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The moment his palm was hit by the middle-aged man's fist, Liu Zhengyang suddenly felt that his palm was struck by lightning.

A terrifying impact made his palm feel a piercing pain.

And at the moment when the heart-piercing pain came, Liu Zhengyang obviously felt that his entire arm was starting to go numb, as if it was really powered on. Since his physical strength has been greatly improved, he has not felt similar for a long time, which shows how amazing the middle-aged man's punching power is.

In addition, the middle-aged men also used their Doumen housekeeping skills.

Just as his fist hit Liu Zhengyang, a powerful energy erupted in Liu Zhengyang's palm.

The terrible impact made Liu Zhengyang's palm skin crack directly.

Blood flowed out.

The middle-aged man looked at the blood left along his fist, smiled with satisfaction, and said to Liu Zhengyang with a smug look: "Lianzhu Liu, how is it? Are you stronger, or are our Doumen elites stronger? Your current combat power doesn't seem to be as scary as the legends say."

Liu Zhengyang didn't have any turbulence in his heart, and he quickly recovered from his injury as soon as his mind changed.

For him now, this level of injury is not an injury at all.

He can recover on his own with astonishing speed.

The moment the injury healed, Liu Zhengyang grabbed the middle-aged man's fist tightly, threw him hard at the Doumen strongman next to him, and used him as a weapon: "Don't you dare to fight casually without knowing my information? Similar injuries, I have suffered a lot on the battlefield, don't you really think that they can affect me?"

Bang bang bang!

Several Doumen cultivators near Liu Zhengyang were instantly smashed to the ground.

Almost all of their arms or ribs were deformed, apparently broken.

Liu Zhengyang deliberately observed the middle-aged man and found that he was fine.

Compared with other Doumen monks, he is obviously different.

At least the physical strength is much higher.

"No wonder you can be in charge, your strength is indeed stronger than the average Doumen cultivator." Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but praise: "But only this level is not enough to kill me! You will only be like the previous Doumen cultivator, One by one died at my hands!"

Bang bang bang!

Liu Zhengyang used the middle-aged man as a weapon and smashed it everywhere. In the blink of an eye, he severely injured a group of monks.

When the other Doumen cultivators saw Liu Zhengyang's great power, they were already walking around like a ghost.

Zhong Qinglei and others fought closely beside Liu Zhengyang, and the pressure was instantly relieved.

Liu Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were fewer people besieging them.

When he was just besieged, because the number of people was obviously inferior to the other party, Liu Zhengyang was most worried about being besieged.

In comparison, wheel battles are nothing at all.

Especially Zhong Qinglei and the others, once they are besieged, they may be quickly defeated.

And it is not easy for Liu Zhengyang to support them in the crowd.

Now that the pressure is less, there is nothing to worry about.

But Liu Zhengyang hadn't really put down his heart, when the middle-aged man suddenly shouted again: "You don't have to worry about me! Go and clean up Liu Zhengyang's companions first! Kill his companions, and then we will besiege Liu Zhengyang and we will win! Mighty can't be the opponent of so many of us!"

The monks in Doumen received the order and immediately rushed towards Cai Qin aggressively.

Cai Qin seems to be considered their weakest opponent.

Liu Zhengyang's heart tightened, and he couldn't help secretly saying that it was not good.