Lin Quan stabbed with all his strength, but found that Liu Zhengyang was caught, his pupils shrank, and his heart almost jumped out.

You must know that as a strong person above the Dao Realm, the weapons he uses are also commensurate with his strength, and they are tenacious and surprisingly sharp. Even if a steel plate several meters thick stood in front of him, he was confident that it would shatter in an instant.

But such an astonishing attack was followed by Liu Zhengyang empty-handed?

How can it be?

No **** like that, right?

Lin Quan asked with a trembling voice, "What kind of monster are you?"

In an instant, Lin Quan felt a bit of self-comfort, and felt that Liu Zhengyang might be wearing a glove-like magic weapon.

He looked at Liu Zhengyang's palm carefully. He couldn't see half of the gloves, but he could see a little of the energy.

In other words, Liu Zhengyang just used energy to transform into a thin film to protect his palm.

Just this level of protection can stop the opponent's attack?

How terrifying should his strength be?

Lin Quan only felt that the hairs on his entire body were about to explode, and his scalp felt numb as if it had been electrocuted.

Liu Zhengyang said calmly: "It's just a little thing, is it worth making a fuss? If the weak challenge the strong, you can rely on the sharpness of your weapons, you Doumen must have long ago found someone to refine a batch of high-quality weapons, which will be used by those outside Doumen. The monks were killed."

After a pause, Liu Zhengyang said with some disappointment: "I originally rushed over after hearing about your affairs, and I was looking forward to it, but after seeing your performance, I just felt like I was wasting my time. Get rid of you quickly, go home and rest."

Liu Zhengyang didn't mean to irritate the other party on purpose, what he said was the truth.

If the opponent's strength is only at the level of Lin Quan, there is no way to help him understand the strength of Doumen.

Understanding the strength of Doumen and finding out their fighting style is what Liu Zhengyang wants.

However, Liu Zhengyang's sincere sigh was obviously another meaning in Lin Quan's ears.

He thought that Liu Zhengyang regarded the battle in front of him as a game.

If fighting is a game, what is he?

Toy?

Lin Quan was so angry that he almost died on the spot, he pushed the soft sword forward with his right hand, and roared: "I will let you know the price of underestimating Lao Tzu! Although Lao Tzu is not a strong person in Doumen, he is not a good person. To insult you!"

Clang!

As Lin Quan pushed the soft sword hard and poured a lot of energy into the soft sword, the soft sword suddenly became hard and had a tendency to straighten automatically. Liu Zhengyang, who discovered this, once again looked at the quality of the soft sword with different eyes. This is definitely a rare sword.

All the characteristics are far beyond the expectations of ordinary people.

It is indeed worthy of this realm above the Dao realm.

If someone were to be Lin Quan's opponent, he might suffer a big loss under the soft sword, or even die.

It's a pity that Lin Quan chose the wrong opponent.

It is impossible for Liu Zhengyang to do anything with this level of killer move.

Liu Zhengyang squeezed hard again, and the soft sword in his hand was like a piece of paper. It shattered into dozens of pieces, and then fell from his fingers. The shards of the soft sword that fell to the ground were like red-hot iron blocks that fell into the cream and sank directly into the ground.

From this, it can be seen that the power of the soft sword is really amazing, but it can't break Liu Zhengyang's defense.