"Can I trust you guys?"
After a while, Zhang Xing sneered.
"Of course!
Of course!
If Sect Master Zhang doesn't believe us, we can prove it with our deaths! "
The eagle-eyed old man said solemnly.
"Haha, of course I don't believe you. Who wants to die first?
Trust is not based on words, it has to be proven with actions. "
After Zhang Xing said that, the eagle-eyed old man and the other silver assassins were dumbfounded.
'That's a reverse trick!'
'No matter if we're really surrendering or not, you can't say that.'
'Even if you don't trust us, you don't have to use us. Why do you want us to die?'
These assassins thought that they would be fine after surrendering.
They didn't know that Zhang Xing had a standard in his heart. He wouldn't accept these Tom, Dick, and Harry.
The eagle-eyed old man smiled awkwardly. Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light, and a three-inch golden halberd stopped in front of his forehead.
"Since you don't say it, you're not sincere. Are you willing to die?"
The eagle-eyed old man kneeling on the ground was scared out of his wits, and his face turned pale.
"Sect … Sect Master Zhang … I …"
"Swoosh!"
The golden light flashed and flew from the eagle-eyed old man's forehead to another old man's forehead.
"Are you willing to die?"
The old man fell to his knees, trembling all over. He didn't dare to make a sound.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …"
The golden light circled around. None of the hundred or so silver assassins dared to say that they were willing to die.
"Hmph!
A bunch of treacherous, cunning, and cowardly trash! "
Zhang Xing retracted his halberd and turned to look at the people behind him.
"Do you think they should die?"
The same question was asked for the second time.
The other humans still didn't know how to respond.
More than a thousand assassins were worried. Looking at the dense crowd, they were afraid that these people would suddenly shout that they wanted to kill them.
"They should die!"
Ding Shu stood out and said coldly.
"Why?"
Zhang Xing asked.
"The number of humans who died under the blades of these orc assassins is uncountable.
Three or even four generations of a family, or even a tribe … The smell of blood is still on them.
I … can smell it! "
Ding Shu's ability to express himself was lacking. Although he wanted to resonate with everyone, he didn't know what to say.
However, it was enough for him to speak.
More than a million young human beings still needed to be guided slowly. They couldn't be in a hurry.
They had never experienced such a big scene before. No matter how they looked at it, they were at a loss for what was happening in front of them.
Not to mention making them say some hot-blooded heroic words.
The scene of Zhang Xing wiping out a million young demons with a wave of his hand still terrified them. They had yet to recover from the palpitating feeling.
Less than three breaths of time after Ding Shu finished speaking, a young man suddenly stood out.
"Kill them!
Out of the 3,960 people in our tribe, only about 300 of us survived. The rest were killed by a group of silver-clothed assassins. They did it! "
If there was one, there would be two. If there were two, there would be three …
Third place, fourth place, fifth place …
One by one, the young men stood out and roared with hatred … Kill them!
When the dozens of young people shouted out the anger and hatred in their hearts, it completely ignited the flames of anger of the other young people.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
“.....”
For a moment, the crowd was agitated. Their voices grew louder and louder, and the atmosphere became more and more intense.
Then, more than a million young people shouted in unison and loud in the sky.