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Zhong Qinglei looked at Liu Zhengyang and Zhang Feng back and forth, and the doubts in his eyes became more and more obvious.

He instantly became a monk two feet tall.

Although Liu Zhengyang and Zhang Feng explained a lot, they didn't seem to explain, which made him quite depressed, and after the depression, he became irritable. If you have a problem, say no? What guessing game are you playing? Zhong Qinglei has no interest in this kind of thing!

Zhang Feng saw that Zhong Qinglei was becoming more and more impatient, and said directly: "It's very simple, because of what happened last night, Doumen must be afraid that we will imitate it again and bring them even greater casualties. In order to avoid that If this kind of thing happens, they can only use offense instead of defense.”

"Yes, after all, when we are defending ourselves, it will be many times more difficult if we want to divide our strength to attack them again." Liu Zhengyang said with a smile: "It's just that the famous Doumen was forced to do this, it's true. Funny and frustrating."

"It turns out that this is what you are referring to. It really belongs to you, and you even figured out this kind of thing." Zhong Qinglei first praised Liu Zhengyang and Zhang Feng, and then said very proudly: "So, I also have mine. As a credit, I also killed a lot of Doumen monks yesterday."

While speaking, the monks in Doumen were already approaching the division.

It is less than ten miles away from the Alliance.

Ten miles sounds quite far, but for a monk, and a monk of this scale fighting, or even a war, it's actually not worth mentioning. Under normal circumstances, if Liu Zhengyang and others were not fully prepared, and the Doumen cultivators suddenly attacked, Liu Zhengyang and others would not have time to react.

Of course, Liu Zhengyang's preparations are not perfect, everything is fine!

Liu Zhengyang stood on the city wall like a javelin with his hands on his back, and then shouted in the direction of the Doumen cultivators: "Everyone in Doumen, do you have the courage to fight again? Yesterday was considered to be fighting on your own territory. What, do you still think you can win today?"

As soon as Liu Zhengyang's voice fell, a dazzling energy suddenly flew like a meteor, straight to Liu Zhengyang's forehead.

Is the other party trying to imitate Liu Zhengyang's sneak attack and then carry out a beheading operation?

It's pretty beautiful to think about.

It's a pity that the dazzling energy was only a little closer to the sub-alliance, and it was blocked by a gray light film that suddenly appeared.

That energy is like a breeze blowing on a mountain, with no effect at all.

Liu Zhengyang once again estimated that the monk who satirized Doumen said: "Do you Doumen have the habit of setting off fireworks before the war?"

The monks in Doumen were immediately itchy with anger.

When Zhong Qinglei and Panmen's sect master also joined the taunting formation, they greeted everyone from Doumen up and down, and someone from Doumen had already come out to invite Liu Zhengyang and others to fight him one-on-one. Considering the opponent's strength, Zhong Qinglei and Panmen's sect master immediately confessed.

Of course, they are not cowardly, and they are still constantly stimulating each other.

Zhang Feng pondered: "Uncle Liu, you must not fight impulsive, the opponent is obviously prepared, and it is not good for us to fight hastily."

Liu Zhengyang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have already seen it, these Doumen powerhouses obviously know that we have been fighting for a night, and the state cannot be much better, so they dare to come out and call for battle. To say that they are powerhouses is simply It's just two words to insult the strong."