As everyone retreated, the entire hall became quiet for a while.
There was a dead silence.
Everyone, like watching a ghost, looked at the peerless and graceful figure in front of them.
Who would have thought that it was this person who, with his own strength, defeated the combined attack of countless powerful people from the Truman family.
The strength of this person is simply shocking and desperate!
"God!"
"What is the origin of this man?"
....
"Which bastard has offended such a strong man?"
Chu Qitian was already scared to pee at this time, trembling and hiding under the table, cursing wildly in his heart at the same time.
The faces of the rest of the people are not good-looking either.
Even the Great Elder was seriously injured and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
"who are you?"
"I, Trumen, have no grievances with your Excellency in the past, and have no grudges in recent days."
"Why, you want to make a big fuss in my Hall of Truman today."
"Aren't you afraid to bear the wrath of my Truman sect master?"
The Great Elder staggered and got up from the ground.
The gloomy gaze fell forward, and the dignified words rang out slowly.
In the main hall, the floor is full of mess.
All the strong men from all directions vomited blood and fell to the ground.
The celebrities and dignitaries from all walks of life who were originally invited to the funeral were even more frightened when they saw such a scene.
They are really afraid, afraid that other people's funerals will become their own again.
"What's going on with Truman?"
"Isn't it known as the strongest martial arts force in the world?"
"Why did they all get killed at the door of the house?"
"Are Truman's guards all pigs?"
In the mess all over the floor, the guests hiding in the corners cursed angrily and fearfully.
For them, this is undoubtedly a disaster.
If they knew this earlier, they would never have come to this shit funeral even if they were beaten to death.
This is true even for these guests, let alone the Great Elder who is a high-ranking Truman. JrNovels.com