"Who said I was wasting my power?"

Liu Zhengyang jokingly and sympathetically said to the Doumen cultivator: "Don't use your poor cognition to judge me. I help my apprentices improve their combat power, and I don't need to waste my own skills. But I don't need to explain to you, you Just wait for the defeat."

After speaking, Liu Zhengyang stepped back directly, let go of the battlefield, and looked at the monk in Doumen with pity.

The Doumen cultivator grinned and said: "Alright, I'd like to see what little tricks you did on your apprentice, even if you kill me afterwards, if I can kill your apprentice in advance, one life will be exchanged for another. No life was lost."

And Xiao Qian closed his eyes and felt the power that filled his body.

The strong sense of power made him so excited that he could not wait to find a strong man to fight for 300 rounds.

The Doumen cultivator in front of him is undoubtedly the best target.

When the Doumen cultivator rushed towards him aggressively, Xiao Qian suddenly opened his eyes and took the opponent's fist with one palm. And although he used the strength of the Dao Realm to force a strong punch above the Dao Realm, he didn't take a half step back, and he didn't even shake his body.

When the Doumen cultivator noticed this, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Qian in horror.

"How is that possible?" He asked with a trembling voice, "Why did this happen? What did your master do to you? Why did your strength increase so much in a short period of time? Could it be that you have also broken through to the Above the Dao Realm? No! Even if you are above the Dao Realm, you can't take my attack so easily!"

This Doumen cultivator is really going to doubt his life.

If he wants to get strong power, he has to practice hard, and he doesn't know how much he suffers.

In order to convert his strength into real combat power, he and Doumen's cultivation practiced, and he was beaten to the point of bruising his nose and face.

And now, Xiao Qian has gained such a powerful power without any effort?

Why?

"I don't believe in such absurd things!" The Doumen monk roared in grief and indignation.

At the same time, his fists gradually accelerated, hitting Xiao Qian like a violent storm.

It's just that after Liu Zhengyang temporarily boosted his strength, Xiao Qian is no longer the one he was just now.

No matter how fast the cultivator in Doumen fought, he could easily block it, and said, "I suddenly feel that it is really important to find a good master, if it wasn't for such a master, I would never have thought that I would be able to experience it in advance. Such a powerful force, which will definitely help me grow in the future."

Xiao Qian said proudly, even a little bit shy.

It's just that every cent of the small money is the most obvious show in the eyes of the monks in Doumen!

He was so angry that he wanted to tear up the small money alive, and at the same time roared angrily: "I don't believe that there is a free lunch in the world, and every monk's strength should be cultivated through hard work! No matter what happens today, I will I'm going to fight with you!"

Boom boom boom!

The cultivators of Doumen have even come up with Doumen tactics and launched a fierce attack on Xiao Qian.

The power of each blow is unimaginable.

Of course, with Xiao Qian's current strength, it is still very easy to deal with.

However, Liu Zhengyang felt that it was not so easy.

He frowned and persuaded Xiao Qian: "Xiao Qian, don't immerse yourself in false power, remember, the power now doesn't really belong to you, he can only make you temporarily stronger. If you can't find a way to end the battle quickly , victory will leave you."