Super Dragon Cultivation System

No matter how big or small the demi-human race were, they were all kneeling on the ground. The glory that this scene brought to Xiu Wuxue was so great that it felt like every drop of blood in his body.    

    

He immediately felt his confidence bursting out, as if he had never been this strong before.    

    

He even had the urge to return to the Fourth Heaven and challenge the top ten of Heaven's Pride's ranking.    

    

Looking at the countless respectful demi-human race that wished to lick his toes, xiu Wuxue couldn't help but think of the demi-human race Heaven's Pride from the Fourth Heaven.    

    

Hmph! This is your kind! Just like the Homo sapiens, apart from fighting internally all day long, they are also crippled of each other's limbs.    

    

Unlike our Asura Clan that is united.    

    

As the saying goes, if you have milk, you are mother. When you see the strength of our Asura Clan, you will kneel down and lick us like a dog.    

    

A bunch of spineless trash!    

    

If those demi-human race Heaven's Pride were to see this, who knew what he would think!    

    

As Xiu Wuxue thought about it, he could not help but feel a very pleasant and comfortable feeling in his heart.    

    

He had to go back and publicize this matter properly.    

    

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, he suddenly saw that there were more than a dozen people standing at the scene.    

    

"Eh? They're all kneeling, why aren't you kneeling?"    

    

Xiu Wuxue's gaze turned towards Bi Lingtian, the Wan sisters, and the others.    

    

"This..."    

    

In this short period of time, bi Lingtian swiftly analyzed the current situation in his mind.    

    

Although he was also shocked by Zhang Xing's so-called death at that time.    

    

However, now that he had calmed down, he did not quite believe it.    

    

Zhang Xing's means wasn't limited to the Dao of Wind. He hadn't even used his divine instrument and halberd yet, so how could he be killed so easily?    

    

Jin Bayi and the Divine Light Hammer were not even a match for Zhang Xing, so what could he do without blood?    

    

Could it be that he had to rely on a divine ability, saber Dao?    

    

"I believe that Zhang Master isn't dead. He won't be easily killed by you!"    

    

Bi Lingtian believed in his own judgment, just like what Zhang Xing had done before he came.    

    

It was just like how he used the name of Immortal Cultivation to firmly believe that he would be able to create a new world in the Third Heaven of the Ten Thousand Demon Lineage.    

    

He had succeeded. He believed that there would be a group of demi-human race who would be unwilling to accept the bullying of the other great demon Family and submit to him.    

    

If Zhang Xing died so easily... It would be impossible for him to sweep across the entire Third Heaven and save all the humans.    

    

Zhang Xing was the same when it came to extraordinary people who did extraordinary things.    

    

The Wan sisters' thoughts were similar to Bi Lingtian's.    

    

They also puffed out their chests and looked at Xiu Wuxue in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.    

    

"Hmph! I've already slashed his soul. What you see now is merely a shell!"    

    

Xiu Wuxue coldly glanced at Zhang Xing, who was standing still in a daze.    

    

Then, he pointed at Bi Lingtian and the others.    

    

"Kneel!"    

    

Right now, all the demi-human race present were looking at him.    

    

If he couldn't even deal with these few people, how could he save his face!?    

    

Bi Lingtian and the others stood straight and didn't have the slightest intention of lowering their heads.    

    

"Hmph! Even if you bully the weak, you can only show your might in the Third Heaven!"    

    

Wan Mei faced Xiu Wuxue's fierce gaze and did not shrink back in the slightest.    

    

"Hmph! Tell me! All of this is useless, because our Asura Clan never cares about what an ant says! "    

    

Xiu Wuxue pointed out with his finger, and a powerful pressure suddenly pressed down on the Wan sisters and the others.    

    

"Don't worry, I won't kill you all. I just want you all to kneel down.    

    

Because you all don't deserve to die in my hands... "    

    

"Is that so?"    

    

Just as the Wan sisters and the others felt their legs go weak and were about to kneel down, a faint voice interrupted Xiu Wuxue's pressure and his words.    

    

Then, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of the Wan sisters and the others.