"President Liu, if you were asked to fight with Zhong Qinglei, can you do this level?" The leader of Pan Sect suddenly asked.

Liu Zhengyang was stunned and then fell silent.

To be honest, he actually wants to say that he can do it.

Especially now that he has broken through to the Dao Realm and his physical strength has also increased significantly, he still wants a little face. However, considering the real situation and Zhong Qinglei's current performance, Liu Zhengyang cannot open his eyes and tell lies.

If he was allowed to withstand Zhong Qinglei's attack with other parts, he could do this.

But the chin really doesn't work.

"I understand." Liu Zhengyang's silence made the Panmen Sect understand it.

He nodded and said, "It seems that the sword master of the Tibetan Sword is indeed weirdly strong, but I don't understand. Are they not assassins? Shouldn't the assassins pursue absolutely powerful attack power? So why does the sword master of the Tibetan Sword have such a strong body?"

Bang bang bang bang!

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Qinglei had already punched hundreds of punches.

Moreover, because the sword master of the hidden sword deliberately did not avoid it, the force he exerted was 100% absorbed by the sword master of the hidden sword.

However, the master of the Sword Hidden Sword was still unscathed.

On the contrary, Zhong Qinglei's fist was injured due to the reaction force and was covered in blood.

Zhong Qinglei gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and said angrily: "Is your chin made of iron? Why is it hard and sharp? Do you as assassins use your chin as a weapon?"

The master of the Sword Cangjian pointed to his heart expressionlessly and said, "You can try it here."

"You..." Zhong Qinglei's lungs were about to burst into anger.

Even Liu Zhengyang would not dare to say such things to him?

As a monk at the same level, who dares to let the other party attack his vitals?

The sword master who hidden sword not only asked Zhong Qinglei to attack, but also took the initiative to ask him to attack, and even insulted people would not bring such a thing.

"I took your life!" Zhong Qinglei said furiously.

The furious Zhong Qinglei used all his strength and shot an extremely heavy fist again.

Moreover, he did not attack the opponent's heart as the sword master who hid the sword said, but instead hit the opponent's eyes.

He didn't believe that the other party's eyes were so strong.

Bang!

The sword master who hid the sword closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and used his eyebrows to resist Zhong Qinglei's attack.

Even the fragile eyebrow bone was not hurt after being hit by Zhong Qinglei.

The master of the Sword Sword Cang sarcastically said, "It's boring, it's boring. It seems that you really haven't eaten. A monk is not hungry for three or five years. He shouldn't be so weak, right? Do I need me to borrow something for you to fill your stomach and continue fighting?"

"Master Liu, don't let Zhong Qinglei continue to take risks." The leader of Pan Sect couldn't stand it anymore and sighed: "Continue to fight. When the master of Cangjian Sword is beyond his control and wants to take action, I think Zhong Qinglei will really die. You might as well replace him quickly."

Liu Zhengyang nodded helplessly and agreed with the idea of ​​the leader of Pan Sect.

Even if it will hurt Zhong Qinglei's self-esteem, it will be too unwilling to worry about it.

After all, if a person dies, there will be nothing left.

Liu Zhengyang walked forward and said, "Zhong Qinglei, it's enough, let me leave the next battle."

"So fast? Liu Zhengyang, have you found a way to defeat him?" Zhong Qinglei asked in shock.

Judging from his opinion, if Liu Zhengyang finds a solution, he will agree to retreat?
Chapter completed!