After Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master took the medicine pill, their injuries recovered quickly.

Liu Zhengyang and the other three naturally continued to move forward.

After entering the valley, Liu Zhengyang soon saw a small wooden platform standing in the open space, which was a bit like a watchtower. There was also a young man in black sitting on the platform. At five or six years old, his strength is slightly inferior to the young man Liu Zhengyang saw last time.

At least in Liu Zhengyang's perception, his breath is not strong.

However, the weakness of strength does not seem to hinder the opponent's arrogance.

The young man in black sat cross-legged and said very arrogantly: "Yo, isn't this the Panmen Sect Master and the famous Liu Zhengyang? And the one next to him is Zhong Qinglei, right? You have the courage to find this place, and you are really not afraid of being caught by us. Kill?"

"You know us?" Zhong Qinglei wondered, "Are we already so famous?"

While speaking, Zhong Qinglei was still a little proud.

After all, they haven't been active in the central area for a long time. If anyone knows them casually, it's really a long face.

As for Liu Zhengyang and Panmen's sect master, they were naturally speechless.

They don't care about that reputation.

Can't be eaten.

The young man in black nodded and replied, "Isn't that normal? You fought against Yuan Man outside Tianmen City, and killed Yuan Man's southern district chief. No one in the entire central district knew about it, no one knew about it. However, I still didn't expect that you guys would have the courage to attack Hidden Sword."

The young man in black always said lightly, not taking the arrival of Liu Zhengyang and others seriously at all.

In other words, he didn't think Liu Zhengyang and others could threaten Tibetan Sword at all.

However, in the lighthearted chat and laugh, he could also feel a little annoyed in his heart.

In other words, the attack of Liu Zhengyang and others has been regarded as an insult by him.

Because he felt that the hidden sword was despised.

Regardless of whether Tibetan Sword really has that strength, Liu Zhengyang is quite unhappy with the opponent's attitude anyway.

Liu Zhengyang snorted coldly, and disappeared out of thin air in a flash, attacking the young man in black.

The young man in black was taken aback and stood up quickly and said, "Hey! What a fast speed!"

The young man in black who stood up wanted to jump off the high platform to avoid Liu Zhengyang's attack.

However, before his feet could land on the ground, Liu Zhengyang punched him through his heart.

Liu Zhengyang pulled his blood-red fist out of the young man's body, and said coldly, "Unbearable, you dare to be arrogant in front of me with this level of strength, do you think you have lived too long?"

The young man in black was horrified and cried out in disbelief, "You...why are you..."

Unfortunately, he was seriously injured.

Having suffered fatal trauma, he had already reached bliss before he could even finish speaking.

Liu Zhengyang and others dropped the body of the young man in black and moved on.

"Liu Zhengyang, I found that your strength has improved again." Zhong Qinglei rushed forward with Liu Zhengyang and said: "Although that young man just now was not as good as the young assassin last time, it is definitely not much worse, you actually Can kill him in seconds."

The Sect Master of Panmen frowned: "What do you mean? That young man just now is similar to the person who attacked you last time? That is to say, an existence of that level can only be guarded at the outermost periphery of the hidden sword? The innermost core How terrible should the strong be?"

The concerns of the Panmen gatekeepers are particularly different.