If, we could just take them all out.
Then Han Xing's camp fortune value might instantly increase by hundreds of thousands of points, wouldn't it?
Noticing the scrutinizing gaze of Han Xing.
The dozens of demigod-level powerhouses on the field felt a chill running down their necks.
If it were in the past, a Legendary Level existence daring to look at them this way.
They would have immediately made a move without a second thought.
However now, because they saw the scene of the Ogre Lord being killed in one hit.
All the demigods swallowed their saliva but still did not speak.
Even those few demigods with the worst temper dared not say much.
After all, they had already witnessed the terrifying strength of this Human Race.
On the field, none of the demigods had the confidence to withstand such an attack.
At this time, the words of the Dwarf King interrupted Han Xing's thoughts.
"Dear young friends of the Human Race, you really are..."
