Super Dragon Cultivation System

Although Zhexiu wasn't as strong as Xiu Yu, he wasn't too far off.    

Although her two short swords weren't some high grade divine instrument, they weren't easily broken.    

Furthermore, Zhang Xing did not even move his little finger this time. He only said two words before ending the battle.    

This scene was too shocking and horrifying!    

The scene was silent once again. All the great demons and the dozen Asura parietal region couldn't help but have a layer of sweat appear on their foreheads.    

The dozen or so Asuras all had nervous expressions. Their expressions were no longer arrogant and disdainful, but instead filled with all sorts of nervousness and fear.    

Zhang Xing was the only one who had a calm expression on his face. He was neither arrogant nor happy.    

"Although all of you are members of the Asura Clan and are ranked on the fourth rank, you are still not a match for me, Zhang Xing.    

I have said it before. You and I have no grudges against each other. I don't want to take your lives. All of you should leave this place."    

As soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, zhexiu gritted her teeth and pressed her palms together as she silently chanted an incantation.    

A golden hairpin flew out of her head with a whoosh.    

"Asura hairpin!"    

A life divine instrument commonly used by Asura women.    

Unless it was absolutely necessary, they would not use it.    

Although it was powerful, killing a thousand enemies would result in a loss of 800.    

This was especially true for divine instrument that could be upgraded. Once it was destroyed, not only would the cultivation level be severely affected, but it would also increase the difficulty of refining a second life divine instrument.    

"No... no!"    

It was at this moment that a weak voice rang out from the ground not too far away.    

Zhu Hua's face lit up and she suddenly turned her head to look. "Brother Xiu Yu!"    

Xiu Yu woke up. Seeing that his junior sister was going to fight for him, he could not help but feel warm in his heart.    

Although he had been defeated by Zhang Xing, he had been defeated in a daze. However, he couldn't accept it.    

If he wanted to fight with his life on the line, he had to do it. How could he let his junior sister stand up for him? How could he still be considered a man?    

Shuhua gave up on the incantation, and her figure flashed to Xiu Yu's side.    

"Brother Xiu Yu, do you feel a bit better?"    

As he spoke, two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.    

"I'm fine. This small injury is not enough to take my life. Junior sister, thank you!"    

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Zhexiu's hand.    

Her heart shook, and her face flushed red.    

However, she didn't struggle.    

Brother Yu understood her feelings, and she also understood Brother Yu's feelings.    

"Brother Yu, don't worry. I won't do anything anymore. I will wait for you to recover from your injuries and personally seek revenge from Zhang Xing!"    

Xiu Yu nodded his head. Without saying anything else, he slowly sat up and began to meditate to recover from his injuries.    

Seeing this, the other Asura let out a sigh of relief.    

"Zhang Xing, I am Nine, one of the top ten elite disciples of the Asura Sect. People call me the man who cut off the blood of ancient cultivators with a saber."    

Xiu Wuxue stood out and made an inviting gesture to Zhang Xing.    

Asura Clan had always been killed in battle. None of them had been scared away.    

Even if they knew that Zhang Xing was powerful, they wouldn't retreat. They would still challenge him.    

If this was the Fourth Heaven, perhaps this battle would cause a huge commotion and attract countless people to come and watch.    

However, there was no Heaven's Pride from the other clans here, only a group of ant-like demi-human race.    

Regardless of whether it was Heaven's Pride or the ants, the battle between them and Zhang Xing was no longer a competition of treasures, but a battle of face.    

Heaven's Pride's face was more important than anything else!    

At this moment, xiu Wuxue had already regarded Zhang Xing as an opponent of the same level, and an opponent that he had no confidence in winning.    

"I have been obsessed with the Saber Dao all my life, and my comprehension of the saber is no longer just a simple weapon."    

As Xiu Wuxue spoke, he opened the bundle of bindings on his back.    

The ordinary black cloth wrapped around an ordinary woodcutter.