"It's actually very simple to try how strong you are." Liu Zhengyang said expressionlessly.

"What?" Zhong Qinglei turned to look at Liu Zhengyang.

He didn't quite understand what Liu Zhengyang meant.

Does Liu Zhengyang have a test method?

Liu Zhengyang replied solemnly: "As long as you fight with me, you will know how strong you are."

"You think I'm a fool?" Zhong Qinglei refused directly.

He wants to live another two years.

If you fight with Liu Zhengyang, he will have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die.

After Liu Zhengyang teased Zhong Qinglei, he said solemnly, "Zhong Qinglei, it's time for us to go."

At the same time, the Sect Master of Panmen has gathered almost all of his people.

Even the strong guards in other places have been transferred to Tianmen City.

However, because of the large number of people, they could not leave in a short time.

So Zhong Qinglei was surprised when he heard that Liu Zhengyang was about to set off.

He asked, "Aren't people waiting for Panmen?"

"Don't wait for them." Liu Zhengyang replied: "I have already discussed with the Panmen Sect Master, the two of us will be the vanguards to take a step forward and meet the assassins who hide their swords for a while. Then, wait for him to lead the brigade. The men and horses rushed over and pulled out the hidden sword."

"Pioneer? Why should I accompany you instead of the sect master of Panmen?" Zhong Qinglei was dumbfounded.

He didn't want to do something so dangerous.

He is not as evil as Liu Zhengyang.

But listening to Liu Zhengyang's meaning, even if he wanted to refuse, he couldn't.

Liu Zhengyang insisted: "The sect master of Panmen has more important things to do, so the vanguard can only be us. Moreover, Zhong Qinglei, you are also a powerhouse above the Taoist realm now, so what are you afraid of? Could it be that your strength has become stronger? , the courage has become smaller?"

"How is that possible?" Zhong Qinglei shook his head in denial.

But while denying it, he whispered again: "Blame me for not having you enchanting, otherwise I wouldn't be afraid."

Liu Zhengyang laughed and laughed, and then dragged Zhong Qinglei out.

Zhong Qinglei followed reluctantly, with a completely mourning expression.

Of course, it can be seen from the look of anticipation in his eyes that he is still eager to fight.

On the one hand, he wants to fight against the strong to verify his own strength, but on the other hand, he is afraid of danger.

His mood is so complicated.

After leaving Tianmen City, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei headed north all the way, wanting to go directly to the next stronghold of Tibetan Sword.

However, they had just set off when a tall figure appeared in front of them.

That person appeared in front of their eyes out of thin air.

From the way it appeared, it could be seen that the other party was an assassin with a hidden sword.

Just don't know what the other party wants to do.

"My name is Xue Cangyuan." The Tibetan Sword Assassin who appeared out of thin air introduced himself: "Union Leader Liu, Zhong Qinglei, I wonder if we can talk about it?"

"Oh? Do you have the habit of negotiating with others when you hide your swords?" Liu Zhengyang sneered.

In his cognition, Hidden Sword is not so easy to talk about.

Zhong Qinglei also sneered: "Do you want to talk with a dagger?"

Xue Cangyuan didn't seem to understand the sarcasm of Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei, and said to himself: "We already know what you want to do, Alliance Leader Liu, this level of fighting is not good for all of us, I hope you can convince Panmenmen. Lord, retreat."

Although he had a premonition, Liu Zhengyang was still shocked when he heard the other party's request.

How thick-skinned does this guy have to be to make such a request?