Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 392 Black Winged Dragon King
While everyone was discussing, the sky suddenly became cloudy.

Saltod's face sank: "They're still here."

Miller: "Your Majesty, don't worry, even if I die in battle, I will do my best to stop the Black Winged Dragon Clan."

Saltod patted the other party's shoulder: "Well, it's up to you."

After speaking, Miller set off with the hordes of Winged Terran army.

Zhao Fanxing and the others followed closely behind.

For a time, the army was huge and extremely fast.

Under the influence of the black cloud, the entire Divine Bird Kingdom was shrouded in darkness.

Flocks of flying dragons with black wings appeared in front of everyone.

The dragon scales on them were extremely hard. After being hit by the white light arrows shot by the winged human archers, instead of being damaged, the light arrows bounced off.

And these black-winged dragons also began to soar in the sky, spewing out a large amount of black flames.

These flames burned the winged human archers, instantly reducing them to ashes.

Hearing the shrill scream, Zhao Fanxing couldn't believe his ears.

"Ice Storm!" Leonor had already started chanting a spell, releasing a large amount of ice, trying to freeze the enemy.

But such a powerful ice-type secret method can only freeze the black-winged dragon for a short moment. After a while, these monsters will return to normal.

Joel White's "Penetrating Shot" is better, able to penetrate the dragon scale, but it can only penetrate halfway, causing slight skin trauma.

Only the giant sword that Miller wields with both hands can do real damage, splitting the dragon's scales and tearing the black wing wyvern's skin apart.

A large amount of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

But after all, he couldn't support himself alone. In the fight with the black-winged flying dragon all over the sky, he was hit on the back by the dragon's claws and suffered serious injuries.

Miller could only grit his teeth and endure the pain.

Zhao Fanxing was also surrounded by hundreds of black-winged flying dragons.

But he didn't worry, instead he pulled out the "Holy Spirit Sword" and used the "Eight Desolate Sword Techniques".

I saw Zhao Fanxing flying in the air, dodging left and right, trying to avoid the black flames of the flying dragon.

While dodging, he held the knife with both hands and slashed vigorously.

The golden knife light was continuously released, hitting the target precisely, splitting the dragon scales in an instant, creating a wound more than one meter deep.

The black-winged flying dragons howled and struggled in the air. A large amount of blood flowed from their bodies and fell to the ground drop by drop.

"The knife pierces the rainbow!" Zhao Fanxing swung the knife backhand, turned into a golden knife light, and rushed forward.

"Boom!" The saber light pierced through the abdomens of more than a dozen black-winged dragons.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and these monsters screamed and fell from the sky, falling to the ground and dying completely.

Zhao Fanxing's offensive continued unabated and he continued to fly around, swinging his long sword with both hands to strike hard.

The attack range of the golden knife light is extremely large, and it can penetrate everywhere.

Zhao Fanxing also kept flying forward, attacking the target.

Groups of black-winged dragons were beheaded by him without any resistance.

But at this moment, a black winged dragon king suddenly flapped its black wings, releasing a large amount of black gusts.

Zhao Fanxing was in it, and was blown to this side, his body was unstable, and his vision became blurred.

"Death breath!" At this moment, the Black Winged Dragon King spewed out a purple flame, turning the sky into a sea of ​​flames, and swept towards Zhao Fanxing.

"King Kong is not bad!" Zhao Fanxing didn't dare to neglect, and activated his inner strength to turn his skin golden.

The enemy's purple flame did not hurt his body.

But even so, Zhao Fanxing still felt that his life was being swallowed by purple flames, and his physical strength was constantly declining.

"Fudo Ming Wang!" He performed the "Marriage Dress Magic Art", urging the true qi of heavenly thunder, earth fire, and put himself in a domineering state.

The influence of the purple flame disappeared, and Zhao Fanxing returned to normal.

But the winged human warriors beside him were not like that.

The bodies of these people were not burned to ashes, but the flesh and blood shrank rapidly, and finally turned into mummies, which fell from the air and were smashed into pieces.

This terrifying scene also made Zhao Fanxing secretly rejoice in his heart.

The Black Winged Dragon King also showed a surprised expression, waved his dragon claws, and swept towards him.

"Lingbo Weibu!" Zhao Fanxing mobilized his inner strength, flew forward, dodged left and right, and flew up and down, avoiding the enemy's attack.

While dodging, he made a vertical leap and landed on the enemy's back.

"Slash Henghe vertically!" Zhao Fanxing held the knife in both hands and slashed repeatedly. The golden light of the knife flew towards the opponent like a river.

"Bang!" The dragon scales on the back of the Black Winged Dragon King were cut to pieces in an instant, revealing a wound tens of meters long, and blood gushed out, dyeing its huge body red.

The Black Winged Dragon King also let out a painful cry and began to shake his body in the air.

Zhao Fanxing hurriedly jumped back and came to the distance.

But the Black Winged Dragon King turned his head, opened his bloody mouth, and used "death breath" again.

A large number of purple flames were ejected by it, drowning Zhao Fanxing.

"The Great Teleportation of the Universe!" This time, instead of resisting forcefully, he waved his hands, pulled and transferred the purple flames, and returned them to the enemy intact.

The Black Winged Dragon King was not afraid of his own purple flame, and was not injured, but the attack failed.

Zhao Fanxing also consumed a lot of internal energy, gasped continuously, and became dizzy.

But at this moment, the huge dragon claws of the Black Winged Dragon King struck from behind.

Zhao Fanxing was a step too late to dodge, and was hit directly, his protective Qi was shattered, and his body was also pierced by the dragon claws.

A heart-piercing pain hit him, he gritted his teeth, and threw himself out of the dragon's claws.

Blood was flying in the air, making Zhao Fanxing's consciousness blurred.

He felt that his life had come to an end.

"Reborn!" But at this moment, the "Secret of Longevity" came into play. With the operation of internal force, Zhao Fanxing began to regenerate flesh and blood, and his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, he's completely normal.

At the same time, after the Black Winged Dragon King was hit continuously by Zhao Fanxing, he could no longer support himself due to excessive blood loss.

"It's my turn to fight back!" Zhao Fanxing was extremely excited and jumped onto the enemy's back.

"All directions!" He held the long sword tightly with both hands and struck continuously. The golden sword light flew in all directions, like a torrential flood, covering the sky and the earth.

The Black Winged Dragon King was also shrouded in this blade light, many dragon scales were cut to pieces, and thousands of wounds appeared on his body.

More blood spurted out and turned into a rain of blood.

In the end, the Black Winged Dragon King couldn't hold it any longer. He howled and fell from the air, fell to the ground, and razed a large number of buildings on the ground to the ground.

It lay there on its side with only one breath left.

Zhao Fanxing did not let the enemy go, holding the knife with both hands, from top to bottom, slashing heavily in the air.

The golden blade flashed, directly cutting off the head of the Black Winged Dragon King.

Blood flowed like a river, staining the ground red.

This terrible monster finally died under Zhao Fanxing's knife.

(End of this chapter)