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When Liu Zhengyang's attack exploded, the entire stone palace shook slightly.

This shows how terrifying the power of the attack is.

Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master thought that their opponent was dead, and both laughed lightly.

but……

Although Liu Zhengyang also believed that the other party would definitely die, he always had an ominous premonition and thought to himself, "Although there are many strange laws of smoke without injury, it should be impossible for a cultivator at the peak of the Dao Realm to be fully used by me. It's alright with one hit."

At the same time as the energy exploded, the other eight high-level officials of Hidden Sword were very calm.

As if it was not their comrades who were attacked.

Although Liu Zhengyang had no idea what their calmness came from, there was always an inexplicable unease.

He quickly fanned out a palm in place to disperse the smoke and dust of the explosion, and then looked at his target, only to find that his target was still sitting firmly in place. Not to mention injury or death, even the chair he was sitting on and the clothes on him were not damaged in the slightest.

What's more outrageous is that he didn't even mess up his hair!

"Impossible!" Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master exclaimed at the same time.

They simply couldn't believe what was in front of them.

With Liu Zhengyang's strength, even a monster as strong as the Southern District Chief, it is impossible for him to have nothing to do after being attacked from the front. And a monk at the peak of the Tao was attacked without messing up his hair, how is this possible?

How did he do it?

Liu Zhengyang was also a little suspicious of his dazzling eyes, and said in disbelief, "How is it possible?"

He fired several energy attacks in a row, but the result was still the same.

Really unwilling, he rushed over again, ready to use hand-to-hand combat to confirm the situation.

Intuition tells him that either the other party has a secret or he is dreaming.

After getting close to his target, Liu Zhengyang punched with a heavy punch, which could almost crack a mountain and crack a rock.

But when he punched the air, he couldn't move forward when he was still slap-width away from the opponent.

An invisible barrier blocked his fist.

Moreover, when hitting the invisible barrier, his fist visibly hurt, as if hitting a steel plate.

Do not!

Even if it is a real steel plate, he can easily explode now.

"What's going on?" Liu Zhengyang asked in surprise: "What is this? How did you do it?"

A high-level executive of a hidden sword stronghold replied slowly: "It's very simple, we are all proficient in assassination, and while we are good at assassinating others, we must also find ways to prevent ourselves from being assassinated. You can assassinate us, okay?"

Liu Zhengyang was sluggish for a while, and found that what the other party said was really **** reasonable.

After all, as a high-level executive, it is impossible for them to satisfy every subordinate all the time.

Once a subordinate who is proficient in assassination is dissatisfied with them and wants to assassinate them, it is impossible for them to not have the ability to protect themselves.

More importantly, even a truly strong person cannot be vigilant all the time, and there will be times when they relax.

So how do they save their lives?

"You have refined magical weapons with very powerful defenses?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

"No no no, this is not a defensive magic weapon, but a formation." The high-level man just replied: "This is a common life formation."