"What the hell does this old fella want to do, run!"
"He's trying to kill us, run!"
The disciples of the Three Alliances of the Immortal Sea Alliance screamed in terror, fleeing to a distant place.
However, the giant palm covered hundreds of meters, and those disciples simply could not escape.
In an instant!
Rumble rumble rumble...
The earth shook heavily!
A massive palm print had been smashed into the ground!
Hundreds of disciples were also smashed into pulp, dead beyond any redemption!
"You beast!"
Samuel Lee roared hoarsely, "If you want to kill, kill us; don't touch my brothers!"
"Come on, if you have the guts, kill us!"
"You, a True Immortal, all you can do is bully the weak?"
Caleb Greiner and Haward Lyons both also roared out.
Martin Tolkien and the other elders trembled with rage.
Joshua Atwell paid no heed to the roars of Samuel Lee and the two others, but looked indifferently at Martin Tolkien and said, "Martin Tolkien, do you really not surrender?"
