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boom!

When Liu Zhengyang and the head of the southern district were desperately trying, in addition to the dazzling light, a terrible shock wave erupted.

The Yuanman cultivator who was relatively close, as well as Zhong Qinglei and others, were shocked and retreated.

Even the Sect Master of Panmen was shaking a little.

"I didn't expect their power to explode at the end to be so terrifying." Panmen's sect master sucked in a cold breath and said, "Even if I go to work with the southern district chief, I might be seriously injured. Do this kind of thing..."

The Sect Master of Panmen suddenly had an ominous feeling.

He suddenly realized that Liu Zhengyang should be worried that letting him go all out would hurt him.

This is unacceptable for Panmen.

But on the other hand, if Liu Zhengyang has three strengths and two weaknesses because of this, how should he handle himself as the head of Panmen?

If he can't even protect his savior, how will he gain a foothold in the cultivation world in the future?

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei and Xiao Qian had already run over.

Looking at the still unsettled fighting movement ahead, their faces were very ugly.

"Father, is Alliance Leader Liu okay?" asked Xiao Qian.

"Sect Master Panmen, aren't you much stronger than Liu Zhengyang? Your strength should be higher than that of the Southern District Chief, right?" Zhong Qinglei was so anxious that his mind collapsed, and kept asking Panmen Sect Master: "Why don't you help? Liu Zhengyang blocked the blow just now?"

"I want to block it, maybe you don't believe it, but Liu Zhengyang doesn't want me to do that." Panmen Sect Master explained.

Of course, he also knew that Zhong Qinglei probably wouldn't believe it.

With a bit of guilt, he didn't explain much.

At the same time, the disturbances caused by Liu Zhengyang and the southern district chief have gradually subsided.

The figures of the two of them also reappeared in front of everyone.

A little different from what everyone imagined, Liu Zhengyang and the southern district chief were already lying on the ground.

Liu Zhengyang's right hand seemed to have been beheaded dozens of times with a knife, and there were deep wounds with visible bone. Even the bones had clear scratches, and blood could not stop flowing out. With Liu Zhengyang's current physical strength, God knows how violently he was attacked to be injured so badly.

As for the southern district chief, although he hit Liu Zhengyang hard, he could not be the victor.

Using his left hand against Liu Zhengyang's right hand has already suffered a big loss.

In addition, he is seriously injured, and the power he can exert is very limited.

After a fight with Liu Zhengyang, he fell to the ground with a bloodless face, with a lot of gas and less intake.

Death is only a matter of time for him.

In the dying state, he felt that Liu Zhengyang's vitality was not cut off, and he roared incompetently.

He roared loudly: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! Things shouldn't turn out like this!"

The owner of Panmen walked up to him, looked down at him who was gradually dying, and said, "It can only be said that you have provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked. After I read Liu Zhengyang's information, I feel that he is someone who cannot be easily provoked. Man, I don't know why you got water in your head and offended him."

"Don't speak rude words." The head of the southern district said viciously: "If you were me, you would do the same thing! In the future, if you Panmen can defeat us Yuanman and unify the central district, you will do the same for your son. Attack Liu Zhengyang!"

"Don't think of me with your set of thinking." Panmen's sect master said firmly: "I agree with Liu's idea, your idea will not work."