Liu Zhengyang watched the stalwart figure in front of him alertly.

Especially that knife!

Although it seems that the condensed and created in this secret realm are all phantoms, the phantoms in front of them are different, especially the knife, which is condensed like reality!

Any simulation has an ontology.

Obviously, the phantom in front of him must also be a master, especially the knife, which gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Bah!"

Xu Ying stood up slowly, then casually held the long knife in his hand, and walked towards Liu Zhengyang step by step.

Liu Zhengyang's face was solemn, his spiritual energy condensed out, and the blood dragon spear condensed.

Although the Dao Zun in front of him is condensed, his cultivation base cannot be faked! The most important thing is that compared with the real Taoist, it has no pain, no fear, and no psychological burden.

The intensity of the battle must be much stronger than expected!

When dealing with Venerable Hong Lan, when Liu Zhengyang destroyed his clone, did Venerable Hong Lan really have no power to fight?

of course not! But he ran away!

Disregarding the dignity of Dao Zun and ran away, for what?

Of course, it was because of the impact of his own injury. After all, the two sides were not fighting in a desperate situation, and there was no need for you to die. Even if the scene at that time was Venerable Hong Lan fighting to the death, what about killing Liu Zhengyang?

When he returns to Canglan Cave Mansion, will he still be able to maintain the respect that Dao Zun should have back then?

of course not!

Even those competitors would take this opportunity to kill him!

this is the truth!

And a person with flesh and blood will consider this issue, and this is the fact that Liu Zhengyang won the battle.

But the phantom in front of him was different.

There is only one thing Liu Zhengyang can do, that is to use his own strength to defeat him head-on!

Dao Zun strong!

Liu Zhengyang narrowed his eyes almost subconsciously, and then scanned the phantom in front of him up and down.

The knife gave him an extreme sense of danger.

The unbridled wildness and sharpness made him shudder.

"I haven't been this excited for a long time!"

Liu Zhengyang smiled slightly, and then slowly raised the Blood Dragon Spear in his hand.

Although it is said that the soul of the blood dragon is no longer, but now Liu Zhengyang is also a strong Taoist king. He cannot trigger the blood dragon spear in the strongest state, but he still has a strong attack ability.

"kill!"

Liu Zhengyang didn't wait, the blood dragon spear in his hand shook suddenly, and then the whole person drifted towards the phantom like a ghost.

Where the spear goes, it's a smooth road!

The tip of the spear suddenly burst into a dazzling red light, and then the spear head swayed suddenly. It didn't seem to have any regularity, but there were countless vigor like raindrops toward the phantom.

Under this move, ordinary Taoist kings simply can't take it.

The phantom stopped and suddenly raised his head.

Although it is a phantom, the face condensed by golden light, but Liu Zhengyang has a feeling of being watched!

The virtual shadow slowly raised his hand, and the long knife in his hand moved slowly, but there was a feeling of lifting the long knife from the mountains, and then the virtual shadow waved down suddenly.

The shadow of the knife swept across, like a mountain in front of him, falling towards Liu Zhengyang with a strong coercion.

In just an instant, the sword qi spread across the entire secret realm.

At such a moment, Liu Zhengyang didn't have the mood or time to pay attention to the life and death of those pendant Taoist kings.

In his eyes, there is only the long knife that keeps falling!