Zhang Xing raised his sword and swung it down. In less than a second, 37 people, including Dongfang Zhengyang, were turned into a pile of minced meat.
A Saint-level weapon was indeed terrifying.
He did not even need to use much Dragon Energy to unleash its full power.
Of course, when he killed the two Five-Star War Supremacies, Ancestor Wu Mei, who was inside the sword, helped him.
After all, Zhang Xing was much weaker than them. Even with the Saint-level sword in hand, he could only fight them with all his strength.
It would be impossible to kill them all.
However, it was not easy for them to kill Zhang Xing either.
The final result was obvious. Zhang Xing would definitely lose.
Dongfang Zhengyang would not give up on this opportunity. They would definitely attack together and force Zhang Xing to hide in the Dragon Island.
At this moment, everyone was so shocked by what they saw that they did not know where they were.
Their minds went blank, and they stood there like wooden puppets.
After a long while, Ox Horn Shan suddenly came to his senses and knelt down on the ground.
"Alliance Leader's power is unparalleled. May he rule the world forever!"
Then, the other Elders and Clan Leaders of Wanren Mountain knelt down and shouted in unison, "Alliance Leader's power is unparalleled. May he rule the world forever!"
After that, the tens of thousands of disciples of Wanren Mountain knelt down respectfully. "Alliance Leader's power is unparalleled. May he rule the world forever!"
Finally, there were the leaders of the other forces who came to congratulate him.
They knelt down and shouted the same slogan.
Their voices spread out from the Main Peak's square.
Wherever the voice reached, no matter if it was the people of the Ten Thousand Mountain Sect or the minor characters of other powers, although they did not understand what was going on, they all knelt down and shouted to whoever it was.
In an instant, the voices spread far and wide to other parts of Wanren Mountain.
Everyone there looked at the source of the voices in shock. They were all infected by the passionate voices.
They couldn't help but kneel down and shout out loud ….
Ox Horn Shan knelt on the ground and buried his head in his arms.
He was completely and wholeheartedly loyal to Zhang Xing.
His face was flushed red, and he felt hot blood rushing to his head. He even had the urge to cry.
It wasn't because he could survive, but because he was touched by Zhang Xing's charisma.
He was also subdued by Zhang Xing's powerful cultivation.
He had lived for more than seventy years. Other than Ancestor Wu Mei, he had never admired anyone, not even Wan Zhongshan.
But at this moment, he willingly knelt in front of a ten-year-old boy.
If possible, he was willing to acknowledge Zhang Xing as his master.
But he knew that he was not qualified.
The other elders had the same thoughts and feelings as Ox Horn Mountain.
In the world of martial artists, there was no strongest, only stronger.
Everyone wanted to serve under a stronger martial artist.
This was because only stronger martial artists could bring them glory, wealth, fame, and status.
And also … his hot-blooded heroism!
Dongfang Zhaoyang's eyes were filled with sorrow. After all, the one who died was his own brother. He knew that he could not bring himself to kill his own brother.
Although he did not say it, Zhang Xing could see it from his eyes. Hence, he did not hesitate and killed Dongfang Zhengyang.
Dongfang Zhaoyang did not hate Zhang Xing. He only felt grateful.
If not for Zhang Xing, he would not have been able to find his descendants. He would not have known that Xiao Rou, who he loved all his life, had passed away.
If not for Zhang Xing, his descendants would all be dead.
The mastermind behind all of this was his brother, Dongfang Zhengyang.
He had thought of sneaking back to Shuangfu Nation and killing his brother. But he could not bring himself to do it.
But today, Zhang Xing had settled it for him. The grudge between them was completely resolved. He had no regrets in life!