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"As expected of Liu Zhengyang, his strength is stronger than rumored."

The young man stared at Liu Zhengyang, even if his body was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, it did not prevent him from holding on to his body, and said to Liu Zhengyang, "I have seen countless strong men in my life, and you are as amazing as you are. Very few, but even so, you are still no match for our sect master!"

The sect master the youth mentioned was of course the master of Doumen.

After hearing the young man's evaluation, Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but jump in his heart.

Because he is still very confident in his own strength and talent, he does not believe that other than himself, there are other people who can practice the same powerful fighting ability at this age. Even if he is not as good as the Lord of Doumen now, he feels that he has lost the most training time.

As long as he is given enough time, he is not afraid of anyone.

But listening to the young man, is the owner of Doumen more talented than him?

Of course, even if the young man was telling the truth, Liu Zhengyang would never admit it.

He is more willing to believe that the young man's eyesight is not good and his judgment is wrong.

He slapped the young man's Tianling cover with his palm and sent the young man his last ride, causing the young man to fall down limply.

After killing the young man, Liu Zhengyang hurriedly ordered: "Follow the power in a hurry, everyone try to kill the Doumen monks in the city to prevent them from leaking the news. Although this is very sorry for those Doumen monks who are just fishing in troubled waters, but for everyone's sake. The safety of relatives and friends is also irrelevant."

Liu Zhengyang could think with his toes that there must be many people inside Doumen who do not agree with Doumen's practices.

If there is enough time to surrender, it may not be possible to find a strong person who is willing to surrender.

Zhong Qinglei and others, as well as other cultivators who had taken refuge with Liu Zhengyang, must also understand this truth.

So when you heard Liu Zhengyang's order, everyone was shocked and looked at Liu Zhengyang in horror.

However, when Liu Zhengyang said the last half of his words, they suddenly realized.

Indeed, those people are not currently their companions, and there is a risk of leaking their information.

It is even possible to directly hurt their relatives and friends.

Compared with their relatives and friends, what are those cultivators?

So after thinking about the powerful relationship, these cultivators rushed to the other Doumen powerhouses in a mighty manner.

Zhentian's screams of killing also echoed in the sky above Heyin City.

Standing beside the young man's corpse, Liu Zhengyang looked up at the blue sky, always feeling heavy in his heart, and thought to himself, "I don't have enough time, and my strength is also not enough, otherwise, maybe I don't need to kill so many innocent monks. ."

Liu Zhengyang was thinking gloomily when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Although Liu Zhengyang didn't feel any hostility or murderous intent, his vigilance instinct as a cultivator still shocked him. He quickly turned his head to look, and then he saw Zhang Qin's helpless face. He didn't participate in the pursuit. Doumen monks go in battle.

Liu Zhengyang reluctantly adjusted his mood and asked, "What? Aren't you going to help?"

Zhang Qin seemed to have long known that Liu Zhengyang would ask him this way, and smiled gently: "There is no need for that, Heyin City was originally designed to kill you, the elites came out, and the rest are just some little scoundrels. If you have the strength to kill those little scoundrels, isn't it within your grasp?"

After a pause, he said again: "Mr. Liu, seeing your reaction and everyone's reaction, I probably know what you are thinking, but many times, we are not able to do much. Try to save people as much as possible within our ability. , is already the only thing we can do.”