I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

What did that mean?    

Was he trying to be stubborn?    

No, judging from his crazy appearance, he didn't seem to be putting on an act.    

Could it be...    

Not good!    

"Bastard! How dare you?!"    

Uncle Long seemed to have realized something, and he was both shocked and furious.    

In the next moment, the Blood Dragon roared.    

Rumble!    

Rumble!    

This time, he did not miss.    

A human body was instantly smashed into a bloody mist by the Blood Dragon.    

After a full second of shock, the Blood Dragon Monk finally realized what had just happened.    

"Demon Monkey! How dare you play with me?!" The Blood Dragon Monk's eyes were wide open, and his beard was trembling in anger.    

Just a second ago, he was mocking the junior's low-level tricks, but when he turned around, he realized that he had been tricked by the other party!    

Just now, he subconsciously controlled the Blood Dragon to shatter the formation, but it was not someone else.    

It was the headless corpse of the Formation-Breaking Old Man!    

In the distance, there was a cold-faced youth dressed in a black outfit. He was holding a short knife in one hand and the head of the Formation-Breaking Old Man in the other.    

The head was still bleeding, but there was no fear on his face. He was still focused on breaking the formation.    

Zhuge Tianji casually threw the head to the Blood Dragon Monk, but there was no emotion in his eyes.    

He was an assassin, the fastest, most accurate, and most ruthless assassin in the world!    

Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, his expression would not change, and his eyes would not blink.    

This calmness was the first lesson of an assassin, and it was also a compulsory lesson for life.    

Only by having a steady heart and a steady hand could one be stable.    

If not for this, Zhuge Tianji would not have been able to quietly take away the head of a late-stage True Immortal expert in this chaotic battle.    

Even the Dragon-Blood Monk who was focused on protecting him only reacted after the other party died.    

"Junior brother! Good job, hahahahahahahaha!"    

Sun Wufan covered his wound with one hand and laughed wildly without any mercy, "Old man, what did you just say? You aren't a fool."    

"Why do I look more and more like you? Hahahahahahahaha!"    

After the formation was protected, Sun Wufan finally heaved a sigh of relief.    

The furious Dragon-Blood Monk stared at Zhuge Tianji with a gloomy expression.    

"Brat, what a good assassination technique. Your master taught you alone?"    

The Dragon-Blood Monk's voice was so low that it was terrifying, and his forehead was filled with veins.    

Zhuge Tianji did not make a sound, and he did not even nod.    

He was still as cool as ever.    

"What a pity that such a good skill was passed down to a mute."    

"I'll kill you and kill your master after I kill you."    

"Such a good assassination technique is going to be lost from now on!"    

The Dragon-Blood Monk roared, and countless tiny blood pillars burst out from every pore on his body!    

Moments later, nine blood dragons appeared in the air.    

Sun Wufan's face immediately darkened.    

He had used the recoil force to return to the formation, but Junior Brother Zhuge was still outside the formation!    

This old monk's combat strength was terrifyingly high. He had almost lost an arm just by holding him back for two rounds, let alone the eighth junior brother who was good at assassination and not good at facing enemies head-on.    

"Tianji! Hide well. Senior Brother will save you!" Sun Wufan, who had finally reacted, immediately wanted to drag his broken body up, completely ignoring that his blood had already dyed half of the mountain peak red.    

However, someone was faster than him.    

Zhuge Tianji moved.    

He had been an assassin for his entire life, and he had hidden in the darkness for half his life. At this moment, he did not conceal his figure at all. With a short knife in his hand, he launched a direct charge!    

The Dragon-Blood Monk laughed sinisterly, thinking to himself that he was courting death.    

With a wave of his sleeve, nine blood dragons roared and swooped down!    

"Junior Brother! Retreat quickly!" Sun Wufan almost tore his vocal cords apart, and his mournful roar resounded through the sky.    

He had just experienced the might of the blood dragons.    

Just one of them had almost made him lose an arm.    

Nine of them together? Or should Zhuge Tianji face them head-on?    

Junior Brother was clearly going to die!    

Although Sun Wufan had reacted, with his exhausted body, how could he keep up with Zhuge Tianji and the Dragon-Blood Monk's speed?    

Rumble!    

Rumble!    

Just as Sun Wufan struggled to stand up, there was already a series of explosions coming from the air outside the formation.    

Nine blood dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws, easily tearing apart Zhuge Tianji's protective Spiritual Force.    

Sun Wufan's body was so strong that even half of his arm was bitten off by the blood dragons.    

And Zhuge Tianji was just an assassin.    

Sun Wufan watched Zhuge Tianji's body being torn apart by the nine blood dragons with his own eyes. The dragon-blood monk's face was filled with satisfaction.    

One claw after another, every time he clawed, a large chunk of Zhuge Tianji's flesh would be ripped off.    

All the bones were exposed to the air.    

The dragon-blood monk could have easily killed Zhuge Tianji in the first instant, but he was too angry.    

He was so angry that he lost his mind!    

Only by tearing his junior brother into pieces in front of the demonic monkey could he vent the anger in his heart!    

"Junior brother!"    

Bean-sized tears rolled down Sun Wufan's eyes.    

Sun Wufan was a carefree person, but he valued friendship the most.    

The blood dragons clawed at Zhuge Tianji's body, but it was also tearing at his heart.    

However, what Sun Wufan never expected was that his life's sorrowful roar actually received Zhuge Tianji's response!    

A voice sounded in Sun Wufan's mind.    

The voice was extremely weak, but it still carried Zhuge Tianji's unique calmness and composure.    

The voice transmission was very simple, only four words.    

"Senior Brother, catch it."    

Sun Wufan's eyes immediately widened!    

Only now did he realize that although Zhuge Tianji's body was still half-destroyed, he had already rushed to the front of the Dragon-Blooded Monk!    

Catch it? What catch it? Was he asking me to catch him?    

Sun Wufan immediately became extremely focused!    

Swoosh!    

A sharp sound pierced through the air, even suppressing the wild laughter of the Dragon-Blooded Monk, and the roars of the nine blood dragons.    

The assassination of the assassin was about to succeed in one strike, and he had to escape thousands of miles away.    

He had to do it silently.    

This flying knife was undoubtedly the most inconspicuous knife that Zhuge Tianji had ever used in his life.    

However, it was also the fastest knife!    

The moment the dagger left his hand, Zhuge Tianji also fell from the sky powerlessly.    

His life was cut off!    

The flying knife, on the other hand, passed through the only gap between the nine blood dragons at an extremely tricky angle.    

Puchi.    

Bang!    

The Dragon-Blooded Monk didn't even see the trajectory of this attack before his chest was pierced through by the knife.    

The Spiritual Force that had been accumulating for a long time on the flying knife instantly exploded, directly blowing a human-head-sized hole in the old monk's chest!