Seeing that the door owner of Panmen, Zhong Qinglei and others were so excited like children who got new toys, Liu Zhengyang didn't know what to say.

It can only be said that since they knew each other, the opponents they provoked became stronger and stronger, and they fought against the wind.

Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master could play a very small role at that time.

Now suddenly from being the target of being beaten up to being the target of beating others, it is normal for them to be excited.

However, although Liu Zhengyang also liked this kind of battle, he still had to interrupt them.

"Don't be too happy, you will lose your life if you are careless on the battlefield and despise your opponent." Liu Zhengyang suddenly said in a deep voice: "You should also feel it yourself. Come over to support, if you are surrounded by them, guess what will happen?"

Zhong Qinglei, Panmen Sect Master, and Zhang Qin were shocked and looked around quickly.

They originally wanted to find out those Doumen powerhouses who wanted to surround them.

However, after a casual glance, they realized that they had penetrated into the hinterland where the Doumen monks lived by the light from the gradually whitening eastern sky. .

It would be unimaginable to be encircled under such circumstances.

Even Liu Zhengyang has the possibility of drinking hate.

Zhong Qinglei's face suddenly turned pale, and he said, "Liu Zhengyang, what should we do? Choose a direction to rush over and directly expose the residence of the Doumen monks? As long as we are not surrounded, we should be able to escape."

The sect master of Panmen also said: "This is our only way, otherwise we will die if we continue to ink."

Zhang Qin then proposed: "Exploding the residence of the Doumen monks is indeed the only way, but we cannot continue to move in the current direction, because there must be many Doumen strongmen waiting for us ahead of this direction. , if you continue to charge, you will die."

At the same time, they secretly blamed themselves for being so excited to kill that they didn't even notice such an important thing.

Liu Zhengyang smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, you didn't pay attention to the changes in the surrounding situation, but I have always observed the movements of the strong men in Doumen, otherwise I would not have reminded you. Speaking of which, have you ever played the game of whack-a-mole? Do you want local mice?"

"What?" The Sect Master of Panmen and the others asked in unison.

At the same time, they looked at Liu Zhengyang in amazement.

On the battlefield, their energy has been spent on fighting and guarding against attacks from others.

Although Liu Zhengyang's words are not difficult to understand, they have not thought much about it anymore.

Liu Zhengyang no longer played guessing games with them, and said, "Since the strong men in Doumen want to encircle us and strangle us, then we can play the game of whack-a-mole with them, and see if they have the ability to give us to us. Intercept, everyone is ready to go."

While speaking, Liu Zhengyang had already gathered a huge amount of energy on his right fist.

The intertwined immortals and demons are like a black and white light ball.

It was very striking in the dawn sky.

Then, Liu Zhengyang hit the ground with a punch, and an earth-shattering explosion directly became the protagonist between heaven and earth.

Zhong Qinglei and others were stunned when they saw Liu Zhengyang's actions.