The dust was everywhere, and everyone couldn't see what was going on inside.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, a thin figure walked out slowly.

It's the real Shanglin!

His complexion was ugly, as pale as a seriously ill person, covering his chest with one hand, blood constantly flowing from his fingers.

The walking speed is very slow, stumbles, and looks like it will fall at any time.

"Look, I said that my uncle will not lose!"

Xiao Daotong jumped off the ground and started, shouting loudly.

This sentence annoyed Xiao Duomi.

Xiao Duomi is extremely strong, of course, that's because she firmly believes that Liu Zhengyang will not lose, and she is really angry when she sees Xiao Daotong.

"What is it called! Hit you!"

This is the first time that Domi has shown his strength, and she saw that her little hand accurately grabbed the calf of Xiaodaotong.

Although the little Daotong is stubborn, how can he not have the slightest strength when he follows the big guy?

In his opinion, it only takes a little force to break free from Doomi's shackles.

Therefore, when exerting force, it even restrained a lot.

But obviously, he thinks too much!

I saw Xiao Duomi pull hard, not only did not let Xiao Daotong break free, but dragged him to his side.

Then, ignoring Xiao Daotong's panic, he directly waved his fist and slammed into the boy who owes his mouth. My father hasn't lost yet. You are so happy that you owe him a fight?

Jiang Xueqin frowned, and although her face remained calm, she was unavoidably doubtful in her heart.

Could it be that Liu Zhengyang really lost?

Will not!

Certainly not!

She comforted herself silently in her heart, and her eyes looked into the valley with worry.

Shanglin Zhenren walked forward, his expression seemed a little dazed.

Qiu Chuxuan smiled and greeted the people of Qingfengzong.

"Congratulations to Shanglin! You have defeated a guy who is over his head again!"

Shanglin Zhenren shook his head and did not speak.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk, it's that he can't talk, and now his body is still tumbling over the river, if he opens his mouth at this time, it is very likely that he can't hold on and faint.

But he still has important things to say.

From Qiu Chuxuan's point of view, the real Shanglin shook his head just because he was humble.

The dust finally dissipated.

In the valley, Liu Zhengyang's figure stands proudly in the middle of the valley, but beside him is a strange green grass, which is very different from the surrounding fields that have been ravaged.

"call!"

Liu Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his head to look at Zhu Qiyu, who kept his composure on the top of the mountain.

Although he doesn't know what the Dao Wang really has, Liu Zhengyang can now judge that Zhu Qiyu is pretending to be calm! After all, under the impact of that kind of intensity, neither of the two initiators dared to say that they could bear it unharmed.

Zhu Qiyu will do?

Dao Wang is only a realm! Real strength is not based on realm!

"It's a pity! Liu Zhangzhang actually lost!"

"Look at him motionless, won't he die from exhaustion!"

"I heard that the Withered Wood Sect's "Withered Trees and Spring" has an unknown special effect. Now it seems that it is true! Look at the grass around Liu's head, it is too weird!"

Whether the onlookers liked or disliked Liu Zhengyang, they didn't have the heart to underestimate him at this time, but looked at the back in the middle of the valley with respect, and sighed a few times to show their regret.