Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

Liu Zhengyang rushed into the many monks, as if the autumn wind swept the leaves, knocking the strong men into the air.

Up to now, there is no one who can resist his one move, even half a move, as long as they meet, they will die. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe that this was a battle between monks who were all in the Dao realm?

As more and more monks died under Liu Zhengyang's fist, the ground of Destiny Lake was gradually dyed red.

A faint smell of blood also began to fill the air.

"Elder Sister, don't you want to watch it?" Qi Tianfang stood in front of Duomi with a sense of interest, and didn't want Duomi to see such a **** scene.

Even Zhong Qinglei recognized this and sighed: "It's a pity to let a child who has been well protected see this kind of battle scene."

However, Domi did not agree with their views.

Xiao Duomi said disapprovingly: "I'm also a monk, okay, how can you treat me as a baby?"

"Don't you think Liu Zhengyang is more and more like a man in the devil's way?" Zhong Qinglei said: "I mean, the kind of devil who kills people without blinking in the eyes of ordinary people. If today's news spreads, your sect master is in the cultivation world. His reputation is sure to deteriorate."

Qi Tianfang, Xiao Duomi and the others were shocked, and then they reacted with hindsight.

Yes, there are so many cultivators present, even if Liu Zhengyang is strong enough to punch one, it is impossible to kill them all, and there will always be fish that slip through the net.

Once a fish slips through the net and spreads today's news, not to mention how many people will covet the legacy of the magic monk in Liu Zhengyang's hands, the reputation of this slaughter monk alone can bring them great trouble, and even It may affect the business of medicine pills.

That's no joke!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qi Tianfang and others rushed to the battlefield to intercept those who were trying to escape.

Zhong Qinglei thought about it for a while, followed him, and complained at the same time, "After getting to know this group of people, why do I feel that my life is getting harder and harder? It's an extremely tough battle, and I always feel a little bit of a loss."

Of course, with the five magic condensing pills in exchange for so many years of skill, only he himself knows it.

Bang bang bang!

Like a scarecrow, Liu Zhengyang easily killed all the hostile cultivators present, but he didn't even breathe a little faster. If it weren't for the fact that there was a lot of blood on his body, no one would have believed that he had just experienced a big battle.

After killing all the monks, he stopped and said with a relaxed smile: "Thanks to your help, otherwise I would have to fight for a while longer. After successfully repairing the demons, my body has become much stronger, but it is also a little bit more controllable. Difficult, it's easy to overwork."

Listening to Liu Zhengyang's meaning, he seems to be disgusting the excessive increase in strength, which causes his speed to be too fast.

It is not difficult to understand that when his weight is stable, the added strength naturally allows him to run faster.

However, the excessive increase in strength also weakened his control slightly, and it was easy to rush over his head.

This made it extremely difficult for him to hunt down other monks.

It's just that after Qi Tianfang, Zhong Qinglei and others heard it, they always felt like they had eaten dead flies.

How do they feel that Liu Zhengyang is showing off?

That kind of tone, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to be disgusting that the power is too strong, right?