Dongfang Zhaoyang knew that these four people were just here to test him.
There must be a few more assassins waiting for an opportunity.
He wasn't worried about his own safety. He believed that the assassins would have to pay a price to kill him.
Dongfang Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Xing who was a hundred meters away.
"Hehe!
Brother Zhaoyang, you're worried about Zhang Xing, right? "
"Our movements here aren't small, but he didn't notice. Seems like your disciple isn't that great!"
After the man in black finished speaking, Dongfang Zhaoyang was stunned.
"Zhang Xing's … disciple?"
They think that Zhang Xing is my disciple?
Hahaha …
Dongfang Zhaoyang laughed wildly in his heart.
How can I, Dongfang Zhaoyang, have the fortune to have Zhang Xing as my disciple!
If Zhang Xing is really my disciple, I'm afraid he'll wake up laughing in his dreams!
Seems like something went wrong and made them mistakenly think that I'm secretly teaching Zhang Xing cultivation.
Since it's a misunderstanding, then it's a misunderstanding. There's no need to explain.
"Don't underestimate Zhang Xing. Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death."
"Eh!
Why aren't your people in the dark making a move?
Don't tell me you're doing the same thing and want to make a move on the people around me? "
Dongfang Zhaoyang mocked.
The four of them stopped after the first attack and still had the mood to chat with him.
This wasn't normal. Other than their usual methods, Dongfang Zhaoyang really couldn't think of any new assassination tactics.
For Samsung's supreme level assassins like them, they might not even make a move once in a few years or even a few decades.
But once they made a move, there was no way they would return empty-handed.
Either they made a move on Dongfang Biying and the other juniors to distract him.
Or they had already locked onto Zhang Xing and were waiting for him to save him.
No matter which method they used, Dongfang Zhaoyang knew that it would be a thunderous attack.
Life and death would be determined!
He … didn't have the confidence to save either side.
Although he was extremely anxious, he couldn't show it.
He could only stall for time and hope that Zhang Xing could summon the dragon or the dark knight in time.
"Chi!"
The black-clothed man's disdainful voice sounded.
"Zhang Xing is nothing to worry about. His dragon is having fun in the alliance and won't be back for a while."
"It's easy for us to kill Zhang Xing, but you … are a little tricky!"
The four assassins seemed to be standing there casually, but Dongfang Zhaoyang felt as if his vitals were being stared at by poisonous snakes.
He knew that he could not reveal even the slightest flaw. The assassins, one in the light and one in the dark, were all looking for an opportunity to kill him in one blow.
Even if it was the influence of a breeze, a blink of an eye, or other people's strange movements, they would be able to seize the opportunity.
The killers knew that the blow just now did not take the lion's life, so next, this 160-year-old old man was going to go all out.
He was always able to exchange the lives of their assassins for the smallest price.
Therefore, they were waiting.
Killers were here to kill. They wouldn't risk their lives.
Dongfang Zhaoyang ignored them and focused. His Dou Qi surged as he sensed the flow of air around him.
Not far away, Dongfang Wang and his sister, Xin Chang, and some of the elders of the Heavenly Dragon Sect were already pale as they looked in front of them in fear.
They knew that they couldn't help and couldn't stand the cold killing intent. Although they didn't want to retreat, they had no choice. They retreated a hundred meters.
Time passed minute by minute. Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the night sky with a bright tail. It flashed past a hundred meters above everyone's head.
The high-speed meteor rubbed against the air, creating a rumbling sound of thunder … …
When the sound of thunder entered everyone's ears, the four Samsung War Reverend assassins moved.
Dongfang Zhaoyang's heart sank. The heavens had created an opportunity for the assassins. He couldn't sense the assassins in the dark, but he was sure that they wouldn't let go of this opportunity.
Shua!
Four rays of sword light attacked … …
No!
It wasn't four, it was five … … six … …
Dongfang Zhaoyang realized that there were at least two more rays of sword light.
One pierced through the air and pierced his Baihui acupoint.
The other pierced his back.