Seeing that the monks at Doumen were so scared that they didn't even have the courage to fight, Liu Zhengyang took action without saying a word.

The flowers of blood also bloomed again.

The shrill screams echoed again under the dawn sky.

Liu Zhengyang and others killed a group of monks in Doumen, and then saw a ray of golden light shining from the eastern sky, making the surrounding environment many times brighter. The figures of Liu Zhengyang and others were also clearly seen by the monks in Doumen.

The Doumen monks, who were originally killed in the darkness of the night, also began to look at Liu Zhengyang and others with fierce eyes.

More importantly, the strong men from Doumen finally gathered here and were about to form an encirclement.

The leader of Panmen Sect scanned the surrounding situation and calmly judged: "Master Liu, we can't seem to continue the ink traces, otherwise the people from Doumen would really trap us here. Moreover, our energy has been consumed almost and our combat power has begun to decline."

Zhong Qinglei sighed and said, "Although I'm very unwilling to give up, I can only do this. I finally achieved such great results. It would be too unworthy to die here. When we recover our peak combat power, it would not be too late to come back and fight them to the death."

When Liu Zhengyang and others began to retreat, the offensive momentum naturally slowed down a lot.

It can even be said that it has stopped completely.

Such obvious changes naturally cannot be hidden from the strong men of Doumen.

Although the weak among the Doumen monks were frightened by the killing, they still did not dare to rush up, but the strong ones had already begun to advance step by step, wanting to kill Liu Zhengyang, Zhong Qinglei and others. Some of them were braver and had confidence in their own strength, and they had even rushed up to clamor.

"Is it finally unable to hold on until now? But I still want to praise you. It's great to feel tired even if you die in battle."

"You are really powerful in fighting until now, but do you look down on people if you want to escape? Do you think you can escape from us? If you hadn't been running around, we would have killed you long ago, and you would have wanted to escape."

"A few little mice who sneaked into our eyes by the night will not really think they can do it, right? If you don't want to die, you will surrender honestly and go back with us to receive punishment. Although there is a lot of flesh and blood, it is not impossible to survive with your talents."

A large number of powerful men from the fighting sect kept shouting, looking murderous and powerful.

However, Liu Zhengyang only thinks they are a group of cowards.

Because they have never made any achievements except for their arrogant words.

There was no one who dared to rush up to fight.

Even Zhong Qinglei, the leader of Pan Sect and others looked over with joking and contempt.

As the insulted master, Liu Zhengyang naturally looked down on them, but he felt a little more annoyed.

Even though he knew that the other party just wanted to use provocation to keep him, he was still very upset.
Chapter completed!