"A group of old bastards who refuse to admit defeat!" Zhong Qinglei was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

After finding that he really couldn't defeat his opponent in normal ways, and he was unwilling to retreat, Zhong Qinglei also fought.

He gritted his teeth and attacked the weakest Taoist powerhouse again with all his strength.

He was like at the beginning, and was ready to break it one by one.

Several other monks in the Dao Realm noticed that the situation had changed, so naturally they would be saved by attacking Zhong Qinglei just like before.

They all condensed very powerful forces and attacked the fragile parts of Zhong Qinglei's head, neck, heart, back of the head, etc. Although they didn't know what the consequences would be after hitting, it was absolutely possible to hurt Zhong Qinglei, which had exceeded Zhong Qinglei's defense limit.

If it were the beginning, Zhong Qinglei would naturally dodge.

But after discovering that every attack would be futile for this reason, he became fierce, and gritted his teeth and rushed up without dodging. His right fist hit the weakest Dao Realm opponent like a meteor breaking through the air.

The weakest Dao Realm opponent thought that Zhong Qinglei would be forced to return to defense because of his previous combat experience.

He had already smiled proudly.

He even completely ignored Zhong Qinglei's attack and attacked with all his strength, trying to take advantage of the situation.

In this case, his defensive ability is extremely weak.

Zhong Qinglei seized this opportunity, with a strong force on his right fist, smashed his opponent's fist to a fracture, and hit the opponent's forehead without diminishing force, knocking the weakest Taoist powerhouse away.

Although the human forehead is far more resistant to hitting than other places, when the strength gap is large enough, even the strong man at the Dao Realm level is unable to bear it, and his forehead skull is directly crushed and he dies.

At the same time, the other three powerful people at the Dao Realm level have also attacked.

Zhong Qinglei had no energy to avoid it, so he could only resist.

Boom boom boom boom!

With the deafening explosion sounded, the terrible attack fell on Zhong Qinglei, knocking Zhong Qinglei out of flesh and blood, and he couldn't help but shout out with a painful cry. And under the terrible attack, he had already fallen heavily to the ground.

The remaining three Taoist cultivators lit up and immediately launched another attack.

They wanted to take the opportunity to lose Zhong Qinglei.

But how could Zhong Qinglei be bullied?

He turned his back to the ground, punched his fists one after another, shattering all opponents' attacks in the blink of an eye.

After repelling all three Taoist cultivators, Zhong Qinglei slowly stood up and was besieged by other Taoist cultivators.

However, compared with the three Dao realms, these attacks without any force are obviously easier to be resolved.

Zhong Qinglei wiped off the blood from his face and shouted wildly: "See? My strength is far stronger than you imagined. So what if you besiege me? Do you think you can win if you have more people? Can a group of ants bite the elephant to death?"

"Yes!" A cold shout suddenly sounded in the crowd.

At the same time, a black figure suddenly rushed to Zhong Qinglei's back with a crazy smile, and stabbed Zhong Qinglei's back with a small dagger.

Zhong Qinglei was shocked and fell to the ground weakly on the spot. Even if he did not completely lose his combat effectiveness, his strength would be greatly reduced.

After severely damaging Zhong Qinglei, the black figure laughed proudly and said, "Hahaha! Let you step on my face just now! Now it's your turn to be unlucky!"
Chapter completed!