Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 150: Wherever She Points, He Strikes!

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Wherever She Points, He Strikes!

The sword strike from Feng Yexuan seemed to fall slowly, as if he hardly exerted any force at all.

Yet, a huge crack split open the ground, from beneath his feet all the way to where the bandits stood.

Those who could dodge did so, scared out of their wits.

Those who couldn’t avoid it were wounded by the Sword Qi.

The formless Sword Qi actually sliced people in half.

The scent of blood instantly became intense.

Chu Qianli withdrew her gaze.

Her eyes were filled with blood-red!

Although she had witnessed many battle scenes, both big and small, countless in number.

But such a bloody scene, and at such a close distance, was still her first time.

That bastard, he really is terrifying!

If one day that sword stroke fell upon her, would she be chopped in half like that bandit?

The bandits all drew a sharp breath and hastened to retreat.

"Take the man away!" Feng Yexuan stepped forward.

Below, two brothers immediately lifted the black boss, whose tendons had been cut, following behind the Prince.

Chu Qianli was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, for fear that she might get hurt.

"You... You really think you can... can make it out?"

Although the bandits all feared the Prince’s sword, there were still thousands of brothers in the mountains!

Were they really scared of his mere dozen or so men?

Moreover, no matter how strong the War God’s Inner Strength was, it would eventually run out.

Thousands of men—they didn’t believe he could actually cut every single one of them in half!

"Brothers, don’t be afraid of him, attack!"

"Whoever dares to come closer, I’ll cut this guy down with one slice!"

Chu Qianli, not knowing when, had a knife in her hand, its blade pressing against the black boss’s neck.

"War God, to think you’d resort to such despicable methods!"

Feng Yexuan remained silent.

He indeed disdained to use such tactics.

But if his woman liked to use them, what could they do about it?

Chu Qianli’s wrist moved, and the knife immediately pressed out a fresh red line on the black boss’s neck.

"Order them to move aside!"

"Don’t... don’t even think... uh—" The black boss’s ear was deeply cut, blood pouring out.

The black boss, in pain and anger, nearly passed out from the lack of air.

Chu Qianli then glared at the surrounding bandits and coldly said, "Move aside! Otherwise, I’ll cut his throat!"

The War God possessed astonishing power; of course, he disdained using hostage-taking tactics.

But Chu Qianli was no gentleman.

Why not take the easier route if there was one available?

Although the War God was formidable, he couldn’t stand against a large and powerful group.

There would be losses!

The bandits, one by one, looked at each other in hesitation.

However, from the foot of the mountain, a commotion suddenly arose.

The sound of horse hooves, screams, the clashing of swords and shadows... Chu Qianli’s eyes brightened with excitement, "They’ve arrived!"

She grabbed the black boss’s hair and dragged him outward, shouting loudly, "Prince, our men are here, let’s fight!"

She actually used a commanding tone to tell the War God to take action!

Her brothers were all stunned into silence!

What shocked them even more was that the Prince actually responded with a "Good" and stepped forward, his sword slashing towards the bandits...

...

The fierce battle burned intensely for half a day.

The bandits of Heihu Mountain, dead or wounded, either surrendered or fled.

The numerous Heihu Stronghold, surprisingly, was completely swept away by their mere thousands!

The War God’s achievements were added once more to the annals of the court.

However...

Han Zhan looked at the woman washing up by the river, a frown on his brow, "It’s all your credit, are you really content to give all the glory to someone else?"

Or is it just because, that’s your man?