The hall master scanned the sword energy around him, then stared at Liu Zhengyang, and became silent.

His face became a little ugly, and his eyes were filled with hesitation.

Obviously, the two choices that Liu Zhengyang gave him were not the same as no matter how he chose. Because whether it was Liu Zhengyang's clothes were broken or his body was hurt, it was very embarrassing for an immortal emperor. Even if Liu Zhengyang didn't tell him, he could not pass the hurdle in his heart.

However, hesitation is obviously useless.

Because of his hesitation, he missed the precious reaction time, allowing him to passively take over Liu Zhengyang's fierce attack.

He protected the vital points of his lower body with one hand, and suddenly poked out with the other hand, firmly grasping Liu Zhengyang's gun that stabbed him, and said, "I admit that you are indeed a god who can use the strength of the Immortal Emperor Realm to force me to this extent, but don't be too happy too early! My strength is still above you."

"Maybe." Liu Zhengyang said without comment.

At the same time, he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and then exerted force on his waist and arms at the same time, picking up the palace master who was holding the gun, and then let the gun bar hit the ground like an iron hammer. As for the "iron hammer" of the "iron hammer", it is naturally the palace master himself.

Moreover, the palace master smashed his head towards the ground.

Liu Zhengyang said easily: "With the strength of the Palace Master, even if his head hits the ground, I don't think there will be too big problems, right? Why don't I test the power?"

The palace master had a dark face and had nothing to say.

Of course he had confidence in his physique and believed that Liu Zhengyang could not hurt him.

The problem is, that scene is too embarrassing!

The palace master quickly let go of his hands, then pushed his hands hard on the ground, finally avoiding the result of his head hitting the ground.

But before the palace master had time to be happy, his face solidified again.

Because he found out he was fooled!

The moment he supported the ground with both hands and let go of the gun, Liu Zhengyang suddenly rubbed his hands hard on the gun, making the gun spin like a drill bit. Then, Liu Zhengyang drove the rotating gun to stab the hall master directly at the belly of the hall master.

The palace master could not hide enough and was stabbed to fly backwards.

Bang!

The palace master finally stopped after he ran into an energy barrier in a panic.

Fortunately, they had already kept such a backup plan before the war started, and the consequences were really unimaginable.

The hall master who stopped looked down at his stomach, and was even speechless.

Because Liu Zhengyang's attack just now had broken through the surface of his belly, revealing the fat layer under his belly.

The blood had also flowed out, and it looked extremely dazzling on the stomach.

As for the clothes on the belly, they were naturally broken by the spear's spinning energy.

The problem is that he is an immortal emperor after all!

Even if you cannot use energy, strength, speed, and reaction power, your understanding of combat is still at the Immortal Emperor level.

As the Immortal Emperor, he was beaten so embarrassed by Liu Zhengyang and was injured!

Is this arguable?

This is unreasonable!

"I don't know whether to be happy or sad when you appear on our side." The palace master said in a complicated mood: "But I can be sure now that if you can really train you to the Immortal Emperor level, with the help of Antuhua and Xue Wuchang, you can definitely fight against all the monks in the Southeast Region alone!"

"Then can we seize the time and continue to practice?" Liu Zhengyang asked.
Chapter completed!