There is no doubt that the attacks of middle-aged and burly men are not much different from the invasion of demonic energy.

After the other party attacked him with that move, Liu Zhengyang had already discovered it.

Although the middle-aged and burly men are immortal monks, they should have studied the process of demonic invading the body, and used immortal power to simulate that process, and then used it as a means of attack. Ordinary monks will definitely suffer a big loss when faced with that kind of trick.

At the same time, because the attack directly affects the cultivator's body, no matter how strong Zhong Qinglei and the chief are, their resistance effect is extremely limited.

In addition, their own strength is strong, so although the chief is not afraid of demonic intrusion, he is afraid of their tricks.

However, as a person who has already withstood the erosion of demonic energy and succeeded as a fellow immortal and demon, how could Liu Zhengyang be hurt by such tricks? In addition, his body has been tempered by the power of the altar recently, and it is even more impeccable.

Of course, middle-aged and sturdy men couldn't understand the truth.

Liu Zhengyang is not stupid enough to say it.

The middle-aged and burly men found their strange moves ineffective and had to face each other head-on.

"I haven't fought such a difficult battle for a long time. Since we developed a new move, how can anyone fight us?"

"If I knew that Liu Zhengyang was so difficult, I wouldn't come here. Our ability was just restrained by Liu Zhengyang. If someone else performed the task, the battle should be much easier."

The middle-aged man and the burly man grumbled while fighting, and the fighting spirit was already fading.

Liu Zhengyang teased them and said, "If you know you can't beat them, then surrender quickly. I have no interest in killing you all. Considering the talents of the two of you, I can even take you in and make you two brothers my capable soldiers."

The middle-aged and burly men didn't know whether to take Liu Zhengyang's words as satire or what, but they disagreed anyway.

Their eyes widened in indignation, and they fought even harder.

The incessant sound of battle continued.

After continuing to fight like this for a few minutes, Liu Zhengyang was a little tired.

His eyelids drooped slightly, and he said a little tiredly: "This kind of battle is really meaningless. Since I can't let you two brothers be used by me, then I can only kill you. Although it's a pity, it's better than you continue to harm me. good people."

"Kill us? It's just you?" Neither the middle-aged nor the burly man believed it.

They deliberately let out unbridled laughter and mocked Liu Zhengyang.

Liu Zhengyang didn't bother to defend himself, he just silently used his whole body and punched with all his strength.

boom!

The fist had just been punched out, and the two brothers, who were also extremely experienced in combat, had already noticed the change in Liu Zhengyang, and their expressions changed on the spot. Because just the wind pressure that came with the fist already made them feel the power in it.

When Liu Zhengyang's fist burst into the air, the sound he made was even more unprecedented.

"Did you hide your strength just now?" the middle-aged man asked in astonishment.

Liu Zhengyang didn't explain, and his fist continued to hit the front.

When the middle-aged and burly men found that Liu Zhengyang's fist was different from before, it was too late to avoid.

They can only bite the bullet, try their best to resist, and at the same time protect the vital points with both hands.

When they blocked Liu Zhengyang's fist with their forearms, their thick forearms were like dead wood, and their bones were directly broken.

At the same time, they themselves fell like kites with broken strings.