Chapter 981 Shao Lao San Died, Feilong Wanted Revenge

The third son of the Shao family used all his strength to try to pull out the sword.

But Zhang Xing's two fingers were like iron pliers, firmly clamping the sword.

After he crippled Shao Dading's limbs, the third son of the Shao family was still held in the air and could not move at all.

"You little bastard, you dared to cripple my nephew in front of me, the third son of the Shao family. I will grind you to ashes!"

Shao Third Son looked at his nephew's miserable appearance, and his eyes were about to bleed.

He shouted angrily and made one last effort, but the sword still could not move.

"I can kill you without the sword!"

Shao Third Son thought about giving up the sword immediately and using his fist to blow up Zhang Xing.

But at this moment.

Ding!

The tip of the sword was gently bent by Zhang Xing's two fingers and broke.

Then, a cold light flashed.

Puff!

The tip of the knife was embedded in Shao Third Son's throat.

With a plop, Shao Third Son covered his throat with both hands and fell from the air.

His eyes bulged out, and he looked at Zhang Xing with a look of fear. He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Silence! The scene was dead silent!

Everyone else stared with wide eyes, looking at the scene in front of them with an expression of disbelief.

Shao Lao San, who had the cultivation of three-star war master, was killed by this young man in one move?

And he also crippled the eldest young master of the Shao family?

This is not a joke...

Everyone felt that this was not true, but the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't help but believe it.

This is too unbelievable.

Roar!

After a breath, Shao Lao San's fighting partner, the seventh-level two-legged flying dragon, got angry.

"Bold boy, you dared to kill my buddy in front of me, you are dead."

The flying dragon can't speak human language, but Zhang Xing can not only understand it, but also speak it.

"You are worthy of being called a dragon? A waste like you who is neither a snake nor a dragon can only be called a beast."

Zhang Xing said sarcastically.

"What? How dare you belittle me?"

The flying dragon was about to rush over, but stopped immediately. He looked at Zhang Xing with a strange expression.

"Boy, how can you speak dragon language?"

"Don't worry about that. Anyway, my dragon language is the most standard pronunciation, and what you use is still in the category of animal language."

Zhang Xing said.

"Hmph! I don't care about standards or not. You killed my friend and you must pay with your life."

"However, since you can speak dragon language, I will limit you to three moves. If you can withstand my three attacks, the matter will be over."

The flying dragon inherited the suspicious and cunning character of the dragon clan.

Of course, he will show no mercy to the enemies he can beat.

But when he encounters an uncertain opponent, he is still very careful.

"Three moves?" Zhang Xing shook his head.

"Why, do you think it's too little?" Feilong asked.

"No, no, three moves are too many. One move will do."

Zhang Xing said.

The flying dragon was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhang Xing.

"It's not that I block your three attacks, but that you take my one attack."

"If you can block my one attack, I'll spare your life."

"Haha..."

The two-legged flying dragon laughed so hard that his body shook.

The onlookers suddenly saw this scene and were confused.

What happened to this dragon?

Why did he go crazy? Was he sad and angry because his fighting partner was killed?

"Haha, I'm laughing to death. Are you kidding me, little kid?"

The flying dragon said while laughing.

"Whether you are joking or not, I think it's funny. Stop talking nonsense and take my attack first."

The flying dragon said and pounced.

"Look! The flying dragon is angry. He wants to avenge his partner!"

The people who were away from Zhang Xingjin all scattered with a whoosh.

They didn't want to be burned to death by the dragon's breath flames.