Liu Zhengyang stared at the middle-aged man and the strong man and was suddenly happy.

Because although their arm bones were broken and their combat power was lost, it was not a serious injury to the monks who had been through the battle formation for a long time, and at least it did not prevent them from escaping. Even when they encountered opponents who were not as strong as theirs, they could still fight.

Under such circumstances, they fell to the ground and couldn't get up?

They were clearly showing weakness and begging Liu Zhengyang to let them go.

Liu Zhengyang looked down at them and asked, "Who sent you?"

The middle-aged man and the strong man looked at each other, but they didn't expect Liu Zhengyang to ask this question, but they didn't answer it.

"Don't you want to answer?" Liu Zhengyang raised his clenched fists again and said, "If you don't want to answer questions honestly, your existence will have no effect on me. As the losers, you can only die."

The middle-aged man and the strong man trembled all over and his face changed.

They don't want to die here.

They still have many free and easy days to live!

"We surrender, we are willing to do things under your own sect." The middle-aged man quickly expressed his opinion.

"It's too late." Liu Zhengyang refused without hesitation: "I just gave you a chance to surrender, but you don't surrender. Now if you fail, do you want to surrender? What do you think of me?"

Of course, what Liu Zhengyang didn't say was that he didn't care about the two people in front of him.

He just persuaded the other party to surrender, just for information.

Since you want to surrender, you should provide some important information to prove your sincerity?

For example, who sent them?

What is the situation of the forces behind them? What is their purpose?

How powerful the overall combat power of the force behind them is.

Unfortunately, they did not provide any information that Liu Zhengyang wanted.

When Liu Zhengyang said that their existence had no value, the strong man's face changed drastically and he hurriedly said, "Brother, run away quickly and bring the news back. No matter what, you can't let Liu Zhengyang continue to be arrogant. I will do my best to cut off the rear for you!"

As soon as the words were finished, the strong man rushed up.

He had broken his arms and couldn't fight with his fists, and he kicked Liu Zhengyang directly into the heart.

Liu Zhengyang held his ankle with one hand to stop his attack, and at the same time punched him in the knee.

Click!

Even the thick legs could not withstand Liu Zhengyang's fist force and he broke his bones again.

Although the strong man was mentally prepared, he still screamed in pain.

"Brother!" The middle-aged man was distraught and rushed up to fight desperately.

Unfortunately, he was also easily knocked down by Liu Zhengyang.

Even in their prime, they are not Liu Zhengyang's opponents, let alone now?

The strong man was anxious and angry, shouting anxiously: "Brother! Why didn't you run away? Why did you die?"

"The current situation is so bad, so how can I escape if I want to?" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, looked at Zhong Qinglei and the chief and said, "Liu Zhengyang brought so many people here, and it's not something you can stop alone. It's better to die a little bit."

The strong man followed and looked at Zhong Qinglei and the chief, and suddenly had nothing to say.

Yes, their numbers are a disadvantage, and it is impossible to succeed after the final success.
Chapter completed!