Boom...
A mighty palm strike shot out from Xiao Yi's hand.
With the strike, a thousand meters around was filled with intense killing intent, instantly going berserk.
Cold, bloodthirsty, killing intent, everything seemed to suddenly turn into a monstrous force, all gathering in Xiao Yi's palm.
In the distance, the three City Lords who were fiercely battling Qing Lin also had a change of expression.
"What an astonishing killing intent, what a surging momentum."
"How can a mere kid at the Heavenly Extreme Peak have such power?"
Xiao Yi had already launched his palm strike.
Unless something unexpected happened, this palm was enough to claim the middle-aged man's life.
For the first time, a look of panic flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
"No... boy, you can't kill me, I am the First Chief Steward of the Asura Hall."
"If you kill me, it would be murdering your comrades, and you will be hunted by the Asura Hall."
