Zhang Xing did not know about Li Sheng's plan, nor did he know that Zhaoyang's elder brother had already bared his sharp fangs and wanted to bite him to death.
He felt that it was strange. After fighting for a day, the alliance army had suffered heavy casualties, but they still had no intention of retreating.
Were they planning to fight to the death?
That was not possible. After all, there were four factions. They could not all be of one mind.
Furthermore, it was night time, when their vision was blurry. It was even more impossible to track the Dark Knights' movements.
Zhang Xing did not understand, so he decided not to think about it.
However, he still admired Li Sheng and the others for their perseverance and persistence.
In fact, it could not be said that the alliance army was not retreating. They were still slowly retreating, allowing the central army to maintain a certain distance from the Dark Knights.
If they waited for the Dark Knights to charge into the central army, they would not be far from being completely wiped out.
Zhang Xing looked at the horizon. The sun's rays were finally swallowed by the night. A few bright stars shone brightly.
A full moon quietly crept out of the sky.
Tonight was still alright. It was not too dark.
However, the mountain was too quiet. It was so quiet that it was abnormal.
Other than the roars of the giant dragons, no other sounds could be heard.
The Nine Dragons One Ride had already left the Heavenly Dragon Sect's territory and was getting further and further away from Zhang Xing.
Dongfang Zhaoyang seemed to feel a desolate aura in the air.
His gaze turned cold, and his expression became tense.
At the same time, his heartbeat sped up, and his hair stood on end.
Dongfang Zhaoyang smelled a very familiar scent.
Not good!
Assassins!
They're here!
Just as Dongfang Zhaoyang was about to warn Zhang Xing, four killing intents suddenly locked onto his vitals.
Dongfang Zhaoyang's body stiffened. He immediately became alert and did not dare to move.
After a short three breaths, the cold sweat on Dongfang Zhaoyang's forehead slid down.
Drip!
Just as the cold sweat dripped down his right eyelash, four black lights suddenly appeared in the air.
The black lights arrived in an instant. One shot towards his forehead.
One shot towards his heart from behind.
One shot towards his carotid artery from the left.
One shot towards his Dantian from below.
Boom!
Dongfang Zhaoyang immediately unleashed all of his cultivation, instantly throwing out two punches and two kicks.
At the same time, he dodged to the right.
Ding ding dang dang!
Four crisp sounds rang out from where he had been standing.
"Hehe!
Brother Zhaoyang's cultivation has regressed! "
Following the voice, four masked figures in black appeared ten meters away from Dongfang Zhaoyang.
Each of them had a sword as thick as a thumb.
"Sigh!"
Dongfang Zhaoyang let out a long sigh and said, "You guys still won't 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're just taking someone's money to help them. "
The voice was illusory, and it was impossible to tell which black-clothed man was speaking.
"Why bother?
From the day I left, I never thought of going back. "
Dongfang Zhaoyang shook his head. Only he knew the bitterness in his heart. He really didn't want to be his brother's enemy.
But a hundred years have passed. As your younger brother, I am no longer a threat to you. Why are you still unwilling to give up?
"Brother Zhaoyang, it doesn't matter if you go back or not. We just want your head back!"
The black-clothed man's voice rang out.
Dongfang Zhaoyang knew the strength of these four people. They were all top Samsung war reverends like him.
However, his fists no longer had the domineering aura from back then.
Although his cultivation had reached the Samsung realm, his strength had decreased by 10%.
This was also because he had seen through the heaven-defying path of cultivation and changed his violent and flamboyant personality.
He originally thought that he would slowly die with his old illness, but he didn't expect his injuries to be healed.
His strength had decreased, and there was no way for him to improve.
It was lucky, but it wasn't. However, he didn't feel sad. He only wanted to live peacefully.