928: C928 I'll Challenge 37 of You

C928 I'll Challenge 37 of You

Article 928. I challenge 37 of you.

Holy Sword only paused for a moment between Zuo Gang's eyebrows, then twisted and continued downwards.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Gang's body was crushed into pieces.

Zhang Xing used his Divine Sense and Holy Sword returned.

In an instant, the hundreds of thousands of people in the square were silent.

They looked at the two dead men in shock.

One of them had confirmed that it was 5-Star Warlord, and the other one was unknown to them.

However, Zhang Xing, Alliance Head Zhang, wouldn't kill him for no reason.

Presumably, the other person's cultivation level realm was at least four stars.

From Alliance Head Zhang summoning his sword to striking out his sword, to killing the two of them, it was only a blink of an eye.

By the time they reacted, the sword had already returned to Alliance Head Zhang's hand.

Who else on the scene could do this?

No one!

All the big shots of the Dharma Kingdom couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Zhang Xing was several times more powerful than the legends.

At this moment, those big shots who were only submitting on the surface, but in fact, they started to fear Zhang Xing deeply.

Dongfang Zhengyang and the others were so scared that their faces turned pale, and their legs kept trembling.

Others might not know, but they knew what kind of cultivation level realm the two people who were killed were.

That was 5-Star Warlord! Five stars!

If any one of them attacked, it would be enough to slaughter everyone present.

However, he was instantly killed by Zhang Xing.

They were terrified. The only thought in their minds was to run away as soon as possible.

Dongfang Zhengyang was the one who was most afraid of. The rules of the challenge were set by him. If he lost, he would give his life to Zhang Xing.

With Zhang Xing's cruel and merciless means, he would never let him go.

What should he do?

Just as Dongfang Zhengyang was racking his brains to think of a solution, Zhang Xing's faint voice was heard.

"Who else wants to challenge me?"

The remaining thirty-seven people remained silent. No one dared to answer, and no one dared to challenge him.

What kind of joke was this? Two 5-Star Warlord were instantly killed by Zhang Xing. It was equivalent to suicide for a three-star and four-star Combat Venerable like them.

"What's wrong? No one challenged me?"

Zhang Xing's cold gaze swept across the thirty-seven people.

"Since none of you want to challenge me, I will challenge all of you..."

Zhang Xing slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the thirty-seven people.

These people immediately became nervous.

All of them lowered their heads, and their eyes sparkled. They didn't dare to look at Zhang Xing, as they were afraid that Zhang Xing would choose them.

However, all of them were secretly paying attention to Zhang Xing from the corner of their eyes.

The tip of sword in Zhang Xing's hand pointed at Dongfang Zhengyang. Before Dongfang Zhengyang could tremble, the tip of sword moved away from his body.

Dongfang Zhengyang was so shocked that he almost wet his pants.

The tip of sword slowly moved on each of their bodies. In the end, Zhang Xing lowered his wrist and the tip of sword fell to the ground.

The thirty-seven people felt their hearts lighten, as if they had removed a heavy burden.

However, before they could even catch their breaths, Zhang Xing opened his mouth and spoke.

"I challenge all thirty-seven of you!"

Dong!

These people immediately felt their hearts stop beating.

What? Challenging all of us?

All of them felt their bodies turn cold and their hands and feet go numb.

This... this kid is too ruthless. He wants to kill all of us.

"Oh, if none of you object, that means you agree."

"Let's begin."

Zhang Xing's words were like a death sentence that was imprinted in their minds.

Buzz!

All thirty-seven of them raised their heads at the same time.

Their eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

They were going all out!

They nodded their heads and rushed towards Zhang Xing at the same time.

Of these thirty-seven people, more than half of them were from the Killer Group. They all took out their weapons.

They were either thin sword, short thorns, or daggers.

Zhang Xing smiled coldly. Holy Sword waved his hands continuously.

Those who rushed over were instantly killed.

The Sword Qi flashed across their head and chest.

Plop! Putong!

Some people had just taken a step forward, and some people had just raised their legs when their bodies split apart.0

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