C936 The battle of the First Sword Saint!

The gigantic stone pillars, walls, tables and chairs in the building all shattered under the might of the sword strike. They could not withstand such heavy pressure and shattered into countless pieces that instantly exploded!

"It's over!"

Qing Mu's face was ashen. He had never thought that Zhang Dongcheng would be able to execute such a violent sword move with just a casual swing. To his knowledge, this was completely impossible.

How could he defend against such a violent and invincible attack? How could he withstand it?

Behind him, all of the martial artists from the Qing Mu Clan were staring with their eyes wide open in disbelief, their faces filled with shock!

So this was what Zhang Dongcheng meant by "casually fight"?

This was the simplest strike that Zhang Dongcheng had said?

"Even the top ranker Gong Bendahe would not be able to unleash such a powerful sword attack. It's over, the empire is over, there's no chance left!"

This thought flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning. Qing Mu mustered his courage and ferociously slashed out with his saber!

A blade aura over thirty meters long shot out explosively from the top of the Ju Family word [1]. Normally, with this blade of full strength, it was enough to slash a car into two, but compared to Zhang Dongcheng's sword, this blade was ridiculously childish!

It was so laughable that one did not even need to describe the outcome of the clash between the two saber energies.

"How can it be so powerful?"

All of the tables and chairs in the building were shattered into pieces, and countless pieces of debris flew everywhere. The building's support column had been split open by a sword, and rubble fell from all over the place.

Qing Zhi, on the other hand, had his eyes glazed over and his knees went weak. He kneeled down heavily on the ground and looked at Zhang Dongcheng with eyes filled with despair.

This was a simple strike, yet he still did not receive it …

"I … I know who you are … You're the person that destroyed the capital of the country more than a year ago … You're …"

Green Tree spat out a large amount of blood. As he struggled to speak, his face was filled with regret …

He discovered it too late. If he knew of Zhang Dongcheng's true identity earlier, he would not have surrendered or had any thoughts of resisting to the end. He would only run, throw away everything and escape, the farther the better!

[God of Slaughter will never let anyone off!]

"I am truly sorry. You wish to be my dog, but unfortunately, you are not worthy to receive my sword attack!" Before he died, Qing Mu Yizhi only heard Zhang Dongcheng's teasing voice. Pain and darkness started to appear one after another.

The entire Qing Mu Clan had perished, and this city had fallen!

The next day, the second city, the third city, and the fourth city fell!

On the third day, the fifth city fell and the sixth, seventh, and eighth city fell!

On the fourth day, all the cities fell!

In four days, Zhang Dongcheng had traveled a thousand miles, killing more than two thousand evil spirit warriors. No matter how stubborn they were, or how they desperately begged for mercy, all of them were killed in an instant, or burned to ashes, moving from west to east like bloodthirsty butchers.

As long as they were disciples of the Martial Dao, regardless of gender or age, Zhang Dongcheng would definitely kill them!

They would not give him any more chances!

A god of death had arrived in the empire!

This horrifying news spread like crazy in the underground martial arts world of the Dwarf Kingdom. It shocked every surviving ghost martial artist. Every one of them was terrified as they watched the lives of the martial artists darken one after another on the map.

The shadow of death loomed over the evil spirit's heart and over the evil spirit's land.

Lysimachia chinensis Thunb is dead!

The killers sent by the Black Dragon Guild were all eliminated!

The coiled dragon and tiger had occupied this place for 180 years. The powerful and domineering Verdant Wood Clan had been completely exterminated!

Of the 20 strongest fighters in the Heavenly Dog Ranking, 14 died!

The wealth, strength and martial prowess possessed by these people were not what ordinary people could imagine. The powerful sword arts of the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, Qing Mu Yidao, and countless other experts were their greatest guarantee to shake the entire Empire.

However, no matter how they resisted or begged for mercy, wherever the God of Slaughter went, there were corpses. No one could stop him with a single move. All of them died.

A total of more than two thousand people died under his katana. The killing that the God of Slaughter had done this time had even broken half of the spine of the short man. It was a tragic sight to behold.

For martial artists, not only did they have to show off their skills, but they also had to hide their abilities. Fighters were like atomic bombs in the Second World War, they couldn't easily show off their skills to others.

The internal countries were not allowed to report anything, and the outside world was always silent. All the upper echelons wanted this matter to be resolved on an underground level, so they didn't want other countries to discover their true strength and trump card.

The Dwarf Kingdom was like an ant in a hot pan, anxious to the point that they didn't know what to do. There were many people in the Cabinet who proposed to use the Self-Defense Forces to suppress the country, but were rejected by the Cabinet.

As for the number one sword saint of the devils, Gong Bendahe's words, were even more domineering.

"How can the honor of our Great Empire's martial artists be resolved with military force? This is a contempt for us martial artists, a desecration of honor!"

"I want a fair and decisive battle with the God of Slaughter! I want all of the people in East Asia's martial arts world to personally witness just how I crushed this arrogant brat to death! "

"The location is in the God Land of the Empire!"

"God of Slaughter? "Hehe, if you're brave enough, come and die!"

The number one Sword Saint of the devil race took the initiative to fight against the god of death of China and informed the entire state's martial dao world that they could send people over to spectate!

The entire state's martial world was as if a thunderbolt struck the heavens, a clear sky!

The first sword saint of the scum, Gong Bendahe, was the famous swordsman of the devil in history, a descendant of Ben Wu Zang. He was recognized as the strongest swordsman by the devil emperor, and was known as the First Sword Saint.

His Wind Forest Volcano Blade Art was extremely terrifying. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Gong Bendahe was the hope of the entire Empire, a living legend, a true legend!

With regards to his own strength and the fact that Gong Bendahe took the initiative to challenge him, he wanted the entire Asian martial world to witness his terror and defeat all of their confidence in one fell swoop.

What Zhang Dongcheng wanted to do was to completely destroy the will and foundation of the little demon who wanted to revive. As for whether or not there were people watching the battle, he did not care.

The name "God of Slaughter" was famous throughout the world for its prowess and prowess in the martial way. It was known throughout the world as the "God of Slaughter". It was known throughout the world for its courage and strength.