet for me immediately; I need to return home... Also, send a message to Army Marshal Wei, tell him my family has suffered a great disaster and I must return!"

"Yes!"

The female secretary nodded and accepted the order in a hurry.

Half an hour passed quickly. Lin Feng took out his phone to check the time and sent out a message.

"Where is your nephew? Why hasn't he returned yet?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhao Haoran said with a ferocious expression, "He will be back immediately. Once he arrives, even if you grow wings, don't think about leaving our Zhao Family Courtyard alive!"

"Rest assured, I won't leave tonight until I have killed everyone in your Zhao Family," Lin Feng said meaningfully.

It was right at this moment that a rumbling sound came from overhead; it seemed a fighter jet had flown past.

Almost simultaneously, a figure descended from the sky, slamming heavily into the ground like a cannonball, kicking up a large cloud of dust!

Who else could the person be but the Prince of Northern Suppression Zhao Zilong!

"You are Lin Feng? You have such great audacity!"

Having just entered the villa hall, he saw corpses all over the floor, and Lin Feng was still trampling the blood-covered Zhao Ziyang under his feet, so the real Zhao Zilong was filled with fury and biting killing intent.

Lin Feng said indifferently, "My audacity has always been this great."

"Do you know who I am!" Zhao Zilong said, unable to contain his rage.

"You're actually asking me? Didn't your parents tell you?" Lin Feng sneered.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Zhao Zilong felt as if his lungs were about to explode with anger.

As the dignified Prince of Northern Suppression, he was high-ranking and powerful; wherever he went, wasn't he surrounded by crowds and pursued by countless people?

Yet now, not only did Lin Feng not show him the slightest respect, he even insulted him with his words. How could he endure this!

Zhao Haoran said even more urgently, "Zilong, stop wasting words with this guy, hurry and save your cousin! Your uncle only has this one son; he cannot die at the hands of this dog Lin Feng!"

However, just as Zhao Haoran finished speaking, a "bang" suddenly rang out.

Zhao Haoran turned his head to look, and his entire person was stunned!

Because the Zhao Ziyang under Lin Feng's feet had already become a headless corpse; his skull had shattered all over the floor like a watermelon, and there was blood and brain matter everywhere!

"I said just now, once your nephew Zhao Zilong arrived, I would kill your son Zhao Ziyang. One must keep their word, don't you agree, Zhao Haoran?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"You... you... you will die a horrible death! I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces to avenge my son!" Zhao Haoran roared in grief and indignation.

And Zhao Zilong was also dumbfounded.

He never dreamed that even though he, the Prince of Northern Suppression, had already arrived, Lin Feng would still dare to take action and kill Zhao Ziyang right in front of him.

This was simply a naked provocation!

"Good! Very good! Lin Feng, I have never seen someone as arrogant and reckless as you. Rest assured, I will make you pay a painful price!"

Just as Zhao Zilong finished speaking, he lunged at Lin Feng like an arrow released from a bow, arriving before Lin Feng in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a heaven-shaking roar erupted from Zhao Zilong's mouth: "Army Breaking Divine Fist!"

The Army Breaking Divine Fist was the most powerful Martial Skill Zhao Zilong had mastered; one could say he was starting with his ultimate move!

However, so what if he started with an ultimate move?

He was simply no match for Lin Feng!

Lin Feng merely lifted his right hand in an understated manner, deflecting Zhao Zilong's fist as if using four ounces to move a thousand pounds.

The next moment, vermilion True Qi shot out from Zhao Zilong's fist like a beam of light, but it missed Lin Feng entirely, instead punching a large hole through the thick concrete wall of the villa hall and piercing through several rooms in one go!

"The power is not bad, but what is the use if it cannot hit anyone?" Lin Feng said disdainfully.

Zhao Zilong did not waste words and threw another Army Breaking Divine Fist, striking fiercely toward Lin Feng's heart!

But this time, Lin Feng reached out with lightning speed, not only grabbing Zhao Zilong's wrist but also snapping it with a "crack!"

Thus, this punch from Zhao Zilong could not even fully erupt before it had already become a wasted effort!

Zhao Zilong felt terror in his heart.

Because Lin Feng had not only grabbed his hand and broken his wrist.

The vast and mighty True Qi within Lin Feng's body was like a boundless river, surging over and actually suppressing all of his own True Qi!

At this moment, Zhao Zilong was completely unable to mobilize his True Qi or display his Martial Dao strength!

In front of Lin Feng, he, the renowned Prince of Northern Suppression, was like a three-year-old child, weak and powerless!

"Prince of Northern Suppression, is that it?"

Lin Feng sneered, then exerted force suddenly, actually tearing Zhao Zilong's right arm straight off!

Blood sprayed, and mangled flesh flew everywhere.

Zhao Zilong screamed and stumbled backward, actually falling to one knee with a thud, unable to even stand up!

Three moves!

After only three moves, Zhao Zilong, this Prince of Northern Suppression, had already been defeated at the hands of Lin Feng, and had even had an arm torn off by Lin Feng!

He was now a cripple!

"You... what realm are you exactly..."

Zhao Zilong looked at Lin Feng in terror, while Lin Feng's figure became as tall and imposing as a mountain, pressing down on him so he couldn't even breathe!

This was, of course, just his illusion.

The strength Lin Feng displayed was truly too powerful, and the sense of oppression he brought was so intense it was unbelievable; Zhao Zilong even began to hallucinate before his eyes!

"What realm I am in, do I need to report that to you? Zhao Zilong, do you really consider yourself someone of importance?" Lin Feng said without the slightest courtesy.

Afterwards, Lin Feng looked at Zhao Haoran and sneered: "Look, this is the nephew you rely on, the Prince of Northern Suppression you view as your backing. Zhao Haoran, may I ask what your thoughts are now? Speak them and let me hear."

"You... you..."

Zhao Haoran trembled all over, as if fallen into an ice cellar, and though he said the word 'you' several times in a row, he could not utter a single complete sentence.

"Zhao Haoran, do you have no more trump cards? No more hidden weapons? Since that is the case, I have no interest in toying with you anymore. Now I will behead you and kill every single person in your Zhao Family!"

"Back then, what your Zhao Family did to our Lin Family in collusion with the Hidden Demon Sect, I shall replicate upon your Zhao Family tonight! But rest assured, I will cut the weeds and eliminate the roots; I will not let a single person from your Zhao Family go!"

Lin Feng's tone was chilling, his intent to kill firm!