Boom boom boom!

After many Yang family cultivators rushed to the scene, they immediately launched a fierce offensive against Liu Zhengyang.

They were separated by dozens of feet and launched long-range attacks. The dazzling energy attacks suddenly fell on Liu Zhengyang like a rainbow, almost drowning Liu Zhengyang. And because the attacks came from all directions, even Liu Zhengyang had no way to escape.

In the face of such a violent attack, Old Man Yang could only temporarily avoid the edge.

Standing in a safe place far away from Liu Zhengyang, he whispered to himself, "It's a pity, no one can survive such a violent attack. If you can't kill this young man with your own hands, it will probably make me regret for the rest of my life. But as long as I can keep it. Yang Family, it doesn't matter anymore."

Shi Jinshui watched Liu Zhengyang being overwhelmed by a large number of attacks with his own eyes, and his heart was in his throat.

Although he said that he trusted Liu Zhengyang very much, his degree of trust was actually not that high.

He asked nervously, "Brother Zhong, I'm not on the wrong team, right?"

"Even if I said no, would you believe it?" Zhong Qinglei sneered.

It has to be said that the monks of the Yang family are indeed very determined.

Their attack on Liu Zhengyang lasted for more than ten minutes before they slowly stopped because the monks tried their best.

But even so, there are quite a large area of ​​Hucheng destroyed by them.

After the offensive stopped, the Yang family's cultivators panted and looked in the direction of Liu Zhengyang.

"It should be dead. Even a cultivator who is far stronger than us can't withstand this kind of attack with an absolute numerical advantage. I just don't know if he was beaten to pieces."

"I heard that Liu Zhengyang carried a lot of good things on his body, so he killed him like this, and even the treasure on him was completely destroyed. It's a pity."

"It's a pity to destroy Liu Zhengyang's treasure, but as long as Liu Zhengyang dies, our Yang family can receive his inheritance, which is enough for our Yang family to soar into the sky."

Liu Zhengyang slowly walked out of the smoke and dust of the explosion, teasing the monks of the Yang family: "Receive my inheritance? Then you have to live until the day I die. Sigh, I've been a little tired recently, you help me The massage was quite comfortable.”

Obviously, Liu Zhengyang took the attack just now as a massage.

And he didn't exaggerate in the slightest.

Even the attacks of the Dao Realm powerhouses are difficult to break through his defense, and he can completely ignore the attacks of a mere group of monks who are not in Dao Realm.

The cultivators of the Yang family suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Liu Zhengyang walking out as if nothing had happened.

They looked at Liu Zhengyang as if they had seen a ghost.

"Impossible? Is he immortal?"

The old man Yang said with a livid face: "Even the old man, I, can't survive the attack just now. You, a yellow-haired boy, can actually cultivate your strength to this level."

"Don't you know what it means to be blue and better than blue?" Liu Zhengyang said with a smile.

And while talking and laughing, he turned into a flash of lightning, rushed behind the old man Yang, and punched again.

Old man Yang was shocked, and he never thought that Liu Zhengyang would suddenly attack him.

He didn't even have time to react, and was punched in the back by Liu Zhengyang.

The heavy attack caused him to spit out a **** arrow even though he had powerful strength.

He fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he seemed to be dead.