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Chapter 3363 at the cost of life

The moment the young man suddenly appeared, Liu Zhengyang's brow jumped.

Because compared with previous attacks, the youth's attack angle is indeed much tricky and the speed has also increased.

He just thought that the Youth will attack from behind like he did just now.

Who knew that the other party had emerged from an unexpected place, and even Liu Zhengyang was caught off guard.

Of course, no matter how sharp the young man's sneak attack is, the absolute strength gap is enough to make Liu Zhengyang deal with it calmly.

Just as he wanted to retreat and avoid, the young man suddenly stepped on his instep, limiting his movements. At the same time, he held Liu Zhengyang's hands horizontally, so that Liu Zhengyang could not fight back from close range. In order to make this attack, the young man really took the initiative.

"Liu Zhengyang! Be careful!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhong Qinglei loudly reminded Liu Zhengyang and rushed forward to rescue him.

However, although his speed has increased slightly due to his practice a few days ago, it is still far from enough.

It was even more delusional to want to save Liu Zhengyang in such a flash of lightning.

He is just making futile efforts.

As the dagger in his hand got closer to Liu Zhengyang's chin, a smug smile gradually appeared on the young man's face.

In fact, he had already seen Zhong Qinglei approaching him quickly, preparing to attack his heart, and trying to save people through this.

Liu Zhengyang has also begun to fight back, and his left hand can only delay time at most.

In other words, even if he can successfully assassinate Liu Zhengyang, he must pay the price of his life.

However, as long as he can successfully kill Liu Zhengyang and complete the task, he will be willing to pay the price of his life.

puff!

The young man's dagger successfully pierced Liu Zhengyang's skin, causing blood to flow out.

The moment he bleeded, Liu Zhengyang's counterattack was successful and knocked the young man away.

Zhong Qinglei, who rushed up, also punched hard, directly piercing the young man's body.

The young man who suffered heavy losses seemed to be out of his life.

Liu Zhengyang wiped off the blood on his chin, touched the shallow wound left behind, shook his head and said, "What a pity, your life-suffering attack still has no effect at all. This injury is nothing to us monks. You should attack in another place."

"Cough cough cough!" The young man fell to the ground, coughing blood in big mouthfuls.

But his face was full of crazy joy.

He reluctantly said, "As an excellent assassin, don't I know that my chin is not a vital one? But when I attack you, you must be prepared for other positions, and it is difficult to break the defense. Only the chin is a flaw. Do you think it's okay to be cut through the skin? There is a poison on my dagger!"

As he spoke, the young man laughed happily.

He coughed in pain while laughing loudly, looking weird.

Liu Zhengyang was shocked and quickly realized his physical condition.

Zhong Qinglei also rushed up quickly and looked at Liu Zhengyang worriedly.

He wanted to ask about Liu Zhengyang's situation, but he saw that Liu Zhengyang was treating him and did not dare to disturb him.

Now he can only be anxious.

Liu Zhengyang sensed the situation in his body, then breathed a sigh of relief, took out the antidote and took it.

Fortunately, in order to prevent similar situations from happening, he used to refine various interpretation medicines in advance.

Moreover, there are many interpretive medicines that can be used in the Secret Palace.
Chapter completed!
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