When he found that Xiao Qian hit the opponent's vital point, Liu Zhengyang was flying to the battlefield, but he felt much more relaxed.

As long as Xiao Qian can personally deal with a monk from Doumen and let him breathe anger, he will probably let go of his obsession and no longer be worried about his friends' death? At that time, Liu Zhengyang will personally take action to eliminate the remaining monks from Doumen, and Xiao Qian will not take risks in person.

However, Liu Zhengyang had just come up with this idea and he discovered another amazing scene.

After Xiao Qian knocked the monk from the Taoist sect to fly away, he quickly chased after him, trying to give the other party a fatal blow.

But the Doumen monk who was hit in the back of the head turned over and stood up again, without any impact on his weakness. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, Liu Zhengyang would almost think that he was not the one who was hit in the back of the head just now.

Xiao Qian was also shocked and said in horror: "How could it be?"

"Oh no, the strength gap is too big." Liu Zhengyang said insincerely that it was not good, and quickly accelerated to catch up, while thinking secretly: "I didn't expect that their strength gap has become so big that even if they are hit by a fatal weakness, it cannot affect the outcome. After this matter is resolved, I have to improve Xiao Qian's strength."

At the same time, the monk from Doumen had already discovered that Xiao Qian had attacked him.

After discovering that Xiao Qian was just a cultivator at the Dao Realm level, his expression became ferocious and terrifying. At the same time, he stared at Xiao Qian with a violent face and said, "Oh, you should be the son of the leader of Pan Sect? I saw you running away from Tianmen City not long ago. Why did you have the courage to come back so quickly and die?"

While speaking, the monks from Doumen had already gathered powerful power on their fists and were ready to kill Xiao Qian.

The moment he punched, a surging energy fluctuation surged from his fist, which brought about an astonishing strong wind and shock waves toward Xiao Qian.

If Xiao Qian didn't find a way to avoid it, he would definitely be beaten to his head.

However, Xiao Qian looked at the fist of Doumen monks and looked in horror. Where could he avoid it?

His speed doesn't support him doing that either.

Xiao Qian, who knew that his life was hanging on a thread and could not avoid it, had to let out an angry roar, and at the same time he punched the monks in the Doumen, roaring: "The arm my master has refined for me with his own hands will definitely not be defeated by you so easily! At worst, I will die with you!"

boom!

Just as Xiao Qian and Doumen were about to kill each other, Liu Zhengyang blocked the two of them like a ghost.

Their fists also hit Liu Zhengyang's face and back respectively.

The black lines on Liu Zhengyang's head hung down and said helplessly: "Xiao Qian, you said that the monks from Doumen attacked me desperately, and you also hit me. Is it reasonable? Just hit me, just hit me, but you even hit me on the back with the arm I refined for you?"

Xiao Qian was shocked and laughed dryly.

He apologized: "Master, I'm sorry, I...I didn't expect you to suddenly rush over."

"It's just to save you, I can't watch you be beaten to death, right?"

While Liu Zhengyang was talking to Xiao Qian, the pupils of Doumen monk who attacked Liu Zhengyang shrank and he could smell the smell of death.
Chapter completed!