Rebecca Stone looked tenderly at Lionel Yeager, murmuring, "Mullen, I never realized that, without knowing it, you have become so strong..."
"How... how can this be?!!"
Neal Lee's voice was fear-stricken, and he stood frozen and dumbfounded.
Johann Chaplin was the Law Protector of the Heaven-Spread Sect!
He was a true cultivator!
How could he possibly be slain by this beast, Lionel Yeager, with a single sword strike?
If Neal Lee hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought he was dreaming!
But even in a dream, it wouldn't be this absurd, would it?
Even Jone Harris and the others were stunned.
They were sent flying by Yeager just now simply because they hadn't been paying attention to him.
They had thought that with Johann Chaplin, they could kill Lionel Yeager, but to their shock, Chaplin had been the one killed!
Rage!
An endless fury surged in their hearts!
Lionel Yeager lifted the sword in his hand, his voice resonant, "Who's next? Who will come?"
