The warriors of the alliance began shouting provocations.
There were still more than four thousand warriors in the alliance. Taken together, they were a formidable force.
"Heh heh, how ungrateful." Zhang Yun sneered.
At that moment, Song Huan came over and asked, "Zhang Yun, what's going on? Haven't you finished yet?"
Zhang Yun sneered. "These ants, with their miserable lives, actually dare to resist us. They're even shouting for us to go up and have a bloody fight!"
"Hahaha, don't you think that's hilarious?"
Zhang Yun burst into wild laughter.
"Hahaha, indeed, it's hilarious. I wonder who was shouting the loudest just now. Why don't you come out and fight us?" Song Huan said smugly. "If any of you can defeat us today, I can ask Senior Brother Hua to spare your lives."
"How about it?"
Song Huan smiled.
"Exactly. Who wants to come out and fight us? If you win, we'll let you leave. How about that?" Zhang Yun said, grinning as he looked at all the warriors present.
When they heard this, the alliance's warriors fell silent.
Song Huan and Zhang Yun were both experts at the seventh level of Martial Intent, and both were renowned experts of the Sword Dao Institute. Most of the warriors here were only at the third or fourth level of Martial Intent. Defeating them would be difficult.
It wasn't merely difficult. There wasn't the slightest hope.
"Do you mean what you said?"
Just then, a cold voice rang out.
Someone had accepted the challenge?
Who?
Everyone turned around in surprise.
A cold-faced woman stepped out from the ranks and stood before Song Huan and Zhang Yun.
"Oh, my little beauty, you want to come out and fight us? How embarrassing. If I accidentally hurt you, my heart would break," Zhang Yun said