Super Dragon Cultivation System

Dongfang Zhaoyang knew that these four were only here to test him.    

There must be a few assassins secretly waiting for an opportunity to strike.    

He wasn't worried about his own safety. He believed that the assassins would have to pay a certain price to kill him.    

Dongfang Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Xing who was a hundred meters away.    

"Haha! Brother Zhao Yang, are you worried about Zhang Xing?"    

"We have made quite a commotion here, but he didn't notice anything. It seems like your disciple isn't that good either!"    

After Black Man finished speaking, Dongfang Zhaoyang was stunned for a moment.    

"Zhang Xing... disciple?"    

Do they think Zhang Xing is my disciple?    

Hahaha...    

Dongfang Zhaoyang laughed wildly in his heart.    

I, Dongfang Zhaoyang, do not deserve to be able to take Zhang Xing as my disciple!    

If Zhang Xing really was my disciple, he would probably wake up laughing even in his dreams!    

It seems like there was a mistake in some segment, making them mistakenly think that I was secretly teaching Zhang Xing cultivation.    

Since it was a misunderstanding, there was no need to explain this point.    

"Don't underestimate Zhang Xing, otherwise you will die an ugly death."    

"Eh?! Why hasn't your secret men made a move yet? Could it be that he's using the same trick again to attack the people around me? "    

Dongfang Zhaoyang mocked.    

The four of them stopped after one strike. They even had the time to chat with him.    

This was not normal. Apart from the usual tactics they used, Dongfang Zhaoyang really couldn't think of any new assassination tactics.    

A peak three-star supreme level assassin like them might not even make a move once in several years or even decades.    

But once they made a move, there was no way they would return empty-handed.    

Or they would make a move on Dongfang Biying and the other juniors to distract his attention.    

Or he would have already locked onto Zhang Xing and waited for him to rescue him.    

No matter what method he used, Dongfang Zhaoyang knew that it would be a thunderous strike.    

Life and death would be determined!    

He... did not have the confidence to save either side.    

Although he was extremely anxious in his heart, he could not reveal it.    

He could only stall for time, hoping that Zhang Xing could summon the dragon in time, or Dark Knight could come back.    

"Chi!"    

Black Man's disdainful voice was heard.    

"Zhang Xing is nothing to worry about. His dragon is having fun in the alliance army. He won't be able to come back for a while."    

"It is easy for us to kill Zhang Xing, but you... are a little troublesome!"    

The four assassins seemed to be standing casually, but Dongfang Zhaoyang felt that the vital parts of his body were like being stared at by a poisonous snake.    

He knew that he could not reveal a single flaw. The assassins were both looking for a chance to kill him.    

Even if it was the influence of a gentle breeze, a blink of an eye, or other strange movements, they would still seize the opportunity.    

The killers knew that the blow just now did not kill the lion. Then, this old man who was already 160 years old was going to fight with his life on the line.    

He could always use the smallest price to exchange for their assassin's life.    

So, they were waiting.    

Assassins came to kill, they wouldn't risk their lives.    

Dongfang Zhaoyang ignored them. He lowered his eyes and focused. His combat power surged and hid. He sensed the air flow around him.    

Not far away, Dongfang Wang and his sister, Xin Chang, and some of the elders of the Celestial Dragon Gate had pale faces. They looked forward in fear.    

They knew that they couldn't help, and they couldn't stand the cold killing intent in the battlefield. Although they didn't want to retreat, they had no choice but to do so. One step and they would be a hundred meters away.    

Time passed, and suddenly, a meteor streaked across the night sky. With a bright tail, it flashed a hundred meters above everyone's heads.    

The falling meteor rubbed against the air at high speed, producing rumbling thunder...    

When the thunder reached everyone's ears, the four Samsung Battle Venerable assassins moved.    

Dongfang Zhaoyang's heart sank. The heavens had created an opportunity for the assassins. He couldn't detect the assassins in the dark, but he was sure that they wouldn't let go of this opportunity.    

Swoosh!    

Four sword lights attacked...    

No! It wasn't four, it was! Five... Six...    

Dongfang Zhaoyang noticed that there were at least two more sword lights.    

One of them descended from the sky and pierced towards the Baihui acupoint above his head.    

The other went straight to the back of his heart.