Many warriors kept roaring and their momentum was formidable.
Everyone’s footsteps bombarded the ground just like claps of thunder.
Marsha’s voice sounded in the ears of everyone present.
From the warriors he faced to the senior members of the clans sitting after the finish line, they could all hear Marsha’s words.
Almost everyone was stunned, and their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
At a glance, about 70 warriors were rushing to the finish line, yet Marsha boldly said he would stop them from finishing the final 20 meters distance.
Not only that, but Marsha also wanted to kill Jack under everyone’s watchful eyes.
Hence, many people peeped at the Ford family’s senior members.
Unfortunately, most of their expressions were unreadable, and no one knew what they thought.
Nonetheless, there was one thing that everyone surprisingly agreed on, Marsha lost his mind.
This guy was surely crazy, as only a madman would say and do such a thing.
None of them could understand the anger Marsha felt, including Abraham, who was close to him.
However, she knew that Marsha was burning with rage.
The framing, the cursing, and the humiliation made Marsha feel as if he once again experienced everything when he just returned from the war and arrived at Salleria for the celebration.
“Jack, I must kill you!” Marsha gritted his teeth and sneered.
The murderous intent on his face was like a sharp knife, breaking through the limitation of time and space.
When Jack glared at Edgar, he felt his heart was tugged at, and his face was immediately ashen.
Nevertheless, the surrounding warriors almost instantly burst into a roar.
“What is this guy talking about!”
“What a naive man!”
“Let‘s show him how powerful we are!”
“We definitely can’t let go of this madman!”
As the warriors roared angrily, they were also inching closer to Joe.
The sharp weapons in their hands shone with brilliant lights, and they suddenly aimed at Joe.
“Is this all you got?” Marsha sneered.
Then, he swiftly grabbed onto his Blazing Spear and blasted out a clap of thunder.
“You guys! Are inexperienced! The Firmament’s Bloodbath!”
In an instant, the shadow of the spear swept across, making loud noises.
It was as if a large phantom army was crushing the scene.
Crackled and rattled!
All the arrows aiming and the sharp weapons held by the warriors rushing at Marsha instantly exploded.
The blade was broken at every part, and the longsword was severed into several sections…
Marsha emitted a terrifying wave of aura as if raging waves were beating against the shore.
Boom!
The ground trembled.
Soon, seven warriors wailed miserably as blood sprayed out of their throats, and they fell backward.
“What!”
“This guy did that!”
“That’s impossible!”
On the high platforms, each clans’ warriors and even cultivators could not help but leap and exclaim.
At that time, all of them saw the 12.
glowing lines on Marsha’s figure.
They seemed like energy channels, getting brighter and brighter.
“Pulse controlling… ” Someone mumbled, and their eyes flickered with the looks of disbelief.
“No wonder he dares to do this… However, he just managed to control his pulse… Isn’t it too forceful…”
“He’s crazy… He lost his mind…”
Compared to those groups of warriors’ madness, the martial artists and cultivators on the high platform all appeared solemn.
The Evergreen Green Town had another 16 year-old Pulse Control Realm cultivator!
Ian’s hands were somewhat shaking, but he hid them well, and no one noticed.
‘A genius! It seems that besides Jordan, the Lawrence family has another prodigy!’ Ian’s heart was beating wildly.
When Abraham saw this scene, she was initially surprised.
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