C924 Now, call me god slayer!

Seeing that Jing Xiaoya's beautiful face had turned pale and that everyone was injured to the point of collapsing, no one dared to say a word to him. This Lysimachia chinensis Thunb was also laughing maniacally with pride and arrogance!

The people of Black River and Black Dragon Society also laughed sinisterly, looking at the martial artists on the ground, they were like pigs, dogs, sheep, sheep, disdainful and disdainful.

"Hahaha, who else would dare to come forward? Who else dares to stop me from doing whatever I want? Who else? Ah? Who else? "Hahahaha!"

The laughter of the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, which was like a vulture circling in the sky, was extremely arrogant.

"Trash!" "Your head, I will take it."

After those words were said, the entire place became silent. Everyone turned around and saw a figure slowly walking over with his hands behind his back. Behind that figure was a slim figure jogging.

After taking a few steps forward, the person that was a hundred meters away suddenly appeared in the arena. He was calm and collected, with an indifferent aura.

It was a young man in his twenties!

"Shrinking the earth into an inch?" Lysimachia chinensis Thunb was startled, his triangular eyes narrowed into slits as he looked at the young man.

Everyone stared blankly at this young man, not knowing who he was.

"Zhang Dongcheng, wait for me!" The slim figure who ran over was gasping for breath. It was Miss Deng Weiwei from the Deng Family.

Zhang Dongcheng?

Who is this?

Whether it was the Chinese cultivators or the shorty nation's Black Dragon Guild, none of them had heard of this name, and they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.

"From now on, don't call me Zhang Dongcheng, call me Zhang Sha Shen!" Zhang Dongcheng's eyes flickered as he leisurely spoke to Deng Weiwei. The moment the word "God of Slaughter" came out, a violent wind arose, causing the surrounding space to ripple like ocean waves.

"Zhang Sha Shen Zhang?" Deng Weiwei's small mouth slightly opened as she looked at Zhang Dongcheng in disbelief. Since the moment she met Zhang Dongcheng, the youth who seemed to have nothing to do with Zhang Dongcheng had changed.

Zhang Dongcheng swept his eyes across the faces of all the members of the Black Dragon Guild who were originally looking down on him, as if they thought that he had gone to his death to mock them. The look in their eyes instantly changed, the look in their eyes was as sharp as a death god's gaze swept past them, causing the bodies of these fellows whose hands were drenched in blood to suddenly tremble.

Such a terrifying gaze made one's soul feel fear from the inside out, making one's hair stand on end. It was as if one could see the eyes of the god of death and face it from a distance. The feeling that one would be crushed to death in the next moment seemed as if it would happen at any moment, causing one to be extremely afraid.

Quite a number of people from the Black Dragon Guild instantly broke out into cold sweat one after another. The clothes on their backs were all instantly drenched!

"Senior brother, be careful!" This Lysimachia chinensis Thunb is very strong! " Jing Xiaoya shouted from the side as she placed her only hope on Zhang Dongcheng. If Zhang Dongcheng could not defeat the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, she would not be able to accept her fate.

"So it's him!" He was saved, saved! Master, we are all saved! " Wang Yang Bing who was watching from the side recognized Zhang Dongcheng's appearance and was wild with joy in his heart!

"Little brother, this fellow is very powerful and his blade technique is extremely fast. You have to be careful!" The 100 Chinese fighters on the side couldn't help but to shout out.

Deng Weiwei was also standing at the side, looking at Zhang Dongcheng with incomparable anticipation. His pair of beautiful eyes swept across his face like autumn water, unwilling to move away no matter what.

These words, there was worry, there was hope, there was fear in his heart, there was sadness and sorrow, but Zhang Dongcheng only smiled, extended his hand, and crooked his finger.

"Lysimachia chinensis Thunb? Give me your head! "

Zhang Dongcheng looked at Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, and as if it was a matter of course, he stretched out his hand, wanting the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb to obediently give his head to him.

"Octagon Aniseed, you want my head? First, pay attention to your own little life! " Lysimachia chinensis Thunb felt the terrifying aura coming from Zhang Dongcheng's body, but his consecutive victories in battle had completely clouded his heart. He firmly believed that he would never lose!

"Seventy years ago, my empire has yet to finish its work. Today, I want to repeat the glory of my father's generation, completely conquer Zhona and destroy it!"

With a crazy roar, Lysimachia chinensis Thunb slowly pulled out his shiny katana and displayed the Willow Blade Art's first form.

With a fierce stamp of his foot, the ground shook with a boom. Lysimachia chinensis Thunb's entire body expanded by five to six inches, an invisible force burst forth from his body, causing the concrete ground to split apart and countless tiny stone fragments to shoot out, causing one's heart to palpitate!

The shiny katana in his hand had cloud patterns like chrysanthemums on its blade. The sharp blade reflected the moonlight, making people feel as if this blade didn't need to be touched at all. Just looking at it would make people bleed.

The blade edge spread the killing intent all the way out, it seemed to cause a gust of wind to blow away the layers of dark clouds in the sky, causing Lysimachia chinensis Thunb's tall and big figure to suddenly become extremely nimble, just like a cheetah. The sword tip was trembling slightly, as though the air was being ripped apart!

Although it was just the beginning, it was still extremely terrifying. Everyone's eyes were focused on the trembling blade and they felt as if their hearts were about to stop beating!

Seeing such a powerful Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, Hei Chuan and the hall master of the Black Dragon Society all grinned fiendishly and uncontrollably shouted:

"Liu Shengjun, kill this brat. Just like our ancestors did 70 years ago, cut off that pig's head!"

"Kill him, completely destroy that man's will! The Black Dragon Guild is proud of your Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, and the name of your Sword Hero adds another line of blood! "

Kill me?

Cut off my head?

Hehe, these small Fusang people are so small that they can't even be compared to ants, and I still thought that this was over seventy years ago!

"You are immersed in history, and you are still alive seventy years ago. You are immersed in the glory of the past, unable to extricate yourselves. What I don't know is that I, Zhang Sha Shen, am the one who started and wrote the history, the one who created the history of your short nation's eternal submission. I used your blood to write the history that will be unforgettable for all of your short citizens in your lifetime! "

Under the moonlight, everyone was so nervous that they were trembling slightly. Zhang Dongcheng who had his hands behind his back and was as imposing as a mountain slowly walked towards the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, and said indifferently, "In front of all these people, I want to kill you on the spot, I want to kill your entire clan, kill everyone in the Black Dragon Guild, and all those who dare to provoke me, Hua Xia, on the spot!"

"Ba'e, die!" Lysimachia chinensis Thunb was enraged, he could not hold it in anymore and shouted crazily, "Liu Sheng, KILL!"