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Although the Sect Master Panmen was asking, judging from his expression, he had already realized something.

After all, he is the real Panmen Sect Master, and he has extremely rich experience in fighting Yuanman. He may have seen more Taoist monks than Xiao Qian. If you can't see the true intention of the Yuanman cultivator, then his age is really living on the dog.

Without the need for everyone to answer, the sect master of Panmen has already asked: "Little Qian, how much strength have we prepared to deal with it?"

"There are only three thousand people, including one hundred and thirty-seven monks at the Tao level." Xiao Qian lowered his head and said solemnly: "The monks of Yuanman can choose where they want to attack, but we have to deploy defenses everywhere. That's all there is to spare."

Liu Zhengyang listened to the communication between their father and son, and his heart was heavy.

Although they occupy the geographical advantage, they also have their own disadvantages, that is, the Yuanman monks who are in charge of the attack have the initiative. If they want to maintain a balance of power on the battlefield, they must increase their manpower, or find a way to raid the Yuanman monks eight hundred feet away.

But Yuan Man's cultivator must have taken precautions.

Want to raid them easier said than done?

"Three thousand?" Liu Zhengyang pondered for a while, and then said, "Uncle, Xiao Qian, can you listen to me?"

The door owner of Panmen and Xiao Qian were anxious like ants on a hot pot, and there was nothing they could do.

When they heard Liu Zhengyang's countermeasures, their eyes suddenly lit up, as if the destitute had met a savior.

"Uncle Liu, just say what you can do."

"Fortunately, you are here, otherwise, we can only mobilize other powerhouses from the rear to help."

The father and son of Panmen Sect Master said happily.

Liu Zhengyang said slowly: "The monks of Yuanman left some of their strength unused. Obviously, they wanted to use a small number of teams to entangle our people and consume our energy. When we are exhausted, the strength they reserved will attack in one fell swoop."

Panmen Sect Master and Xiao Qian also had a general opinion, so they did not raise any objections.

Liu Zhengyang continued: "Since you know the opponent's purpose, you can also judge that the monks of Yuanman will not attack in a short time. I can use this time to refine the immortal pill and increase the strength of the three thousand people, which is easy to fight. The opponent was caught off guard."

"Sounds reasonable, but..." The head of Panmen suddenly interrupted Liu Zhengyang.

He said worriedly: "The people of Yuanman already know that you are helping us, and they know that you can refine immortal pills, how can they be unprepared? Just using immortal pills to enhance the combat power of the three thousand people, I am afraid it is far away. Isn't that enough? Our opponent can be the southern district chief."

"Of course I know." Liu Zhengyang replied: "The head of the southern district went on an expedition in person, which means that he came for revenge, and he must be very determined, so the first-line powerhouses on our side must maintain their own state. Waiting for the final battle."

While talking, Liu Zhengyang turned to look at Zhong Qinglei next to him.

During the period when Liu Zhengyang and Panmen's sect master fell asleep, Zhong Qinglei obviously followed Xiao Qian.

When Liu Zhengyang looked at him, he could think of what Liu Zhengyang meant by thinking with his toes.

That is because he has a physical body that is not much inferior to Liu Zhengyang, and it is also a very important fighting force.

When the final battle is over, he will definitely make a move.