As the old assassin gradually approached, Zhong Qinglei and Panmen's sect master turned ashen and were slowly retreating.

The sense of oppression emanating from the old assassin was so strong that even Liu Zhengyang could not bear it, and it was normal for them to feel uncomfortable.

Zhong Qinglei didn't say anything.

Although the Sect Master of Panmen is stronger than Liu Zhengyang, his only strength is realm, and his comprehensive ability may not be comparable to Liu Zhengyang. Facing an old assassin with a particularly strange fighting style, it is normal for the Panmen Sect Master to feel that his life is threatened.

However, they could retreat, but Liu Zhengyang couldn't.

Liu Zhengyang gritted his teeth and stepped forward and said, "Old man, our battle is not over yet."

"I know." The old assassin nodded solemnly and said, "Didn't I want to end the battle?"

"End the battle? Are you trying to say that you are going to get rid of me soon?" Liu Zhengyang sneered: "It's a coincidence, I have already thought of a way to clean up you. There is no truly invincible cultivator in the world, if you can't beat someone, Just because there is no way to do it against the other side."

Liu Zhengyang shouted with confidence.

After the initial confrontation just now, Liu Zhengyang has roughly guessed the way to defeat the old assassin.

Before the old assassin could speak, he had already rushed towards the old assassin again.

The old assassin hid his left hand behind him, raised the index finger of his right hand, and said, "You have already thought of a way to target me? Then why are you still rushing up like you did just now? Can the same trick work in front of me? You are so funny."

The old assassin concentrated all his energy on his fingers as much as possible.

His fingers also burst into a dazzling golden light, like a long and narrow scorching sun.

As the distance between the two of them rapidly shortened, the old assassin suddenly burst out with energy and attacked Liu Zhengyang.

"Uncle Liu, please go on your way. I only need one finger to clean up you." The old assassin said arrogantly.

Of course, although the old assassin was extremely arrogant, Liu Zhengyang had to admit that he had arrogant capital.

Almost as soon as he sensed the energy intensity condensed on the old assassin's fingers, Liu Zhengyang's complexion changed.

It should be said that the old assassin really deserves to be an existence above the Taoist realm.

Liu Zhengyang could clearly perceive that if he was really hit by the old assassin's finger, he would die.

Moreover, Liu Zhengyang is almost impossible to avoid.

Otherwise, the old assassin who has already been moved to kill can catch up with assassination skills at any time.

That elusive attack method will make Liu Zhengyang more passive.

Therefore, Liu Zhengyang did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to attack.

His fists attacked at a very astonishing speed, almost reaching his limit, producing afterimages and bursts of sonic booms.

His thinking is also very simple. Since the old assassin can dodge his heavy punch, he should increase his speed.

Sacrificing part of the power in exchange for an increase in attack speed can suppress the dodge of the old assassin.

Then, based on his terrifying physical strength, he believed that as long as he could hit the old assassin, he would definitely inflict serious injuries on the old assassin. Once the old assassin is injured and affects the performance of his combat effectiveness, Liu Zhengyang can take the opportunity to win the battle.

Of course, Liu Zhengyang gave up evasion and chose to fight with the old assassin, which is a very risky play in itself.

He is gambling his life!