Liu Zhengyang stared at Zhong Qinglei who was smiling, and suddenly wanted to beat him up.

Although I did say just now that I should think of a way to deal with similar situations, is that going to happen in the future?

When did he say it would be resolved immediately?

Zhong Qinglei suddenly mentioned this matter, and he was digging a hole to bury him.

In front of the leader of Pan Sect and the many monks of Pan Sect, could he still say that he had no choice but to brag just now? At least, Liu Zhengyang's face was not that thick, so he would still be in Pan Sect and in the central area in the future.

The leader of Pan Sect continued to stare at Liu Zhengyang and asked expectantly: "Master Liu, what method did you think of?"

Liu Zhengyang sighed lightly and could not help but say the prototype of his idea: "Although there is a solution, it is just a prototype. I don't know how to implement it in detail. I'll tell you, please see if you can provide some advice."

Slowly, Liu Zhengyang expressed his thoughts.

In short, there are two ways to crack the turtle shell defense like this.

One of them is what Zhong Qinglei mentioned before, using violent attacks to slowly consume the opponent's energy.

As long as the energy is consumed completely, the so-called absolute defense will naturally disappear.

Another method is to break the surface with points.

Because no matter how strong the defense power of this kind of thing is, it must have a limit. As long as the attack power exceeds that limit point, you can directly break the defense line. In Liu Zhengyang's view, the second method is undoubtedly the best way to deal with the current situation.

After understanding Liu Zhengyang's ideas, Zhong Qinglei and the leader of Pan Sect both lowered their heads and remained silent.

"This is the truth, but how should we increase our destructive power in detail?" Zhong Qinglei asked.

The leader of Pan Sect turned his eyes slightly, and then suddenly asked, "Master Liu, how many immortal pills do you still have in stock?"

"It's only a hundred, what's wrong?" Liu Zhengyang asked in confusion.

He had no idea what medicine was selling in the gourd of the Pan Sect Master.

He took the time to refine the more than one hundred immortal pills that remained, so that he could need them from time to time.

Because he didn't want to wait until he needed to refine it.

However, those more than one hundred immortal pills can only enhance the physique of more than one hundred monks at most and cannot play any role.

When Liu Zhengyang looked at the leader of Pan Sect with confusion, the leader of Pan Sect suggested expectantly: "Master Liu, do you still remember when he fought with the Yuanman Barbarian Lord, the Yuanman Barbarian Lord had eaten a large number of immortal pills and temporarily improved his strength?"

Liu Zhengyang's heart moved and finally understood the meaning of the leader of Panmen.

It turns out that the leader of Pan Sect wants to learn other people's tricks and use the same method to improve his combat effectiveness.

Maybe he felt that as long as he increased his combat power again, he could break through the defense line of Tibetan sword.

However, it would be great if things were that simple.

"Let's talk about whether we can use that method. Even if it can be used, do you really think it's enough?" Liu Zhengyang smiled bitterly and said, "My strength was no worse than that of the Yuanman Master. Since I can't even break the door, what can you do if you eat the Immortal Pill?"

"No, I want you to eat." The leader of Panmen said seriously.

Liu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, then blinked in confusion.

What the hell?
Chapter completed!