The Southern District Chief's expression gradually became solemn.

Also as a person in a high position, of course he knew that what Liu Zhengyang said was the truth.

Once Peng Jicheng is breached, no matter how powerful he is, he can't do anything in the face of the general situation.

Running away was the only option he could make.

However, as a strong man, he also has his own dignity and perseverance. It is impossible for him to flee like a bereaved dog, let alone admit his failure in front of Liu Zhengyang.

He snorted coldly: "Whether I have the ability to turn the tide, you can't see it, I will kill you before that!"

After that, the head of the southern district continued to attack Liu Zhengyang.

Liu Zhengyang naturally responded calmly.

The continuous confrontation made Liu Zhengyang understand very quickly. Although the Southern District Chief spoke tough words, his increasingly hurried, flustered, and even out of order attacks showed that his heart had been affected by the situation, and he gradually lost his mind. calm.

He could no longer concentrate on dealing with Liu Zhengyang.

boom!

Liu Zhengyang caught a neutral and punched the southern district chief heavily in the face, knocking the southern district chief to the ground.

Then, he stomped **** the temple of the southern district chief.

The southern district grew up and was surprised, and quickly grabbed Liu Zhengyang's feet, while propping up the ground with his elbows, trying his best to support him.

But with Liu Zhengyang's current strength, how could a mere piece of rock be used as a support?

The rock under the elbow of the southern district chief looked like it was made of tofu, and it was crushed to smithereens in an instant.

And Liu Zhengyang's feet also stepped on the face of the southern district chief.

The head of the head of the southern district was stepped into the ground because of this!

Of course, the Southern District Chief is an extremely powerful cultivator after all, and his realm is definitely above the Dao realm.

Even if Liu Zhengyang's physical strength is already higher than his, he cannot easily hurt him.

The most you can do is hit him in the face.

The head of the southern district, who was beaten in the face, was furious, and with a roar, he punched Liu Zhengyang's ankle.

Liu Zhengyang was helpless, so he could only step down lightly and jump up to avoid it.

The moment Liu Zhengyang jumped up, the head of the southern district also turned over and jumped up, punching Liu Zhengyang in midair at the same time.

Liu Zhengyang secretly said that it was not good, and he could no longer avoid it, so he could only choose to carry it hard.

Boom!

As if the sky was torn apart, a loud, earth-shattering noise suddenly came from afar.

The shock made Liu Zhengyang's ears buzz.

Liu Zhengyang hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that the city wall that was almost towering in the distance had collapsed suddenly. A large number of bricks and stones were carrying dust and sand in the sky, falling like a meteorite. Among them, there were many Yuan who had been seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness. Barbarian soldier.

They were seriously injured and fell from such a high place, and then they were hit by masonry...

However, no one cares about their feelings and their lives anymore.

The head of the southern district looked at the collapsed city wall, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his face was full of horror.

With a trembling voice, he said, "Why did you attack so quickly?"

Because the mental impact was so great, he even forgot to continue attacking Liu Zhengyang.

And Liu Zhengyang also took the opportunity to land back on the ground.

He said with fear and doubt: "Southern District Chief, I suddenly feel a little sympathetic to you, but I don't understand, why don't you protect Peng Jicheng with a formation? You shouldn't do things that even the Yang family can do. Are you here?"