boom!

It was as if the sky was struck by thunder, and a terrifying loud noise rang through the sky and the ground, trembling the people present, making their ears buzzing.

Under Liu Zhengyang's terrifying power, the archway actually swayed violently, and the air was twisted.

Of course, it is not real air, it should be a small space barrier formed by the formation.

It is precisely because of the existence of the space barrier that Liu Zhengyang and others cannot enter Yangjia Village smoothly.

But when the archway suffered a heavy blow, the space barrier was almost torn.

Everyone who thought Liu Zhengyang could not break the formation with violence was shocked.

Slap in the face in public!

Liu Zhengyang was not polite, and continued to hit his heavy fists one after another.

Boom boom boom boom!

After dozens of punches were smashed in one breath, the archway in Yangjia Village finally got up and couldn't bear it and collapsed with a bang.

The huge archway fell to the ground, raising dust in the sky.

After finally waiting until the dust gradually subsided, Yang Lan and others also appeared in front of Liu Zhengyang's eyes again.

The expression on Yang Lan's face froze, as if she was frozen in the cold winter. It took a long time to murmur to herself: "How is it possible? Someone can destroy our formation with brute force. What a terrible power? It is obvious that even the chief of the Savage Tribe can't do it."

Yang Lan's mood is not difficult to understand.

The wild people became stronger with the help of the altar power, and their physical strength was already far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

In Yang Lan's mind, that may be the limit of physical strength.

However, even those who were extremely strong in their bodies could not break the formation, which was actually cracked by Liu Zhengyang in the most brutal way. How strong should Liu Zhengyang's body be than the wild people?

However, Liu Zhengyang is a monk!

Zhong Qinglei was also shocked and almost dislocated his chin. It took him a long time to say: "Sure enough, in recent times, the efforts on the journey have not been in vain."

Qi Tianfang said enviously: "How great would it be if I had such a strong body?"

"I'll give you a chance in the last time." Liu Zhengyang shouted coldly: "You can't be my opponents, and it's useless even if the entire Yangjia Village rushed up together. So, leave this place and never come back. It's not worth losing your life for the sake of profit."

"It's hard to say who will die in battle now!" Yang Lan roared in anger.

He didn't know what he was insisting on, but he still refused to admit defeat. He pulled out a three-foot sword and stabbed Liu Zhengyang's throat.

Yang Lan obviously used all his strength when attacking, allowing Liu Zhengyang to see the sharp sharp sword tip sucking and spitting like a snake's letter.

The already extremely sharp sword tip and the blessing of the power of the immortal way have increased.

Liu Zhengyang now has no clear concept of how powerful his body is. Seeing his opponent attacking his throat, he dared not gamble.

He raised his index and middle fingers of his right hand, clamped the sword that Yang Lan stabbed over, and made the sword unable to move, and then said singly: "I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it and want to kill me, so I can only be sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Zhengyang kicked him out again, hitting Yang Lan's heart.

Yang Lan suffered fatal trauma and immediately vomited blood and flew backwards, looking like he was out of control.
Chapter completed!