"Second Brother, be careful. That kid might be a One Star Battle-Saint!"
Third Brother Ling Qiqi said.
"Hmph!
What bullsh * t One Star Battle-Saint. He's at most a Half-Saint. How can a sixteen or seventeen year old become a Saint! "
Ling Jiujiu said with disdain.
After speaking, his figure flashed and appeared above Zhang Xing's head. He didn't waste any time and slapped at his head with the aura of a One Star Battle-Saint.
'Why are you so long-winded? I don't like to bicker before a fight.
I'll just slap you to death and be done with it! '
Zhang Xing didn't raise his head. He felt that the enemy this time was even stronger.
It seemed to be the aura of a Saint, but he didn't know how many stars it was.
He had just entered the sect and didn't know the differences between Saints.
However, his first feeling was that he could handle this slap.
He moved his wrist and struck out a Dragon Fist to meet the attack above his head.
Boom!
A short and dull sound was heard.
Zhang Xing's body swayed slightly. Ling Jiujiu took a step back.
Hiss!
Ling Jiujiu's eyes focused as a chill rose in his heart.
'This kid is really a One Star Battle-Saint!'
'What kind of evil wind is blowing in the Southern Continent for such a young Saint to appear?'
'Even in the Middle Continent, there hasn't been such a young Saint!'
'Could it be that something has happened to this continent?'
Third Brother Ling Qiqi, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop when she saw that her second brother was actually tied with the young man.
"Stay here and wait for orders!" After speaking, she flashed to her second brother's side.
"Second Brother, should we kill or take him in?"
"No, kill him!"
"Understood!"
The two brothers quickly finished their conversation.
They had the same thought.
They couldn't let this young man grow. Otherwise, it would be a disaster for the Ling Family.
The two of them stared at Zhang Xing like hyenas. He felt goosebumps on his back.
"Do you want to fight two against one?"
"Forgive me for not accompanying you!"
Although Zhang Xing wasn't afraid, he didn't want to waste time.
He had a group of dragons as his fighters. Why not use them?
"Black Treasure, White Robe, Wen Jing …"
Zhang Xing called out their names one by one.
The nine dragons instantly poked their heads out of the nest.
"It's time to level up!"
Swoosh!
The nine dragons were roused, they flew to the sky above the Dragon Island at the same time.
"Now that we have abundant resources, we don't care about a hundred thousand or eighty thousand experience points. This time, we'll let you have a taste of what it's like to level up twice!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand, exuding a godly aura.
"Long live Boss!"
“.....”
The nine dragons immediately cheered excitedly.
Zhang Xing didn't say anything else and directly tossed out a large amount of experience points.
Ding!
Congratulations to the Dark Dragon for reaching the Ninth Stage!
Congratulations to Dark Dragon for reaching Level 10!
Congratulations, White Dragon … Level Nine!
Congratulations, White Dragon … Level Ten!
.....
The unique rhythmic sound of leveling up resounded in Dragon Island.
As for the ninety newborn dragon babies, they all looked at the sky with confusion and amazement.
The ten humanoid little Black Dragons all had different appearances. It was easy to tell them apart at a glance.
It was the same for the other dragons.
Looking at their adorable expressions, her heart was about to melt.
Zhang Xing recalled how young and arrogant Black Treasure was back then …
Unknowingly, he had already grown up. He was now seventeen years old!
There was another batch of little dragons on Dragon Island. Why did it feel like he had become a Grandpa Dragon …
A moment later, all nine dragons successfully leveled up to the Tenth Stage.
"Brothers, come out and fight!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and the nine dragons appeared in the outside world in a flash.
At the same time, Zhang Xing looked at the Dark Knight Mo Li in a secret room.
He and the dark warhorse were kneeling on the ground obediently, waiting for their master's instructions.
Although Zhang Xing had come a few times, he had ignored him.
It was the same every time. He would only stand up after Zhang Xing left.
He couldn't sense any aura here, and fear had already formed in his heart.
He was afraid that Zhang Xing would forget about him.