Chapter 850 The Assassination Begins From Dongfang Zhaoyang

Zhang Xing didn't know Li Sheng's plan, nor did he know that Zhaoyang's eldest brother had revealed his sharp fangs and was going to bite him to death as well.

He felt a little strange. After fighting for a whole day, the coalition forces suffered heavy casualties, but they still had no intention of withdrawing.

Are they planning to fight to the end?

This is unlikely. After all, there are four forces, and they cannot all be of the same mind.

What's more, at night, when their vision is blurred, it is even more impossible to grasp the traces of the Dark Knight.

I really couldn't understand it, so Zhang Xing simply stopped thinking about it.

However, he still admired the perseverance and persistent spirit of Li Sheng and others.

In fact, it cannot be said that the coalition forces have not retreated. They are still retreating slowly, keeping a certain distance between the Chinese army and the Dark Knight.

If they wait for the Dark Knight to rush into the middle army, they will really be close to being destroyed.

Zhang Xing looked at the horizon. The sun's light was finally swallowed up by the night, and several bright stars were shining like fireflies.

A full moon crept out quietly.

It's okay tonight, not too dark.

It's just that it's too quiet in the mountains, so quiet that it's a bit abnormal.

Except for a few roars of the dragon in the distance, no other sounds could be heard.

The Nine Dragons Yiqi had already moved out of the Tianlongmen range and were getting further and further away from Zhang Xing.

Dongfang Zhaoyang seemed to feel a smell of Xiaosha filling the air.

His eyes narrowed and his expression became tense.

At the same time, his heartbeat accelerated and the pores all over his body stood up.

Dongfang Zhaoyang smelled a very familiar scent.

not good! There is an assassin! Here they come!

Just when Dongfang Zhaoyang was about to remind Zhang Xing, suddenly, four killing intents tightly locked the vital parts of his body.

Dongfang Zhaoyang's body froze, and he immediately became highly alert, not daring to move.

After three short breaths, the cold sweat that had gathered on Dongfang Zhaoyang's forehead fell off.

Bah!

The moment a drop of cold sweat passed through the eyelashes of his right eye, four black lights suddenly appeared from the sky.

Black light arrived instantly, and a ray of light shot towards his eyebrows.

A shot shot from behind to his heart.

One shot from the left side hit the artery in his neck.

A shot shot from below towards his Dantian.

boom!

Dongfang Zhaoyang immediately unleashed all his cultivation, punching twice and kicking twice in an instant.

At the same time, he dodged to the right.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!

Four crisp sounds rang out from where he was standing.

"Hehe! Brother Zhaoyang's cultivation has declined!"

Along with the sound, four black-clad and masked figures appeared ten meters away in front of Dongfang Zhaoyang.

Each of them has a sword as thick as a thumb.

"Why!"

Dongfang Zhaoyang sighed deeply in his heart and said, "You still refuse to let me go."

"Wrong! It's not that we don't want to let you go, it's that someone doesn't want to let you go. We just use people's money to help them eliminate disasters."

The voice was disembodied, and it was impossible to tell which man in black was speaking.

"Why bother? From the day I left, I never thought about going back."

Dongfang Zhaoyang shook his head. Only he knew the pain in his heart. He really didn't want to be an enemy of his elder brother.

But a hundred years have passed and I, your younger brother, am no longer a threat to you. Why are you still refusing to give up?

"Brother Zhaoyang, it doesn't matter to us whether you go back or not, as long as your head goes back!"

The voice of the man in black came.

Dongfang Zhaoyang knew the strength of these four people, and they were all top three-star warriors like him.

It's just that his fists no longer have the domineering spirit they once had.

Although he has cultivated to the three-star realm, his strength has dropped by 10%.

This is also because he looked down on human nature and saw through the unnatural path of cultivation, thus changing his violent and public character.

I thought I would die slowly with my old illness, but unexpectedly my injuries healed.

The strength has declined, and there is no way to go further.

It was luck or not, but he was not sad and just wanted to live quietly.