Whoosh!
Boom!
Whoosh!
Boom!
The sky rang continuously with the sounds of air being torn apart, followed by the thunderous crashes of heavy objects smashing into the ground.
Everyone watched with their own eyes as demonic spears shot out from Ye Xiwen's hand one after another. Each spear tore through the sky and claimed the life of a Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan expert.
The martial artists of every race counted carefully in their hearts, then all drew sharp breaths. These were all the elite among the elite of the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan.
Even for a colossal force like the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan, which had existed for who knew how many tens of thousands of years, nurturing Transcendent Realm Seventh Heaven and Eighth Heaven experts was no easy task.
Yet they had lost so many at once. Once the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan learned of this news, would it not immediately cause a tremendous upheaval? Those old ancestors who had been in seclusion for countless years would likely be unable to resist emerging to settle the score with Ye Xiwen.
Just thinking of such consequences made people shudder in terror. Only Ye Xiwen would dare do something like this!
He acted with utter abandon, as though he had no scruples whatsoever. Spear after spear, he nailed the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan's elites to the ground, as if passing judgment upon them. This was the spear of judgment.
Although the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan had come to hunt Ye Xiwen first, it had to be admitted that Ye Xiwen was truly ruthless—far more ruthless than anyone had imagined.
Yet only the ruthless could accomplish great deeds!
"No!" E Xing's eyes split wide with rage as he watched his companions being nailed to death one after another by Ye Xiwen's spears.