C1209 Do You Have Any Objections to Me Breaking One of Your Arms?

Silence, a deathly silence.

No one dared to make a sound. Their hearts were beating rapidly, and they felt as if they were about to jump out.

Boom!

Suddenly, all three Third-Grade Earth King Stage genetic martial cultivators were sent flying and slammed heavily onto the ground.

What!?

Everyone present finally came back to their senses, but just as they came back to their senses