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"It's not." Zhong Qinglei shrugged and said with a bored face: "For the past month, the monks in Doumen have been attacking us with that kind of energy bow and arrow. I really don't know what they think, why do they still do it when they know it doesn't work? Useless effort?"

In the end, Zhong Qinglei was helpless.

Others' reactions were similar to Zhong Qinglei's.

After all, knowing that the attack is useless and struggling, it is really annoying.

Their Doumen cultivators were half exhausted, and they had to inflict Zhong Qinglei, the Panmen Sect Master and others to defend them hard.

If it weren't for the cultivators who couldn't beat Doumen head on, they would already want to rush out and tear the opponent apart.

Of course, while Zhong Qinglei, Panmen's Sect Master and others gradually became irritable, there was still someone who remained vigilant, and that was Zhang Feng.

He still looked solemnly at the Doumen monks ahead, and said, "I always feel that things are not as simple as we imagined, and the Doumen monks are not fools. Since they chose to attack us in this way, they must have theirs. reason, they would think that would win."

Zhang Feng's statement was instantly recognized by everyone.

After all, intellectually, this is the reality.

After all, Doumen cultivators have been attacking with that kind of energy bows and arrows, which is also a great burden for Doumen cultivators.

After a month, even the strong men in Doumen have become so tired that their faces are yellow and skinny, as if they haven't eaten enough for a year and a half.

It is not an easy task to torture a powerful cultivator above the Dao Realm to this level.

And if there is no suitable reason, the monks in Doumen must have rebelled.

But reason is reason, and reality is reality.

Even if Zhong Qinglei, Panmen's Sect Master and others knew that the Doumen cultivators must have an idea, the long and boring battle gradually made them numb and unable to actively deal with the situation in front of them. And no matter what they think, they really can't think of what conspiracy and tricks Doumen can have.

Zhong Qinglei said wearily: "Zhang Feng, I have heard you say the same thing dozens of times. If you want to convince us, you should think about what the people in Doumen are thinking about. With your intelligence, do you think so much? Can't figure it out for days?"

The head of Panmen agreed: "Zhang Feng, in fact, I think you are right, I really want to stand up for you, but you always have to give me a reason? Otherwise, you want us to always actively face the challenges ahead, It's really difficult, we're not wooden people."

Liu Zhengyang sighed secretly after listening to Zhong Qinglei and Panmen's sect master and others complaining.

He could tell that the Doumen cultivator was exhausted after working hard for a month to attack.

But Zhong Qinglei, Panmen Gatekeeper and others were equally tired after defending for a month?

If they don't give them a reason, their next defense will inevitably slack off.

If you are caught by the monks in Doumen, it will be fatal!

Liu Zhengyang was secretly vigilant, and at the same time silently observed the monks in Doumen and the surrounding situation, and began to think about what conspiracies and tricks the monks in Doumen were pondering. While he was observing the battlefield environment, the Doumen monks had attacked more than ten times, and there was no sign of stopping.

Slowly, Liu Zhengyang suddenly raised his head and finally found out that the monks in Doumen had been brewing a conspiracy for a month.