The assassin's expression changed as he realized he had been tricked. However, he immediately retracted his sword and rushed forward.
In his mind, Zhang Xing would definitely sneak attack him from behind again.
However, he was wrong.
When he pounced on Zhang Xing's Magic Mirror Image, Zhang Xing had already dispersed.
Pu!
His vision blurred and he felt a chill on his neck.
A three-inch-long table knife pierced through his throat.
Zhang Xing's cold face appeared in front of his eyes.
The assassin wanted to swing his sword in disbelief, but he deflated like a deflated balloon.
His entire body's cultivation seemed to be pouring out of the one-inch round hole in his throat.
Shua!
The assassin stood in the air for two breaths of time, then his head drooped and he fell from the sky.
Six more!
Zhang Xing turned and left. Black and White, White, and the two dragons followed on his left and right. Long Yi disappeared into the night sky again.
He quickly arrived at Dragon Fifth's side.
He saw that the assassin fighting Dragon Fifth had a black face. He was using his douqi to suppress the poison while trying to escape.
"Hm!
Not bad. I saw that Dragon Fifth's poison technique is a great threat to Samsung War Venerables. "
Zhang Xing said as he took a step forward.
Dong dong dong!
The assassin felt his heartbeat accelerate. His douqi couldn't be used properly and he couldn't suppress the poison anymore. He spat out a mouthful of black blood.
It was understandable that the assassin was extremely anxious. After all, Zhang Xing had brought two dragons with him.
He had almost died fighting a Poison Dragon. If Zhang Xing was added into the mix, he would definitely die.
The moment the assassin spat out blood, Zhang Xing's table knife floated past the assassin's neck like a ghost in the night.
Shua!
When the table knife floated back to Zhang Xing's hand, the assassin's head was separated from his neck.
Decapitation!
Five more!
Zhang Xing took a second step and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was facing Winged Dragon Wen Jing.
The shadow of the saber flashed, and the dazed assassin was split into two.
Four more!
Third step.
Zhang Xing arrived in front of the Blue Dragon Blue Sword.
Black Treasure, Bai Chang, Poison Dragon Fifth, Winged Dragon Wenjing, and the hidden Spacetime Dragon Yi Nian followed behind.
The assassin in front of Blue Blade was already on the verge of breaking down, and now he was scared out of his wits.
Without any suspense, the assassin was beheaded by Zhang Xing in a flash.
Three more to go!
Zhang Xing took a step forward, the fourth step!
When the remaining three assassins saw this scene from afar, they were so anxious that they wanted to vomit blood.
The more anxious they were, the easier it would be for the dragons to fight.
They wanted to fight with the dragon and escape.
Zhang Xing had taught them that if they could use one little finger to kill someone, they would never use two, let alone their fists.
Coupled with Black Treasure's demonstration, the other dragons quickly understood the essence of this tactic.
Now that he had used it, he had indeed received unexpected and miraculous results.
Sure enough, it saved him a lot of trouble!
"My boss is right behind you. Your time has come."
Hong Leng's voice startled the assassin. He broke out in cold sweat and immediately dodged.
When he turned around, there was no one behind him. Zhang Xing was still 100 meters away.
"You …"
The assassin was furious.
He clutched his chest with one hand and gasped for breath.
If Zhang Xing did not kill him, he would have been scared to death or angered to death.
"My boss is really behind you!" the Red Dragon Hong Leng said again.
The assassin did not believe him. He stared at Hong Leng.
"Stop lying …"
Splat!
He only managed to say three words before he was killed by Zhang Xing's saber.
Two more to go!
Zhang Xing took the fifth step …
Sixth step.
"You're the last one!"
Zhang Xing put away his knife and looked coldly at the assassin who fell to the ground.
At this point, all 18 Samsung Supreme assassins had died in his hands.