The Evil Fate Swordsman was dead!
Everyone, including the Clan Leader of the Ice Wing Clan, was shocked.
They had anticipated the outcome of the battle—that the 'Evil Fate Swordsman' would triumph, or at the very least fight to a draw—but they never imagined Zhao Yun could kill the 'Evil Fate Swordsman'!
It had to be understood, the 'Evil Fate Swordsman' was a top-tier prodigy!
If Zhao Yun could kill opponents of a higher cultivation level, didn't that make him a monstrous prodigy?
At this thought, the eyes of all the powerhouses from the myriad clans of the heavens blazed with bone-chilling killing intent.
"Seeking death!"
"Daring to kill our clan's prodigy, you have audacious guts!"
"Myriad Evils True Form!"
Violent shouts erupted. Six Half Evil Clan powerhouses, their eyes bloodshot and surging with Demonic Qi, shook the winds and clouds for hundreds of millions of li as they charged Zhao Yun.
