"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?"
The expressions of Martin Tolkien and the others struggled, not knowing what to do.
If they didn’t surrender, Joshua Atwell would massacre their disciples right before their eyes!
But if they surrendered, their Three Alliances would cease to exist, they’d have to bow down to tyranny, never able to raise their heads again!
"Alliance leaders, elders, don’t surrender!"
"Even if our Three Alliances are not a Big Sect, we also have our staunch pride!"
"We’d rather die standing than live on our knees!"
The disciples of the Three Alliances all shouted loudly, their eyes resolute.
"Quite some backbone there!"
Jonas Atwell, the Sect Leader of the Dragon Python Sect, sneered and said, "You’re not afraid of death, huh? Then I will slash you all to extinction one by one!"
Saying so, he violently swung the long halberd in his hand!
Shush shush shush!
Boom boom boom!
Streams of black fire waves and wild thunder fell from the sky, blasting toward the disciples who had just screamed the loudest!
The disciples didn’t even have time to dodge before they were hit!
"Ah ah ah..."
The horrid screams of agonizing pain resounded endlessly!
Hundreds of disciples were burnt alive by the flames, struck by the thunder into shattered bones!
"Hehe... Hahaha..."
Jonas Atwell laughed wildly, savagely saying, "Ants should have the realization of being ants, never think of defying Immortals!"
"Jonas Atwell, you will not die a good death!!!"
Samuel Lee screamed wretchedly, tears of blood streaking from his eyes.
"Someone will kill you, definitely!!!"
"Do you think you’re strong just because you have Late Earth Immortal cultivation? In front of real strong ones, you are nothing!!!"
Caleb Greiner and Haward Lyons also both roared in grief.
Jonas Atwell proudly said, "I have the support of the elders, who could possibly kill us?
With you trash, can you kill me?
These ants, I kill as I wish, and you can only watch helplessly, able to struggle at all?"
Saying so, he again swung the long halberd in his hand!
Another stream of flames and wild thunder fell from the sky, instantly annihilating hundreds of disciples!
"Ah ah ah ah!!!"
Samuel Lee screamed in grief, his heart almost bursting.
He furiously pounded the earth, hating his own inadequate strength, only able to watch helplessly as his brothers were killed, unable to do anything.
"Jonas Atwell, you deserve death! Death!!!"
"You will face retribution, definitely!!!"
Caleb Greiner and Haward Lyons also howled in anguish, their hearts as if bleeding.
Martin Tolkien and the other elders also had teary red eyes, overwhelmed with sorrow.
At this moment.
Elder Joshua Atwell was already somewhat impatient, harshly saying, "Are you going to surrender or not?
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