Bang bang bang!

After deciding to kill Jiang Yi, Liu Zhengyang didn't hold back at all, and punched dozens of punches in one breath.

He didn't give Jiang Yi any chance to breathe at all.

Because of the continuous onslaught, Jiang Yi, who had just relaxed his guard, didn't even have the chance to regroup and fight.

He could only keep intimidating Liu Zhengyang: "Liu Zhengyang! Do you know what you are doing? You bastard!"

While attacking Jiang Yi, Liu Zhengyang said coldly: "I know, isn't it just fighting with you all the time? Isn't that what already happened? It won't change just because you live well. Since In this way, the fewer enemies the better."

Boom boom boom!

While speaking, Liu Zhengyang punched dozens of punches in a row.

Moreover, in order to increase the destructive power, he condensed more and more immortal and demonic qi on his fist.

Jiang Yi, who was already injured, suffered dozens of such onslaughts, and his injuries became more and more serious, and he soon lost consciousness.

After killing Jiang Yi in one breath, Liu Zhengyang slowly lowered his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei, the sect master of Panmen, and even other monks in the Taoist realm, who felt Jiang Yi's breath disappeared, rushed out of the alliance to congratulate Liu Zhengyang. They burst into cheers, and the smiles on their faces made Liu Zhengyang wonder if they had all picked up Qianling Xuandan.

"Liu Zhengyang! With you, I know you can win." Zhong Qinglei laughed.

The sect master of Panmen rushed up quickly, stopped in front of Liu Zhengyang and said, "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect you to actually kill people in Doumen. Although it is very difficult to kill, this is the first time in a hundred years that Doumen has died. At least that's the first time I know."

The monks in other Taoist realms also congratulated Liu Zhengyang in their own way.

Liu Zhengyang took the initiative to ignore what the other Taoist monks said, and focused on Zhong Qinglei and the Sect Master Panmen.

Especially the door owner.

He couldn't help but ask, "This is the first time someone died in Doumen? No cultivator died in battle for a hundred years before?"

Liu Zhengyang thought this was incredible.

Because from the current situation, as long as the people in Doumen lack something, they will go to grab it.

When they want to achieve something, they will use absolute force to bring others to their knees.

After a hundred years, there will definitely be many people like Liu Zhengyang who would rather die than give in, right?

So why did they have no monks to die?

Are they all so outrageous?

The Sect Master of Panmen sighed softly and replied: "Similar to the situation of the Danhui, Doumen just wants a group of monks who provide them with resources, and does not want their slaves to die, so they will not force people to death. . As long as you don't die, no one wants to be with Doumen forever."

Liu Zhengyang pondered for a moment and understood.

Compared with being retaliated by Doumen after the incident, being able to survive is indeed a good result.

Provoking Liu Zhengyang is a bad luck for Doumen.

However, if Doumen really retaliates afterwards, it is obviously not good news for Liu Zhengyang and others.

"You seem to have said a very terrifying thing just now." Zhong Qinglei suddenly said: "Master Panmen, every time someone offends Doumen, Doumen will use all means to retaliate? Just one messenger is so powerful, then we should How to do?"

"That's why I'm worried." The Sect Master Panmen sighed again.