"Go ahead."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Liu Zhengyang immediately stopped instilling demonic energy into the middle-aged man's body, stood up and said, "You better not play tricks with me, or I will make your brothers suffer even more terrible pain. Demonic energy invades the body. You know what it means."

"Yes, I know." The sturdy man replied in dejection.

puff!

Just when the burly man wanted to answer Liu Zhengyang's question, the middle-aged man beside him suddenly attacked.

He raised his broken right hand high, pierced the skin and muscle with the broken bone, and then stabbed the burly man's throat, killing him directly. Until he was fatally injured, the burly man still looked at his elder brother in disbelief.

He doesn't understand.

He just wanted to use some information in exchange for his eldest brother to survive.

But why would his eldest brother rather kill him than live?

Because the middle-aged man was moving too fast, and Liu Zhengyang and others were focusing on the burly man, there was no way to stop it.

By the time it happened, there was no way to undo it.

boom!

Liu Zhengyang was so angry that he kicked the middle-aged man out and said, "Are you crazy? That's your brother!"

After kicking the middle-aged man, Liu Zhengyang immediately crouched down to save the strong man.

Because he said before, the life force of monks is far stronger than that of ordinary people. Even if they are fatally injured, they will not die easily. It is not impossible to save them.

However, when the action was actually implemented, Liu Zhengyang realized that things were not so simple.

Although the middle-aged man who was kicked out was more seriously injured, he still laughed loudly: "Don't waste your efforts, I know you Liu Zhengyang is a great alchemist. In order to prevent you from saving people, you have already Inject the mutant immortal energy into his body."

The mutant immortal energy that the middle-aged people are talking about should be the attack that imitates the intrusion of demonic energy, which is their strange move.

To push that kind of power into the throat of a burly man is indeed ineffective.

"Why? Why do you do that?" Liu Zhengyang walked to the middle-aged man and asked again.

The middle-aged man shouted hysterically: "Even if I don't kill him, won't he die at your hands in the end? It's death both horizontally and vertically, and I won't let you get any information. You are in fear, waiting to be caught behind our back. The forces of revenge!"

"Damn it!" Zhong Qinglei walked over quickly and said, "Liu Zhengyang, get out of the way and let me send him to **** with my devilish energy."

"Do you think I'll give you a chance?" The middle-aged man raised his head very simply, and nibbled **** the ground with the back of his head.

With a muffled sound, the middle-aged man also died.

Zhong Qinglei, who wanted to inject magic energy into the middle-aged man's body, had no choice but to stop.

"In the end, it's still empty." The chief sighed.

Zhong Qinglei gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Damn it, since I became famous, I have never suffered such a big loss. When I look back and let me find the forces behind it, I will definitely want them to walk away."

"Maybe it's not too desperate." Liu Zhengyang thought for a while and said, "Look at them, I don't believe they have no clues at all."

Zhong Qinglei and the chief suddenly realized, and immediately rummaged through the middle-aged and burly men.

As for Liu Zhengyang, of course, he was standing by and watching the play.