"joke!"

Zhong Qinglei sneered disdainfully, and shouted arrogantly: "They are all just my defeated generals, why do I need you to support me? Let alone a mere 100 people, even if there are a thousand or ten thousand, I will Don't be afraid!"

Zhong Qinglei screamed at the surroundings, not concealing his arrogance in the slightest.

His figure in Liu Zhengyang's heart suddenly became taller.

Liu Zhengyang patted Zhong Qinglei on the shoulder with admiration, and then said with lofty respect: "I respect the confident and strong, that is the real source of the strong's charm. Since you decide to fight, go ahead, I Will protect Xiao Duomi and the others."

After speaking, Liu Zhengyang turned around and stepped back.

However……

"Wait!" The smile on Zhong Qinglei's face quickly solidified, and he shouted embarrassedly: "Liu Zhengyang, why don't you play cards according to the routine? There are more than 100 strong players, although 90% of them are not in the Taoist realm, but It's no joke that so many people join forces."

"I've counted it." Liu Zhengyang nodded earnestly and said, "There are ninety-four people in total, and the number is not as exaggerated as you said. Although it will be very difficult to fight, it is not without a chance of winning."

"Don't be joking, okay? It's you who wants to protect your companions now!" Zhong Qinglei's face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping down his cheeks: "Don't blame me for being straight, I don't care about small The lives of Duomi and Qi Tianfang, especially Qi Tianfang."

"What do you mean especially me?" Qi Tianfang was not happy.

Liu Zhengyang raised his hand to stop Qi Tianfang, who was preparing to talk about the gun, and he was already thinking about it.

He walked back to Zhong Qinglei and said: "Can we not die to save face and suffer? If you think you can't beat yourself, you can't beat it. It's not a shame if you can't beat so many monks by yourself. ?"

"They've all lost to me, and now they're making a comeback. Am I going to admit it?" Zhong Qinglei was very unhappy.

Got it.

This guy neither wants to admit defeat, nor dares to single out all opponents.

It can be said that it can be said that it stands again and again.

"Forget it, since you can't beat it, let me come and help me protect Xiao Duomi and the others." Liu Zhengyang took Zhong Qinglei's baton, and at the same time asked curiously, "It's just that I don't understand one thing. Why didn't they besiege you sooner?"

"It should be because the demonic energy surrounding the Lake of Destiny disappeared. After letting them see the situation around them clearly, the pressure in their hearts disappeared." Zhong Qinglei explained with a blushing face: "After knowing that there are only us in the Lake of Destiny, the mystery is lost. At the same time, it naturally loses its deterrent power.”

At the same time, the monks surrounded by Zhong Qinglei had come out of the dark when they heard Zhong Qinglei's words.

Although their strength is still not as good as Zhong Qinglei's, there is no reason to admit counsel because of their advantage in numbers.

Hundreds of people came out from the shade of trees or behind some rocks and surrounded the Lake of Despair. The appearance of the crowd was quite scary. In a trance, Liu Zhengyang felt that he had returned to the hinterland of the Qilin family, and was besieged by dozens of powerful monsters.

Of course, the pressure at that time was actually not as great as it is now.

Because at that time he was not surrounded, just stood on the edge.

Standing on the edge and being surrounded are two different things!

"Sect Master, do you really want to duel?" Qi Tianfang swallowed hard.