Chapter 857: Chase, Intercept, and Kill One by One

"Want to escape? Humph! Since you're here, stay!"

Zhang Xing sneered, stared at a killer, and his body disappeared in Dragon Island in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the killer. With a flash of cold light, the dinner knife quietly shot into his head and shot out of his mouth.

Zhang Xing did not stop and chased another killer. At the same time, he held his left hand and put the dinner knife back in place.

The remaining eight killers saw another dead companion and fled even more desperately.

However, they just ran more than 800 meters away and stopped urgently.

A giant dragon appeared more than ten meters in front of each person, blocking the way.

"This... How is this possible? Haven't you left the range of Tianya Mountain?"

The killers said in astonishment.

"Ha ha ha! This question is too stupid, no need to answer, can't you come back if you leave?"

Hei Bao laughed and shook his tail proudly.

You idiots, how do you know that within this range, we can receive the boss's thoughts.

Although it is not the opponent of you three-star war masters, it is still possible to block it for a while.

This scene also happened to other dragons, but the dialogue was different.

"Those who block me will die!"

The killers had no other choice but to charge hard.

For a while, eight dragons and eight killers fought in a group.

The strength of the seventh-level dragon is equivalent to that of a one-star war master, but Hei Bao and his friends have the third-level ancient bloodline, and their strength is one level higher.

They are stronger than two-star war masters, but they are not the opponents of three-star war masters.

And it is not so easy for a three-star war master to kill a seventh-level dragon, and it also costs a lot.

The eight killers were almost dying of anxiety. There was a giant dragon blocking the way in front, and the killer Zhang Xing behind. The hope of survival has dropped to the lowest point.

They all began to doubt their lives. Why is this happening?

The monster Zhang Xing is not a disciple of Dongfang Zhaoyang, so where did his cultivation come from?

He is only about ten years old and he is already a one-star master, four or five times more than Dongfang Zhaoyang.

Eighteen three-star-level assassins were killed by him and fled for their lives. Who else in the world can compare to him?

At this rate of development, Zhang Xing may become a saint before he is 20 years old.

What will the assassin headquarters do then? Kill or not? I am afraid they will be killed.

"Damn Black Dragon, get out of my way, I will fight you..."

An assassin who was fighting with Hei Bao could not defeat him for a long time. His eyes were red and he roared loudly. He burst out all his cultivation and did not avoid Hei Bao's giant claws. He stabbed Hei Bao's vital abdomen with a sword.

Hei Bao smiled coldly. Who is afraid of who if you fight to the death, unless you can kill me with one sword.

What's more, you have no chance to fight to the death with me, because... the boss is behind you!

Puff!

The assassin's rapier was about to pierce Hei Bao's abdomen.

His eyes lit up and his face showed excitement.

As long as he could injure this black dragon, he could escape!

However, just when the tip of the rapier was still a little distance away from Heibao's dragon scales.

A flash of knife light flashed behind him, and a small knife shot out of his mouth.

The killer suddenly lost all his strength, and the rapier in his hand could not pierce forward half an inch.

The last thing he saw before his death was the three-inch table knife in Zhang Xing's hand.

"Humph! You're looking for death!"

He looked at the body falling from the sky with contempt and said disdainfully.

Heibao was not afraid of danger, and his brows did not frown. He felt that he had the demeanor of a great general.

Zhang Xing gave a thumbs up in approval and pointed at Heibao, and Heibao became even more proud.