"Hahaha! I laughed so hard!"

The cultivator in front suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Meng Liu, I'm curious, where did you get the confidence to think that you could beat me? You don't think I didn't kill you because of fear, right? Don't do it. Wrong, we didn't attack you, just because you have value."

"Really?" Liu Zhengyang sneered disapprovingly.

Then, he deliberately asked, "Then why don't you dare to give me that ceramic jar yourself?"

Liu Zhengyang can see it. After killing several behind-the-scenes players in a row, these guys are also cowardly.

When they are not sure enough, they probably don't have the guts to fight themselves head-on.

However, for the current Liu Zhengyang, the opponent is a coward who does not dare to fight, but it is beneficial.

because…

Just when Liu Zhengyang wanted to do something, the cultivator was silent for a while, and then asked: "You answer me a question first, how did you find me? Could it be that when I sent the corpse of your subordinates to Dan City, what happened? Did something fall?"

The reason why Liu Zhengyang was able to find this guy was naturally because of his physique.

He had already discovered when he obtained his physique before, that he could find out where there are living things through subtle energy changes.

In this perception, the monk in front of him is as conspicuous as the bright moon in the night sky.

Especially when there are no other monks outside the city.

But is it necessary for Liu Zhengyang to answer the other party's question?

He sneered, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the other party like a ghost, and then punched out. The cultivator didn't even have time to react, and Liu Zhengyang punched the bridge of the nose with a punch, and the bridge of the nose shattered like it was made of tofu.

Blood and broken bones splattered out.

And at the moment when the bridge of the nose was fractured, the monk let out a shrill scream.

Liu Zhengyang deliberately mocked: "What? I said that you are a rare and powerful cultivator anyway. Why do you cry and call your mother just after being punched? Are you really a cultivator? I think you are a three-year-old child. And it's the kind that just slaps and rolls."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Zhengyang's fist was already punched out.

He punched several times in a row with lightning speed and landed on the opponent.

He didn't say anything when he was hit on the vital part of the mastermind behind the scenes. Even if a relatively tough part was hit, his bones and tendons would be broken in an instant, causing the screams of the mastermind to gradually turn into mourning. In front of Liu Zhengyang, he seems to be extremely powerful, and he is similar to the ants.

It's not that he didn't think about resisting, but it didn't work at all.

No matter what way he resists, he will be easily countered by Liu Zhengyang.

Beside him, Tian Yong was stunned as he watched Liu Zhengyang fight with the mastermind behind the scenes.

His eyes became more and more round, and his mouth became wider and wider, as if to stare out his eyeballs.

After a while, he returned to his soul and said, "Lord Liu, what kind of strength do you have? Is it too exaggerated?"

Tian Yong really doubts life now.

He wondered if he had lived on dogs for the first half of his life.

Otherwise, how could the strength gap between him and Liu Zhengyang and even the so-called black hand be so outrageous?

However, Liu Zhengyang and the mastermind who were fighting were obviously not in the mood to pay attention to him.