Super Dragon Cultivation System

The 11 assassins were all over 160 years old, they had been hunting others their entire lives.    

It could be said that they had a huge debt of blood, countless vengeful souls had died in their hands.    

They had never thought that one day, they would be killed by someone, or that they would be killed by a ten-year-old boy without any ability to fight back. They were killed until their entire bodies turned cold.    

While they were guarding against Zhang Xing, they were also guarding against Dongfang Zhaoyang.    

However, they were thinking too much. At this moment, Dongfang Zhaoyang was comfortably lying on the rocking chair of the Office of Internal Affairs in Dragon Island, drinking the monkey wine that Zhang Xing had prepared for him.    

Although he didn't know where this place was, he could still make some guesses.    

However, he did not think about anything else in his heart. He just had a very stable and safe feeling.    

If Brother Zhang Xing had this treasure, he would definitely be safe and sound.    

Big Brother, I won't be polite. Take a good rest first and drink a cup of wine. Haha...    

At this time, the eleven assassins had finished forming a team. They heaved a sigh of relief.    

Now that it was much safer, Zhang Xing wouldn't be able to succeed so easily.    

Time passed by, and the scene fell into a momentary silence.    

But this kind of oppressive atmosphere made people feel even more uncomfortable.    

Zhang Xing stood in the Dragon Island with ease, and didn't launch an attack.    

He was precisely the one who made the eleven assassins feel this kind of intense pressure. The longer they waited, the more they would lose their composure, and the more flaws they would have.    

As for the kitchen knife in their hands, it was something that Black Treasure and the others had found out about.    

There were more than twenty sets of utensils in total, and they were all forged with good metal. Such utensils were not used by ordinary nobles.    

They were all top nobles, such as Li Family, Wanren Mountain, and so on.    

It was not that there were no sharper weapons on the Dragon Island, but Zhang Xing did not know how to use them.    

In the end, he could only choose this kitchen knife that was not too long. He could use it as a fist when he held it in his hand.    

Zhang Xing's eyes moved away from the kitchen knife and smiled.    

"It's about time. It's time to make a move."    

After saying that, he flashed out of Dragon Island.    

As soon as he appeared, he was discovered by the assassins. All the attacks were launched at him in an instant.    

This was also Zhang Xing's intention, it was to attract their attention.    

After a series of explosions, the assassins were disappointed, and once again missed.    

Just as they diverted their attention to the surroundings and stopped paying attention to this place, Zhang Xing appeared again.    

He raised his hand and the blade fell. His figure jumped up and disappeared.    

Swoosh!    

The two assassins felt a cold wind blow past them, and they lost their lives in an instant.    

The last person in the group of three was still in a daze, and the two companions beside him fell to the ground.    

There were still nine people left!    

Half of the 18 Three-star Venerable Realm assassins that came had already died.    

"Zhang Xing, come out if you have the guts. Let's fight openly and launch sneak attacks in the dark. What kind of hero are you!"    

An assassin was on the verge of breaking down, and he couldn't help but shout out.    

Eh!    

Zhang Xing was stunned, and his face revealed an extremely surprised expression.    

"Did I hear it wrong? Are you guys crazy? This is the first time I've heard such heartless words from an assassin."    

"You guys pat your chests and ask yourselves. Can you be right about your identities by saying such words?"    

"As a person, you can't forget your roots. As an assassin, you can't forget your roots either!"    

Zhang Xing's sarcastic voice rolled out from the Dragon Island. The nine assassins were also unable to figure out the exact location of the voice.    

Caw!    

The nine assassins' faces, hidden under the black cloth, turned red.    

They were rendered speechless by Zhang Xing. They only said that because they were afraid.    

When one of them finished speaking, he regretted it. It was too shameful.    

As a group of top assassins, how could they say such cowardly words?    

They were already at a disadvantage, but now, their morale was even weaker.    

"Brothers, the mission has failed. If we continue fighting, we will all die. What should we do now that we are in the hands of this brat? "    

"There's no choice, we can only... retreat!"    

The nine assassins nodded at the same time and retreated in all directions. Whether they could escape or die depended on their luck.