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The young master of Doumen moved around Liu Zhengyang at an astonishing speed, bringing up a series of afterimages.

At first glance, it seems that there are countless Doumen young masters surrounded by Liu Zhengyang.

Liu Zhengyang looked at Doumen Young Master's movements and couldn't help but one head and two big.

You must know that while Liu Zhengyang's strength has risen to this height, his eyesight has also become very amazing. It is no exaggeration to say that even if there is a flash of lightning passing in front of his eyes, it is no different from slow motion in his opinion, and it can be completely avoided.

But now, he can only see the afterimage left by the Doumen Young Master when he moved?

So how fast is Young Master Doumen moving now?

If the young master of Doumen escaped at this speed, what should Liu Zhengyang do to keep him?

Of course, Liu Zhengyang's real headache is that the owner of Doumen will obviously do this. If the young master of Doumen can use this move to increase his speed to an unbelievable level, what effect will the master of Doumen have when he uses the same move?

At that time, how should Liu Zhengyang prevent the owner of Doumen from escaping?

Liu Zhengyang couldn't think of a good countermeasure after thinking about it, so he couldn't help thinking: "If you don't hurry up and think of a way to come out, even if you defeat the Doumen master, the escaped Doumen master is a time bomb, and Zhang Feng has to think about it. That's the way to go."

Just when Liu Zhengyang secretly made up his mind to exploit Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng shuddered for no reason.

The monks who were still in the branch all looked at him strangely.

After all, Zhang Feng is also a cultivator with quite good strength. Even if he is not comparable to Doumen cultivators and Liu Zhengyang and other monsters, it does not hinder the fact that he is a strong man. How could a powerful cultivator actually shiver?

Too much nonsense, right?

Even Zhang Feng himself felt strange.

Of course, the battle between Liu Zhengyang and the young master of Doumen continued, and everyone did not pay too much attention to Zhang Feng.

This little detail is not worth mentioning.

At the same time, on the battlefield, Doumen Young Master was very satisfied and confident with his speed, and said triumphantly: "Liu Zhengyang, do you know what speed means to a cultivator? When my speed increases to this level At this level, you can't hit me at all."

"Then what?" Liu Zhengyang asked pretending not to understand.

"Do you really understand or pretend you don't understand?" Doumen Young Master continued with a sneer: "If you can't hit me, it means you can't beat me, so as long as I find a way to hurt you, the winner must be me. .And after the speed is so fast, it is impossible for you to dodge my attack!"

At the end, Doumen Young Master even let out a smug laugh, as if he already thought he was going to win.

Liu Zhengyang sighed softly and looked at the young master of Doumen with pity, he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

After all, if the other party can die happily, it seems to be a kind of kindness.

His hands pressed down hard, and then shouted: "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling light suddenly burst out above the heads of Liu Zhengyang and Doumen Young Master.

Then there was a thunderbolt that descended from the sky with vast energy, just like the Milky Way falling into the sky for nine days.

The young master of Doumen only had time to look up, and was overwhelmed by the thunder and the vast energy.

At the same time, he fell directly to the ground like a kite with a broken string.