Super Dragon Cultivation System

"Hehe! Even though he knew he was no match for them, he still came here to die. The cephalo- was kicked by a donkey!"    

"Don't spoil him. Go and kill him!"    

Second Young Master folded his folding fan, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.    

But at this moment, he saw Ming Yuezhao laughing. His smile was sinister and terrifying!    

The cephalo- tilted to the side. He was very surprised and didn't think too much about it.    

A Combat King warrior didn't hold back any longer, and he roared as he swung his fist toward Ming Yuezhao.    

Just like before, Ming Yuezhao stabbed forward with the dagger in his hand.    

"You are only a battle spirit, and you still want to fight a Combat King warrior? I really don't know if you are an idiot or an idiot!"    

The Combat King mockingly said. His fist speed didn't change, and just as it was about to collide with the dagger...    

The expression on his face suddenly changed, and his eyes widened. He opened his macrostomia in fear, as if he wanted to say something, but the black dagger easily broke through his defenses and stabbed into his throat.    

"Puchi!"    

The dagger was pulled out, and it flew towards Second Young Master to kill him.    

Like a balloon leaking air, the Combat King guard covered his throat with both hands. Ming Yuezhao took two steps forward before he slowly fell to the ground and died.    

"How could this be? Hurry up and stop him, kill him!"    

Upon seeing this scene, Second Young Master panicked.    

The other Combat King warriors were also baffled, and they charged at Ming Yuezhao with puzzlement.    

That brat's strength was only at the Combat Soul realm, so how could he kill a Combat King warrior so easily?    

Was he hiding his true strength?    

It wasn't possible. A person who had just entered Advanced battle spirit's realm for less than two years wouldn't be able to level up again in such a short period of time.    

Could it be that black dagger? It was impossible to tell what grade of weapon it was.    

While they were confused, a few Combat King warriors were about to use their respective Dou Qi when their expressions changed at the same time.    

Why did the combat power in their bodies disappear without a trace?    

In their panic, they kept using all kinds of Martial Skills Mantra, trying to use a trace of combat power.    

"You don't need to waste your energy. Just now when you were talking nonsense to me, the moment the dagger pierced through my throat, it was time for the dissipation of the Dou Qi powder to take effect."    

"That's why you're all trash now, dead trash!"    

As Ming Yuezhao spoke, he moved his body. A black light flashed, and he quickly slashed across the Combat King's bodies.    

"Putong! Putong! "    

The previously arrogant Combat King's throat was completely cut off, and he died!    

"Second Young Master, it's your turn now!"    

Ming Yuezhao's revenge was immediately avenged, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.    

"You... you can't kill me... dad... save me..."    

Second Young Master rolled and crawled in fear, desperately trying to escape.    

"Evil has its retribution, the time hasn't come yet, today is the day you die!"    

Ming Yuezhao chased after him, waved his hand and stabbed him.    

Just as the black dagger was about to pierce through the Neck artery on his back, an angry shout was heard.    

"Stop, you dare!"    

Ming Yuezhao was shocked by the voice and was stunned for half a beat. When he wanted to stab again, he could no longer do it.    

A strong force hit his chest and sent him flying with a bang. He spat out a mouthful of blood in the air and fell five meters away.    

Ming Yuezhao swallowed a black pill after landing on the ground. Without any hesitation, he got up and ran.    

At this time, Old Man appeared next to Second Young Master.    

"Dad... is that you? You really came? You can hear me even from so far away? "    

Second Young Master was pleasantly surprised as he held Old Man's arm and spoke incoherent nonsense.    

"Sa Le, are you hurt?"    

Old Man was Sa Le's father. Sa Lun was over 60 years old, and he was a member of the Emperor Squad in the Family. He had some blood relations with the people Zhang Xing had killed.    

"Dad! I'm fine. Quickly go and kill Ming Yuezhao. He knows how to use poison!"    

"Don't worry, he won't be able to escape!"    

Sa Lun looked at the figure that was about to disappear into the night, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.    

"Dad, these people called me rat pig!"    

He looked coldly at Zhang Xing and the others, then ignored them. He held his son's hand and walked towards the direction where Ming Yuezhao had disappeared.