The strong man from the Doumen was beaten to a staggering moment and almost fell to the ground.

The obvious blood also flowed down the corners of his mouth and nose.

He first wiped off the blood, then gritted his teeth, and said in anger: "Damn it, since you are shameless, don't blame me. We just cherish people and want to talk to you. If you really think we can't do anything to you, then you are very wrong!"

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei and the opponent of Pan Sect Master seemed to have lost patience.

They made long roars that resounded through the sky, and the power on their bodies surged, turning into colorful light to wrap their bodies. Especially on their fists, the energy also turned into sharp claws, which you can tell at a glance that it was used to increase attack power.

In other words, did the strong men from the Doumen know that Liu Zhengyang and others have absolute defense and specially developed high-attack skills to target them?

If so, it can only be said that Doumen is really worthy of Doumen.

However, a normal human monk has fallen to the point where he needs sharp claw attacks, and it will be strange no matter how he looks at it.

So even though he knew that the opponent's attack power had become much stronger, Liu Zhengyang still deliberately joked: "It turns out that your so-called trick of Doumen is to turn into a wild beast, which is so terrifying to laugh. If this kind of attack is really so effective, do the demon cultivators still need to turn into human form?"

Zhong Qinglei and Pan Sect leader are not far from Liu Zhengyang.

They could naturally hear what Liu Zhengyang said clearly.

After realizing Liu Zhengyang's intention, they also mocked the monks of the Doumen Sect.

Although it is not necessarily useful in fact, while showing off your verbal pleasure, if it can slightly affect the other party's mood and state, and make the other party increase the probability of mistakes in the battle, why not do it? Even if they fail, they will not lose any loss.

After hearing these sarcastic words, the monks of Doumen turned their faces ashen.

"Whether it works, you will know immediately. Don't think that you can rest assured by studying something like a turtle shell. Everything in this world is mutually generated and restrained, and there is no absolutely invincible thing! The final competition is ultimately the strength of the monk himself!"

"Although we don't know how hard your turtle shell is, and how long your own energy can last, I can be sure that as long as it needs to be something that needs energy to support, there will definitely be times when it cannot be supported! By that time, we will be the ones who win!"

"Liu Zhengyang! The battle between our Doumen and you is about to come to an end today!"

As long roars rang out, the monks of the Doumen used the same attack one after another, and energy claws transformed from their fists.

Although not all Doumen monks can do the same thing, just glance at it and there are at least two hundred Doumen monks who have already done it.

Three vs. more than two hundred, this is more than seventy times the gap!

Even though Zhong Qinglei and the Pan Sect Master were confident in the gray light film, they still couldn't help swallowing their saliva and were a little nervous.

They all turned to Liu Zhengyang and hoped that Liu Zhengyang would give them some advice.
Chapter completed!