boom!

Zhang Feng looked at Liu Zhengyang with dissatisfaction, then used his strength to launch an energy attack.

Because Liu Zhengyang had just concluded that he could not detonate the energy arrow, which made him very upset. Since Liu Zhengyang gave him the opportunity to perform, he certainly had to hold back his energy and prove that he was not as unbearable as Liu Zhengyang thought. He was holding back his energy, and at the same time, just in case.

Zhong Qinglei, the leader of Pan Sect, and others stared at each other, waiting for Zhang Feng's attack result.

Zhong Qinglei said slowly: "Zhang Feng, you have to work hard. Don't let Liu Zhengyang look down on him. And I'm also very curious. Energy itself is a very unstable thing. If you don't pay attention, you may explode. Why does Liu Zhengyang think that you can't detonate the energy arrow."

"No, Zhang Feng, you are already a cultivator at the Dao Realm level now." The leader of Pan Sect said: "Although it is nothing compared to the strong men of Dou Sect, you should still be able to do such a small thing as detonating energy attack, right? As long as you can succeed, our chances of winning will increase several times."

"Even if you don't say that, I will do my best." Zhang Feng replied.

Zhang Feng raised his energy to the limit he could withstand in one breath, and then bombarded the energy arrow.

The gray light film was naturally easily passed by him.

However, when his energy attacks and energy arrows collided with each other, something amazing happened.

I saw that the energy attack produced by Zhang Feng was like a flea that bounced onto a dinosaur. It could not have any impact on the other party, so it shattered itself. What is a snail shaking a tree? What is an overestimating one's ability? Zhang Feng's attack is the best example.

Thinking about the Haikou I just praised, Zhang Feng's old face suddenly turned red like a baboon's ass.

He said awkwardly: "How could this happen?"

"Actually, this result is normal." Liu Zhengyang said calmly: "As long as you think carefully, you will know that if the attacks carefully prepared by Doumen monks are so easily detonated, will they still need to waste energy? They must have a way to prevent weak attacks."

"It seems that we can only rely on us. At worst, we can go down with Doumen Moji." said the leader of Panmen.

Zhong Qinglei also nodded and said, "Anyway, there will be no danger in life. At most, I'm a little tired. What's there to be afraid of?"

At the same time, the monks of Doumen have also found that their attacks cannot be effective in a short period of time.

The Doumen powerhouses who arranged the formation all looked at their superiors and waited for the next order.

After all, in their opinion, since the attack is ineffective, there is no need to waste energy and do meaningless things.

However, their superiors obviously don't think so.

Their superior is a man in his early thirties. He was looking at the direction of the alliance and sneered, saying, "Don't be scared by Liu Zhengyang's alliance. There is no absolutely powerful force in the world. Whether it is attack or defense, the gray light film has such a terrifying defense. It will definitely cost a lot of money to continue attacking me!"

Under the tough request of the superiors, the monks from the Doumen had to bite the bullet, no matter whether they were willing or not.

The battle that could not be seen in a short period of time continued.

A month passed in a blink of an eye...
Chapter completed!