Zhong Qinglei and Xiao Qian watched Liu Zhengyang play with Yuanman's monks in the back, and their expressions became strange.

There are at least 100 cultivators participating in the besiege of Liu Zhengyang. Although they are basically not at the Taoist realm, their momentum is quite huge. More importantly, once Liu Zhengyang dares to stop and get entangled with them, there will definitely be strong people coming out to surround Liu Zhengyang.

But under such danger, Liu Zhengyang responded easily, as if he was not the one who was threatened.

How could this make the Yuanman monk who participated in the siege feel?

"Suddenly, are those Yuanman monks a little embarrassed?" Xiao Qian asked.

"Somewhat." Zhong Qinglei nodded seriously and said, "So many people joined forces and were actually played by Liu Zhengyang as a fool. If this spread, their old face would be lost. If the Lord of Yuanman knew about it, he would have to be angry to death on the spot."

"Well, although it looks really good, we can't continue to waste time." Xiao Qian suddenly put away his smile and said with a serious expression: "There is not much time left for us. Since Leader Liu has opened up a way out for us, let's break through quickly."

Because of Liu Zhengyang's trouble, the Yuanman monks have basically been exposed.

They could not raid in the dark and naturally could not truly threaten the monks of Panmen.

So, Xiao Qian relied on the escort of a strong man and led the team to rush over.

Zhong Qinglei thought about it and felt it made sense. He didn't dare to waste time and quickly caught up.

Taking Liu Zhengyang as the sharp knife, Zhong Qinglei and others were as powerful as they were. Wherever they passed, they killed Yuanman monks and threw their armor and abandoned their armor. The blood flowed into a river, and the dense forest was dyed blood red. In the mountains and forests, Yuanman monks who had not yet died were still screaming.

After Zhong Qinglei and others joined the battle, the cultivators chasing Liu Zhengyang were gradually decreasing.

They didn't want to attack each other in front and back, so they could only split a part of their hands to fight Zhong Qinglei and others.

However, Zhong Qinglei and others were not Yi and others, and those who turned back to fight were also falling one after another.

After rushing out more than two hundred feet in one breath, Xiao Qian and Zhong Qinglei finally caught up with Liu Zhengyang.

"President Liu, thanks to you here today." Xiao Qian said with excitement and gratitude: "If it weren't for you to help us test and find the position of Yuanman monk, even if we can break out of the siege, we don't know how much price we will pay. We must repay you."

"Do you only know about Liu Zhengyang's evil now?" Zhong Qinglei smiled.

"Let's talk about things like thank you," Liu Zhengyang smiled slightly, and then said seriously: "We have not really escaped from danger yet. There are still many monks in the dark ambush ahead. Although their strength is not very good, they can delay our pace and consume our physical strength."

When Liu Zhengyang heard that there were Yuanman monks in front of him, Zhong Qinglei and Xiao Qian had their colors changed.

Xiao Qian said in shock: "No way? Yuanman's senior management actually prepared so many people here?"

"Liu Zhengyang, can you roughly feel the number and strength of those people?" Zhong Qinglei asked in a deep voice.

He had realized that it was impossible for Liu Zhengyang to keep playing as a striker because Liu Zhengyang's physical strength was also limited.

And after Liu Zhengyang was exhausted, the best candidate for this task would become him.

He must first have a rough understanding of the other party's strength.
Chapter completed!