Super Evil Emperor

0Several tens of meters away, when He Lian and the other three heard the consecutive miserable cries that came from behind them, they were so scared that their hearts greatly shook, and they even fled outwards with all their might.    1

    

However, just at this moment, the four men only felt darkness above them, raising their heads to look at the gigantic giant golden palm, their faces instantly became pale, then they roared out together and attacked, wanting to destroy the giant palm.    

    

It was a pity that when their attacks landed on the giant golden palm, they only stirred up light ripples, and did not stop it in the slightest.    

    

In the next moment, He Lian and the rest watched in despair as the giant golden palm descended. The four people's protective light could only last for a few breaths before exploding, followed by many miserable wails. Under the giant palm, the four people of He Lian's group exploded into four blood fog's, and died on the spot.    

    

After killing four people, the giant golden palm did not slow down at all and crashed into the ground below.    

    

However, with a loud rumbling sound, the ground shook and the trees started to sink. Countless tree trunks were shattered, and none of the birds and Demonic Beast in the forest could escape, as all of them became fly ash s at that moment.    

    

When the dust settled, a huge depression appeared in the forest. The depression was shaped like a clear palm print.    

    

Seeing the gigantic palm print, Disciples of the various Sects's face paled, his legs trembling, if not for the fact that he was in the air, he would have probably knelt down in fright.    

    

"Alright, it's your turn." At this time, Yang Xie retracted his palm, looked at the crowd, and waved his longsword. In an instant, countless sword beams shot out, enveloping everyone within.    

    

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yang Xie stood at his original spot. Drops of blood dripped down from the tip of sword and around him was no longer anyone alive.    

    

The blood that was left behind dyed the entire valleys red, and the thick smell of blood rose to the sky, even from thousands of miles away.    

    

At that moment, Yang Xie carried the blood stained longsword in the middle of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, like a peerless fiendish demon.    

    

While he was killing all these people, the colorful light pillar behind Yang Xie had already shrunk to the width of a foot. From the looks of it, he would most likely be able to successfully refine it in a while, and at that time, he would be able to retract the 'Cold Sword'.    

    

But just at that time, from the distant horizon, there were even more rays of light flying over. This time, there were even more people. There were close to a thousand densely packed people.    

    

"There really is no end to it." Yang Xie looked into the distance and muttered to himself.    

    

Amongst these countless rays of light, there were over ten of them that were the thickest and most dazzling. It was evident that these people were all extremely powerful disciples, and two of them were especially resplendent.    

    

The strangest one of them was actually incomparably pitch-black, and it emanated a sinister aura.    

    

The aura these two rays of light exuded was incomparably surging, far surpassing the Peak of the Heavenly Completion Realm of friar s. Even Yuan Zhen and the others could not compare to them by far, let alone the Small Perfection of the Celestial Realm of the friar s.    

    

When these people were about to become valleys s, they could already feel the smell of blood rushing towards them. Their expressions changed and they revealed surprise, not knowing how could there be such a strong smell of blood in front of them.    

    

When everyone reached the top of the valleys, they saw the corpses that covered the ground and the gigantic palm print. All of their expressions changed and the sound of breathing could be heard.    

    

"What's going on here? How could so many people die? " One of the disciples had a pale face. Looking at the miserable scene below, he was shocked.    

    

Some of the female disciples who came already had a nauseous feeling. After all, not one or two people died, or a dozen or so people died, but several hundred corpses with broken arms. That scene was enough to scare a timid person to the point of fainting.    

    

And there was also that incomparably huge palm print, which caused the hearts of the disciples to tremble. Although they had not experienced it personally, one could imagine the astonishing might of this palm from the traces it had left.    

    

"Isn't this the 'Iron Man' Hong Bang who is ranked number 94 on the 'Heroes List' list?" Suddenly, one of the disciples saw the Tall Tower Man whose chest had been pierced and asked with a trembling voice.    

    

"There's also that 'Berserker Blade' Yuan Zhen who's ranked 54th in the 'Heroes List'." At this time, the other disciple said in shock as she saw the corpse of the rock wall.    

    

"The 'Ghost' He Lian who is ranked eighty-fourth on the 'Heroes List'."    

    

"Xiang Xu of the seventy-fifth."    

    

"Sixty-third!"    

    

Everyone looked over and the shock on their faces became denser.    

    

When they found out that there were six corpses of Heroes List s in total, they were all stupefied.    

    

Even the faces of the dozen or so disciples who were also powerful disciples of the 'Heroes List' changed greatly.    

    

"What's going on?" How could so many powerful disciples die? " A disciple's heart began to tremble and even her words started to tremble.    

    

Everyone was extremely powerful, and every death could cause a huge commotion. Furthermore, a total of six disciples had actually died, and not to mention the hundreds of corpses that were left behind.