C927 He would go crazy and bring them here!

There were two ways to kill the short man.

The other was that it was extremely high-profile. Just like last time in Seoul, it broadcasted across the country, destroying a city in a single slash. This was done cleanly and in a flash, it would reach its climax!

The downside was that time was too short, and it ended before the people of the city could enjoy it.

Last time, he didn't have much time, but this time was different. There was plenty of time, and he had plenty of time to slowly play with the little devil.

Zhang Dongcheng decided to choose the second option and slowly kill them. He would kill them all in one day and let the news of the God of Slaughter's arrival spread out to the outside world, making every single one of the shorties live in fear.

One by one, every family was being slaughtered, as if they were a thousand cuts and ten thousand cuts!

Death itself was not something to be afraid of. Waiting for the end of certain death was what truly drove one crazy.

Zhang Dongcheng decided to bring this madness that would break people's bones, to the Dwarf Kingdom!

Floating in the air above the Dwarf Kingdom, Zhang Dongcheng sensed around and discovered hundreds of areas where the spirit energy of heaven and earth was gathering.

"Then, let's begin from here!"

Zhang Dongcheng's transformation to a real god of death, fell from the sky!

Within a certain city in the Dwarf Kingdom. Within a training hall for swords.

A dozen swordsmen of different ages, some in their thirties, some in their fifties, were in the training hall, looking at the owner of the training hall, Teng Yuan, with admiration.

In front of him was a huge rock that weighed at least a thousand pounds, and was extremely hard.

He wore traditional Japanese clogs, and on his forehead was tied the red sun of an aunt. On his head was written the headband of a long-lasting military flag, and it looked like the resurrection of the Imperial Guards during the Second World War.

With a katana in hand, Teng Yuan, whether physically or mentally, had adjusted to the best state before fighting. Now, no matter who it was, everyone could feel the bloodthirsty fighting spirit of a katana in hand, killing all enemies.

He stood there silently as the air around him rippled like a tidal wave.

Suddenly, all of the blood in Teng Yuan Dragon's body began to boil. The veins on his right arm bulged and bulged. It was extremely thick like a horned dragon.

His body charged forward as he used the momentum to kick back with his front legs. His sword slashed out, tearing through the air as he charged towards the huge rock!

The moment he stomped his foot, the ground of the training hall immediately cracked, spiderweb-like cracks appearing all over the ground. A staggering force, from the legs to the waist, from the waist to the crotch, from the hips to the shoulders, from the shoulders to the arms, from the arms to the elbows, from the hands to the swords, surged forth like thunder and violently slashed down!

"Zephyr Blade!"

With a bellow, the huge rock exploded into pieces as if it had been slashed by countless blades!

This sword strike was like the swing of countless swords, even the thousand jin boulder had turned into a pile of debris!

"Class!"

Everyone shouted out with incomparable fanaticism, and their gazes towards Teng Yuan and Dragon Star became even more passionate.

"Owner's might! It looks like the name of the Black Dragon Society's sword hero is going to give up to our master! "

"Incredible!" The owner is amazing! Such a sword technique should be able to dominate the entire country, right? "

"Hehe, in our country's Martial World's Heaven Dog Ranking, the owner is ranked 17th. He is truly a proud son of heaven!"

The swordsmen in the training hall were talking excitedly.

A fourteen year old girl, wearing a blademaster outfit, stood there trembling with a face completely white.

"Cang Jingyamei, did you see that? Do you see the divine might of my Great Fusang Warrior? " A middle-aged man said angrily to the girl.

"Hehe, this Cang Jingyamei, his father is Chinese, and his mother is from our Great Empire. Half of her body is from the noble blood of our Great Empire, and the other half is from that pig! Seeing that she was extremely friendly towards the Spirit Treasure, the owner did not care about the past and took her in as her disciple. No one would have thought that this guy would dare to disobey the Spirit Treasure's orders and refuse to cultivate no matter what!

Some people looked over from the side as well, discussing amongst themselves with a smirk.

"Not willing to cultivate? "Why is she unwilling to cultivate?" A new disciple curiously asked.

"She had always believed that she was that pig and wanted to return to the country to find some cultivator. She did not agree with the spirit of our empire, hmph, she really did not know what was good for her!"

"You still want to go back to your country? Is she crazy? I heard that the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb of the Black Dragon Guild is fighting all over the world against the fearless Qi Nuo, and that the Qi Nuo has gone berserk, yet she still wants to go back? "

"Hehe, don't worry, the owner will teach her a lesson!"

Amidst the countless discussions, Cang Jingyamei lowered her head and tightly bit her pink lips, not making a sound from beginning to end.

Teng Yuan Dragon raised his head and slowly retracted his blade. He looked at Cang Jingyamei and laughed coldly, "What, Cang Jing, are you not going to cheer for this blade of mine?"

Cang Jingyamei was startled, but she lowered her head and replied: "Owner."

Seeing her flippant attitude, Teng Yuanyuan Dragon frowned and angrily said, "You lowly bastard! It was because of your talent that I gave you the chance to practice martial arts!"

"You don't know, the world has changed. It's no longer an era of guns and guns and numbers! This world, was about to enter the world of warriors! And our Great Empire, is the most elite and noble empire. We will conquer this world! "

"The low blood in your body has affected your thinking! "How about this, I'll give you a choice today!"

He threw a handgun in front of Cang Jingyamei and said disdainfully, "Pick up your gun and beat me to death. Otherwise, I will wash your blood today and let your status once again become noble."

Staring at Cang Jingyamei, countless madness and greed shot out from Teng Yuan Dragon Star's eyes as he shouted madly:

"Let you become my woman!"

That extremely terrifying voice carried a stifling, wild laughter that reverberated throughout the entire training hall.

Cang Jingyamei's entire body shivered, she looked around in fear, but no one wanted to help her. The gaze they used to look at her with was filled with disgust and disgust.

There were even a few people who shouted loudly, "Cang Jingyamei, pick up your guns! If you have the guts, beat the owner to death, you don't have to pay anything anymore!"

"Hehe, open fire!" Hee hee, open fire!

"If you don't shoot, that means you're willing to be our woman, Luo!"

Cang Jingyamei was being forced by everyone into a corner, trembling all over, but she suddenly screamed like an injured cat, pounced forward, grabbed the gun in front of him, and aimed it at Teng Yuan Dragon Star.

Instead, he ruthlessly licked his scarlet lips and laughed: "Cang Jingyamei, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Even though you are only fourteen years old, I can't wait any longer, I have already mastered the sacred art and am invincible. I don't want to wait any longer, I want to turn you into my woman!"