Liu Zhengyang was furious when he heard the mysterious man keep saying that he could not defeat him.

It’s not just because of the other person’s words, but also because of the other person’s attitude.

When the mysterious man said that Liu Zhengyang would never be able to defeat him, his face was full of pity, as if Liu Zhengyang was a child who was rolling around. For a strong man of Liu Zhengyang's level, this was definitely an unacceptable personality humiliation.

A monk in the Dao-Slaying Realm is actually regarded as a child who is trolling around?

What a joke?

Liu Zhengyang raised his strength to the limit and kept hitting the mysterious young man. Each punch made a shocking loud noise. The subsequent air fluctuations turned into a wind blade and slashed on Liu Zhengyang and the mysterious young man, like tornadoes.

Although they could not hurt them at all, at least the momentum was extremely huge.

Liu Zhengyang himself could also feel a huge reaction force coming from the feedback of his strength.

But what made Liu Zhengyang speechless was that even with such a terrifying attack, he could not hurt the other party at all.

If you insist on saying that it has any effect, it is probably that the other party's energy consumed a little.

Liu Zhengyang was speechless and a little discouraged.

The mysterious young man's mouth was slightly hooked, his hands were still flying up and down, resisting Liu Zhengyang's punches and kicks, and at the same time said: "Master Liu, I have said it's useless. If you are willing to play, I can play with you for a year until you are willing to give us resources."

"Be your dream of spring and autumn!" Liu Zhengyang was so angry that he almost exploded and punched him hard again.

The moment he hit hard, he regretted it.

Because of the huge gap in strength, no matter how fierce his attacks are, they will be ineffective.

Fleet struggles will only be regarded as jokes by the other party.

As the mysterious young man thought at the beginning, he just treated Liu Zhengyang as a child who was rolling around.

"What to do? What to do? What should I do to hurt him?" Liu Zhengyang hurriedly thought: "I have been fighting for so many years, but I have never tried to be insulted like this. If I don't give him a little color, where will my old face be put? But what can I do to hurt him?"

Speaking of the solution, Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but look up at the sky.

He thought of the energy storm he had leveraged for two consecutive times.

As long as he just looked up, he felt that he had done something stupid.

Because the first two times he used the energy storm to kill the enemy was because the opponent besieged the alliance for a long time, causing a lot of free energy to float in the void outside the alliance. As long as those energy is slightly guided by Liu Zhengyang, it can turn into a fierce attack.

But here, Liu Zhengyang has no energy to borrow.

"Don't be proud, I have a way to deal with you." Liu Zhengyang said gritting his teeth.

"Is that so? Then I'm looking forward to you performing for me." The mysterious young man said in anger.

Liu Zhengyang must admit that he was indeed so angry.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, slowly transformed the energy in his body into demonic energy, and then attacked the young man.

Although only one strand can penetrate into the opponent's body at a time, it is enough.

After fighting for about half an hour, Liu Zhengyang was already exhausted and panting.
Chapter completed!