Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

Although the Sect Master of Panmen only introduced a few words to the Tibetan sword, it was enough to impress Liu Zhengyang.

There is no doubt that Tibetan Sword should be a love-hate existence in the central district.

Love, because as long as the weak can afford the money, they can let them kill the strong that they can't afford to provoke. And because Zangjian will definitely complete the task after taking over, they don't have to worry about wasting money because of their weakness.

Hate is because any normal cultivator would not want such an existence to threaten his own safety.

In the Central District, there were many strong men and forces who wanted to uproot the hidden sword.

However, since the Tibetan sword has survived until now, it proves that those people have failed.

"Let's forget about the hidden sword, let's see how Xiao Qian's guard died." Liu Zhengyang said.

He squatted down and carefully examined the body of Xiao Qian's bodyguard.

During the period, the Sect Master of Panmen, Xiao Qian, Zhong Qinglei and others naturally observed it earnestly.

When Liu Zhengyang finished examining the body, their faces were extremely ugly.

Because they did not see obvious battle marks on the body of the guard.

That is to say, the guards of the small money did not lose the battle and then get killed.

He was killed before he could resist effectively.

What is the concept of letting a strong middle hand in the Dao realm not even resist, and he has already been killed?

"The wound is only a stab wound on the throat, obviously the assassination was successful." Liu Zhengyang recalled the last time he fought the sword-hiding assassin, and said slowly, "He probably couldn't deal with that kind of weird attack. be killed."

When Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei slowly spoke out about the last battle, everyone present looked ugly.

"What is certain is that the power of Tibetan Sword may not be as strong as Yuanman, but their people are more difficult to deal with than Yuanman." Zhong Qinglei said with a dark face: "What's worse, we may have to use the power of Panmen, and at the same time. Deal with Yuan Man and Tibetan Sword."

When Zhong Qinglei said that he wanted to deal with Yuanman and Zangjian at the same time, the faces of the father and son of Panmen's sect master were even more ugly.

They understand Panmen's strength far better than Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei, and naturally understand the difficulties involved.

Moreover, they have to continue to carry it hard.

"Father, what should I do?" In despair, Xiao Qian still looked at his father first.

In his heart, his father was obviously more reliable than his master.

However, the face of Panmen's sect master turned ashen, and finally he shook his head resignedly and said: "Little Qian, you yourself know how much combat power we have inside Panmen, and the current situation is no longer something we can handle. I just hope, Those who hide swords should not go too far."

The Sect Master Panmen's words are no longer as hard as they were at the beginning, which means that he has already confessed.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he probably felt that it was too embarrassing to admit counseling, and then turned to ask Liu Zhengyang, "Mr. Liu, do you have any good suggestions?"

"I said, can we use the people who hide the sword in turn and let them assassinate the high-level officials of Yuanman?" Zhong Qinglei suddenly opened his mind and asked tentatively: "This way, the Tibetan sword and the Yuanman dog will be able to bite the dog, Then we will face a lot less pressure.”

To a certain extent, Zhong Qinglei's proposal is indeed a good method.

The eyes of the door owner of Panmen and Xiao Qian brightened.