"call!"

Zhong Qinglei let out a long sigh, as if he had let go of the big rock in his heart, saying, "I'm scared to death. I thought I was going to die young here. But what is the origin of that purple figure? The progress of combat experience is so fast that it's almost comparable to me."

Liu Zhengyang rolled his eyes and couldn't help but feel speechless.

When has it been, this guy is in the mood to brag about himself.

Could it be that he forgot that he was still in the battle?

From the time Zhong Qinglei was kicked away to now, the total time will never exceed one second. Before Zhong Qinglei could even fall to the ground, the purple figure had already chased after him again, and the same purple sword slashed towards Zhong Qinglei's neck from top to bottom.

Not to mention that Zhong Qinglei has not discovered it yet, even if he has discovered it, he can't do anything with his current actions.

Because he turned his back to the purple figure, he could not even have such a simple action as raising the knife to block it.

As outsiders, Qi Tianfang, Xiao Duomi and others can see clearly than Zhong Qinglei himself.

Qi Tianfang was the first to remind him: "Sect Master, save people quickly, otherwise that guy will be split in half."

Xiao Duomi was not worried about Zhong Qinglei's safety, but was just happy for Liu Zhengyang to show his skills. He said very excitedly and expectantly: "It's finally my father's turn to take action. Dad comes on and beat that strange thing to death."

Qi Tianfang looked at Xiao Duomi strangely, and then reminded Xiao Duomi: "Sister Sister, have you forgotten that Zhong Qinglei can fight the sect leader happily and even gain the upper hand? Although he lost to the sect leader for various reasons at that time, it does not mean that he is weaker than the sect leader."

Xiao Duomie blinked and then realized it later.

Yes, Zhong Qinglei is not weaker than Liu Zhengyang. If Zhong Qinglei is not the opponent of the purple figure, then Liu Zhengyang is likely to be unable to beat it.

It's too early to be excited now.

Of course, Liu Zhengyang did not participate in the discussion between Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi.

Not because I don’t want to participate, but because I don’t have time.

Seeing that Zhong Qinglei was about to be stabbed in half, he rushed forward quickly, kicked the purple figure on the shoulder, kicked the purple figure away, and then saved Zhong Qinglei's life.

While the purple figure was kicked away, Zhong Qinglei also realized what was going on and landed back on the ground.

He quickly turned around, faced the purple figure, protected his back, and then complained with lingering fear: "Damn it, I've actually lost such a big face. If I didn't tear that bastard into pieces, how could I just hate it?"

"Is that true?" Liu Zhengyang silently put away his combat posture and left the battlefield to Zhong Qinglei and said, "Then you continue fighting, I won't steal your prey."

To be honest, Liu Zhengyang himself was not sure.

He didn't want to rashly join the war before figuring out the situation and fighting style of the purple figure.

However, Zhong Qinglei obviously didn't want Liu Zhengyang to leave.

He was still talking harshly just now, as if he was strong and firm, he was silent for a moment, and then admitted frankly: "Forget it, although I really want to cut the ghost thing ten thousand pieces, I also know the difference in our strength. I am not the opponent of that thing."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, his movements faster than when Liu Zhengyang saved him.
Chapter completed!