This demon's target is me!

Zhang Xiaotian only reacted at this time, the so-called assassination before was just a scene!

And that carriage, it should be empty!

The young demon clan's inevitable raid was blocked, which made him a little surprised for a while, this slave is so powerful, no wonder......

When his mind flickered, his hand was not idle, and the black spike in his hand folded smartly, like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter, piercing Zhang Xiaotian's left temple.

The mysteriousness and mystery of this young demon clan's moves seem to be the presentation of the laws of heaven and earth, but in this land where the source power is scarce, it can still hook a trace of natural power.

This surprised Zhang Xiaotian.

What does this mean, it shows that this young demon clan not only has a high level of source power, but also has a strong spiritual power.

While!

Surprise is surprise, should make a move.

Qianji changed and bounced up at some point, colliding with the black spikes, making a dull sound, and the air flow rushed around, which was extremely terrifying.

At this time, Meilanda on the side also saw the opportunity and smashed it with a punch, and very viciously chose the waist ribs of the young demon clan as the target.

The Assassin ignored Meranda's fists, perhaps unable to do both, as his spikes continued to unleash a thousand attacks.

Seeing that her fist was about to touch the opponent's robe, Meilanda was overjoyed and added a little strength.

A smug smile appeared on the face of the demon assassin, and his waist, which had been straight, suddenly twisted like a water snake.

Meranda's fist had already touched the Assassin's clothing, but it was like a slippery loach, and it slipped away.

At the same time, the Assassin's left hand was bent in the direction as if it had been bone-drawn, and the five fingers of the palm were pressed together like a crane's beak, and it was fiercely chiseled downward.

This time, if it is chiseled, there will definitely be a big hole on the top of Meilanda's head.

Meilanda, who is at the seventh level of body refining, is basically not enough to see under the hands of this assassin who is level seven of the source power, and she falls into danger in the blink of an eye.

This is also the reason why the body refining martial artists have gradually disappeared in the long river of history, and if the demon clan is not inherently unsuitable for cultivating source power, I am afraid that the martial arts process of this race will also develop like humans.

Fortunately, the current demon clan has also found some ways to make up for it, such as runes, and adult demon clans will use the essence blood of powerful beasts to carve various runes on their bodies.

This kind of rune is different from the rune formation rune, it is perfected and improved by the demon clan after thousands of years of continuous attempts, there are tens of thousands of kinds, basically any physique of the demon clan, can find the rune that fits their body perfectly.

Meilanda's journey to the wilderness when she encountered Zhang Xiaotian was actually to hunt the Mysterious Beast, of course, this was just a coming-of-age ceremony, and she would not use the blood of the Mysterious Beast she hunted to carve runes, because it was ...... Uh, too weak.

Okay, gossip, Zhang Xiaotian will not watch Meilanda being broken from the sidelines.

He stepped forward and approached the Assassin, his right hand still defending against the Assassin's black thorn, but his left hand pointed out with a sharp whistling sound, as if it was not a finger, but a sharp blade.

This finger was not aimed at the Assassin's left hand, which was chiseled at the top of Meranda's head, but at the heart of the Assassin's chest, in the same way that Wei rescued Zhao.

The Assassin still has a smile on his face, just waiting for you!

His body changed suddenly, and the legs of his lower body suddenly turned into a weak and boneless python, golden and snow-white source power were mixed, whistling and entwining, and Zhang Xiaotian who came over was wrapped up in one fell swoop.

And his upper body remained unchanged, the black spike in his right hand was actually made into a stick, and he was hit with the momentum of turning over the river in the sea, and the left hand that was chiseled down also broke away from the top of Meilanda's head and hit Zhang Xiaotian's neck.

Meilanda's face changed greatly, "Not good! ”

Having just shaken off the horror of near-death, she immediately stood up, swinging her fists and striking the assassin in the back.

To her surprise, her fist hit the opponent's vest unimpeded.

Before the joy could rise, Meranda sensed that something was wrong, and her fist kept squeezing inward, trying to slice the assassin's body open, but she could only make a sound of gold and iron.

At the same time, this demon clan's hands changed again and again at this moment, the beak of the bird in his left hand was like a net, and the spikes in his right hand were falling like stars.

Kiss!

With a soft sound, Zhang Xiaotian's body burst like a soap bubble, and the smile on his face froze as if he was mocking the assassin.

Well, fake?

The assassin's mind moved, and instead of looking for Zhang Xiaotian's true location at the moment, he turned over and stabbed him, hitting Meilanda's throat.

I don't believe you won't come to your rescue!

Mei Landa, who was still desperately trying to rescue Zhang Xiaotian, didn't expect such a change from the other party at all, and when she was about to react, it was too late, and the spike was less than two inches away from her throat.

At this time, she felt a warm and powerful arm stop her waist, and with a slight twist, the person was already three zhang away, and Zhang Xiaotian's figure flashed out from behind her, and the thousand machines in her hand changed and fought dozens of moves with the assassin in the blink of an eye.

The two sides fought extremely fast, and the sound of the collision between Blackthorn and Thousand Machines was almost uninterrupted, and it became a long whistle.

At this moment, the carriage that Zhang Xiaotian thought was empty suddenly shattered with a roar, and among the debris in the sky, a figure swept quickly.

Zhang Xiaotian blocked the assassin's successive blows, and when he looked around, he saw that his long thick and jet-black hair was close to his back, he was tall, his legs were slender and powerful, his skin was dark, but there were no horns unique to the demon clan on his head, and a pair of pointed ears obviously bearing the logo of the Tiramo people.

This is a female assassin of Tiramo and demon blood!

"Whoever dares to make trouble in Huanglong City, stop it!"

When the guards of Yellow Dragon City finally arrived, a middle-aged demon clan with the appearance of a tall leader led a team of armor soldiers to rush in, just in front of the female assassin who rushed out of the carriage.

One of the nearest armorers rushed forward with his sword drawn, slashing at him.

"The Augustus family really has a profound background, and there is a master of the sixth level of the fast refining body casually (the Augustus family is naturally responsible for the city defense of Huanglong City)......"

Zhang Xiaotian still had the leisure to think about this, but as soon as his thoughts surfaced, he saw the female assassin's slender thighs raised high, and they slashed down like a big axe, smashing into the sword body without any fancy fancy.

Bang!

This armor soldier of the Yellow Dragon City Guard exploded with a sword, and his flesh and blood flew out, and he was actually directly exploded!

"Protect the little princess!"

The burly man didn't even look at his subordinates who were kicked and exploded, nor did he look at Zhang Xiaotian, who was fighting with the male assassin, but directly led people to rush towards Meilanda and surrounded her.

(End of chapter)