"Li Changlin, kneel down for me!" Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, his fist fiercely smashing towards Li Changlin's right chest.
He was a Xujing Initial Phase Practitioner, this punch alone should carry at least nine thousand catties of force; Zhao Wuji believed Li Changlin couldn't possibly withstand this overwhelming strike.
Moreover, other powerful fighters around had already made their moves, under the combined assault of sixteen fighters, Zhao Wuji did not believe Li Changlin had any chance of turning the tables.
"It's over!" Seeing this scene, everyone from the Lin Family desperately closed their eyes.
"No!" Lin Ruonan cried out in pain, raising her hand powerlessly pounding the ground.
And Lin Yuchen, his eyes also shimmered with helplessness.
Watching his family members, father, and his second uncle falling to the ground one after another, Lin Yuchen knew that the Lin Family was done for; he might even be silenced by Zhao Wuji and Zhou Yongyi.
