"Master of Panmen, since you already know what I want to say, why bother to deceive yourself?"

Zhong Qinglei first glanced at the leader of Panmen, then looked north, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "As a qualified commander, we must not be lucky in any way. Although we must have confidence in the battle we command, we must also make the worst plans."

The leader of Pan Sect looked at Zhong Qinglei deeply, then sighed, "I've been taught."

In fact, these principles should not be reminded by Zhong Qinglei.

As the real master of Panmen, the leader of Panmen should know these things better than anyone else.

The worst situation at the moment is that before Liu Zhengyang recovered, the powerful Dan Club had already arrived.

And the probability of such a thing happening is quite high.

If they can't stick to the defense line until Liu Zhengyang recovers, everything will be done.

Since this kind of thing will not happen because the leader of Panmen is lucky, then it is meaningless to be an ostrich.

The leader of Panmen clenched his fists and said, "I have adjusted my condition to the best and be prepared to die on the battlefield. If the situation is really bad, Mr. Zhong, please take Master Liu to escape first. I will delay the escape time for you, and it should be possible."

"Are you so great?" Zhong Qinglei was stunned for a moment, looking at the leader of the Pan Sect as if he was looking at the savage.

The leader of Panmen Sect smiled bitterly and said, "What's your look? Do you think I don't want to leave you and run away? It's just that I know myself. People who know the Danhui will definitely chase me to the ends of the world, and even use elixirs to buy my head. I will definitely not be able to escape."

The leader of Panmen is self-aware.

The reason for his stay was also clear.

If he stays behind and blocks Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei from leaving, Liu Zhengyang will have a chance to avenge him.

But if he leaves Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei and run away, it will only be a matter of time before he is killed by the powerful Dan Society.

So even for his son and their disciples, he could not leave.

Zhong Qinglei said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we shouldn't be so unlucky. Liu Zhengyang should have almost recovered. We only need to endure it for a while. I think if the strong men from the Dan Club need to be summoned, it is impossible for them to come just before Liu Zhengyang recovers."

Zhong Qinglei thought of the last time he hid the sword.

After all, in order to gain time, the last time, the sword hid was sent to kill many powerful people.

If Danhui also wants to gather combat power of that order of magnitude, the time it will definitely take is not much shorter.

However, as soon as Zhong Qinglei finished speaking, he and the leader of Pan Sect saw the smoke and dust rolling in front of him.

The yellow sand all over the sky seemed to be hit by a sandstorm.

They focused on looking forward, and instantly saw a large group of monks at the bottom of the yellow sand in the sky.

In other words, the strong men from the Dan Society finally arrived!

Except for the strong men of the Dan Society, it is impossible for so many cultivators to come so by chance.

The leader of Panmen glanced at Zhong Qinglei speechlessly and asked, "Mr. Zhong, is your mouth consecrated? Why don't you show off your magical powers and let them leave?"
Chapter completed!