Chapter 854 A Table Knife

The ninth killer saw himself.

That's right, he saw a young man standing behind him, holding a knife in his hand.

It was a two-inch long silver knife, which was often used by nobles to eat meat at the table.

The one-and-a-half-inch blade penetrated from the back of his head, and his rapier remained behind Dongfang Zhaoyang's head.

Exactly the same position, but he was the one who died.

Wasn't the young man a hundred meters away? How could he suddenly appear?

The ninth killer only had time to think so much, and then his consciousness fell into a white space...

At the same time, the other eight killers also discovered the death of their companions and the sudden appearance of Zhang Xing.

Swish!

Zhang Xing pulled out the knife, and the body of the ninth killer instantly lost balance and fell downwards.

Dongfang Biying and others who were a hundred meters away saw this scene and were all very surprised.

Especially Dongfang Biying, she almost collapsed at that moment just now. If it weren't for her brother's support, she would have fallen from the air.

The ancestor cannot die. He is the biggest backer of the rise of the Dongfang family!

Zhang Xing smiled and said, "Sorry, brother Zhaoyang, I'm a little late."

"This killer is very well hidden. I can't determine his location. I have to wait for him to appear."

Although Dongfang Zhaoyang has experienced several life and death situations, he is also sweating at this moment.

He turned stiffly and looked at Zhang Xing in shock.

He said easily, "Haha, brother, you came at the right time. I told you that you can't watch me being killed by these bastards."

He knew that Zhang Xing was very evil, but he still underestimated his strength.

He thought that Zhang Xing could only kill the enemy of the two-star venerable realm at most, but he didn't expect that he would easily kill the strongest ninth killer with a knife.

Zhang Xing turned his head and looked at the other eight killers indifferently.

"The assassins are from the assassin group, they are so impressive, they actually sent out 18 three-star Venerable assassins at once."

"But you guys underestimated me and Brother Zhaoyang, 18 assassins are not enough to kill."

The eight assassins were startled by the sudden appearance of Zhang Xing.

They all had a question mark in their minds, how did this guy get here?

The other nine companions have surrounded him and can kill him at any time.

But they are also worried that Zhang Xing must have some unknown means to survive until now.

Otherwise, why can he always escape the hunting of other assassins.

They just want to see if Zhang Xing will rescue Dongfang Zhaoyang at the moment he is killed, and what strange means he will use.

Now they see that Zhang Xing came to rescue, and his means are also very strange, which is indeed beyond their expectations.

But they are very annoyed, that fucking thing can't be called strange at all, it's just an ordinary table knife!

"Zhang Xing, we did underestimate you, but you didn't take this opportunity to escape, but instead fell into the trap to help your master."

"It's just right to kill you all together, so that I don't have to spend more effort."

The voices of the men in black came from all directions.

"I'm very puzzled. Who told you that Zhang Xing is my disciple?"

"I'm not qualified to be his master. Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear Zhang Xing call me brother?"

Dongfang Zhaoyang said coldly.

"What? He's not your disciple?"

The eight killers were all stunned.

Although they had doubts about the title just now, they didn't think about it carefully.

Some masters and apprentices are very casual and often make jokes.

For example, some apprentices call their masters "old man", and some call them "big brother".

Now recalling their conversation just now, it seems that Zhang Xing and Dongfang Zhaoyang are really not in a master-disciple relationship.

But it doesn't matter whether it is or not. They must die tonight.

Encircled by seventeen three-star-level killers, they can't escape!