Xiao Ling was instantly stunned.
She almost forgot who had started the battle.
And till now, it had been merely two days, yet Xu Hao had already killed several people—could he truly be of a kind-hearted sort?
Definitely impossible!
But she immediately asked in confusion, "Then why don't you just kill them all directly? This way, you could reduce some pressure."
Xu Hao chuckled, "Do you really think killing them directly would reduce the pressure? Look over there!"
As he said this, Xu Hao pointed in a direction.
Over there, more and more formidable figures were besieging a tall man with a heavy sword.
That was Sword Demon Aatrox!
Xu Hao slightly smiled and said, "See that iron dumbo over there? He thinks he's formidable, so he uses his strength recklessly, believing he can overpower ten skilled ones with sheer force, suppressing everything. But have you noticed, although he kills the most, those besieging him are also the most."
