When the man concentrated his energy on the dagger, the dagger burst into a dazzling light.

If he is stabbed by this sword, Liu Zhengyang feels that he should not be able to bear it, and even the entire cultivation world may not be able to bear it. After all, it was a powerful blow that condensed the power above the Dao Realm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has the ability to open mountains and crack rocks.

However, no matter how powerful an attack is, it has to hit someone to be effective.

Liu Zhengyang dodged the attack, then rushed forward quickly against the opponent's arm.

He slapped the man's heart with a palm, and the powerful force exploded directly, shattering the opponent's heart through the ribs.

For the current Liu Zhengyang, it is too simple to want to do such a thing.

After the heart was shattered, although the man did not die immediately due to his strong vitality, he had lost his fighting power.

He knelt down limply in front of Liu Zhengyang, and almost didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Damn it, I'm not reconciled. I'm the second strongest in the hidden sword. My strength is not much worse than the sword master. How could I be killed by you so easily?" I don't believe the gap between us is that big."

Whether men believe it or not, facts are facts.

That is not something that can be transferred by man's will.

Liu Zhengyang had no intention of explaining.

He said coldly: "You said that you are not much worse than the sword master? The sword master you said is the master of the hidden sword, right? If so, then I will be disappointed. I thought I could come. Hidden sword to play, I didn’t expect that the strongest of Hidden Sword is only at this level.”

At the end, Liu Zhengyang sighed heavily.

He's not bragging, and he's not trying to hit the other side.

Because that's what he really thinks.

This time, he came to attack another stronghold of Tibetan Sword, of course, to pull out this poisonous tooth, lest the other side threaten him again. But on the other hand, he, who had finally broken through to above the Dao Realm, also wanted to find an evenly matched opponent to fight well.

And the first-line powerhouse who hides the sword is his goal.

Who knew that after meeting the high-level officials of Tibetan Sword, the performance of the other party was so unbearable.

However, the man seemed to not understand Liu Zhengyang's sarcasm.

While he was dying, he still insisted: "You are indeed very powerful, even I am far from your opponent, but no matter what, you can't match our sword master, you and Panmen's strong. Everyone is destined to die here!"

"You said that you are not much worse than the sword master, and at the same time you are much weaker than me, and then you said that your sword master can definitely defeat me?" Liu Zhengyang asked half sarcastically, half puzzled.

"Yes!" The man nodded firmly.

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Liu Zhengyang kicked the man in the face and sent him directly on the road.

Of course he didn't believe what the man said.

Because it doesn't make sense logically.

It was clearly just the man's ravings before he died, and it was estimated that the heavy injury had already made his mind not clear.

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master have also resolved their opponents.

The Sect Master of Panmen even returned to Liu Zhengyang's side with blood.

"Uncle Liu, is it time for us to launch a general attack?" Panmen Sect Master asked: "Otherwise, let the assassins who hide the sword continue to assassinate, I'm afraid we have no morale before we start the fight."