In the eyes of the Great Khan and others, aren't they just like gods?

"this……"

"What on earth is going on?"

"A sword can actually shine, and such a terrible thing can happen..."

"Is he a human or a ghost?"

"This has gone beyond the scope of human beings. It can no longer be considered a human being. This should be considered a god."

"So, are we blaspheming?"

"..."

In the royal tent, all the foreign dignitaries fell silent.

Everyone seems to have a gloomy old face, and everyone has a scary face.

It's hard to calm down the excitement.

Death seems to be coming.

From this moment on, everyone from the prostrate to the ordinary people despaired.

They all looked horrified and horrified.

What should we do?

It seems that the guards outside have been taken care of.

And the burly young man in front of him, who looked weak and frail, seemed to be a powerful being, like a god.

So, what to use to resist?

"It's over."

Everyone shook their heads and said, "We are finished."

"Take my sword and the immortal will live."

The young man's voice continued to come, and this sentence seemed to be a heavenly voice.

It sounded quietly.

For a while.

As if giving them a chance to live.

Everyone was excited.

Hope, this is hope.

Even a little bit of hope born out of despair is enough.

They are looking forward to it and want to live.

Because it’s really good to be alive.

"Is this what you said?"

"Don't go back on your word. As a strong man, you must keep your word."

"You can't lie to us."

"..."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched a few times, and he said: "Don't worry, this is what I said, and I will keep my promise.

but……

No one has ever been able to block my sword, so don’t have sweet dreams."

Everyone: "..."

What?

A group of people stared at the young man with wide eyes and gloomy expressions.

Suddenly, their old faces turned green.
Chapter completed!