"Of course. If I do n’t send it to the Emperor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, what am I doing to do this stuff."

"His hiss!"

After seeing Fan Tong nodded and admitted, Fengming all took a breath and looked at Fan Tong like a monster.

To be honest, the current Fan Tong made them feel a little scared. This guy is too fat and overcast.

A decision was raised in each of them, and they could not offend Fan Tong anyway in the future. Even if they were called Fan Tong at this moment, they would call Fan Tongsheng at 100% without hesitation.

At the same time, they also have some pity in their hearts. What kind of pity is naturally, after the mercy of those unscrupulous fools, it provokes Fan Tong, and provokes Fan Tong. Fan Tong finds a powerful woman and forces this fool. Get it on the screen, and then think of a way to send the screen to the power of this powerful man, hey, you just wait to be angered by this power, not to kill you, I will believe you .

Thinking of this, some of them sympathized with Dan Zong's head, Kong Yunzi, who made Dan Zong's head provoke his own master. However, they were also somewhat grateful for Dan Zong's head. Fortunately, Fan Tong did not get it. If a woman who is powerful during the fit or robbery period, if you can get the photos of these powerful adolescents, and nothing else, these powers will definitely kill the entire Danzong in minutes, so you have to say Danzong The head was lucky this time.

If Fan Tong knew that they were thinking about this at the moment, Fan Tong would definitely say, "I'm not going to find these powerful aunts. I really don't know buddies. Where can I find them?" Otherwise, if I have pictures of these mighty buddies, I will kill Dan Zong and Po Tian Jian Zong in two minutes.

"Several brothers, this is my plan. Presumably, you also understand my plan. Do you have anything to add?" Fan Tong glanced at several people and asked them.

"....." Feng Ming looked at each other and shook their heads. What else can they say about Fan Tong's plan? No plan can be more perfect than this one.

"That line, since you all understand, who sent this thing? It must be guaranteed that this thing will be delivered to the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Fan Tong raised a very substantive question, which is also the last step of this plan.

I ca n’t say that I ran to the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect with a thing, and said to Shoushan ’s disciples, “I want to see you in charge, and people will take you to see the head. How is this possible?

"This ... this ... this." A few people look at me, I look at you, and you don't know what to say.

To be honest, no one wants to send, after all, this is a risky job.

"Brother, you won't want me to send it. I've repaired this point, let alone see the Sovereign. It is estimated that I will not even break through the gate of Tianjian Sect."

Seeing a few people looking at themselves, Fan Tong was a little aggressive, and he pouted.

"Ahem, brothers, let me say a few words. Who will send it? This question is the most critical step of the plan. In my opinion, the person who sends this thing needs to cultivate himself as a very high person."

It was Fengming beside Fan Tong who said this, and at this time he frowned, and his face was a bit ugly. The plan was unsuccessful. It depends on the most important step. When he came here, he paused. Looking at the three monks named Jin, they said solemnly:

"Let me give you an example. First, if the people you go to are low, I think that the roots of the disciples of Shoushan Zongshou will not pay attention to you, and they will not send this thing to the sky in time. If the Sovereign Sword Sovereign cannot be delivered to the Sovereign Sovereign Sovereign tonight, then our plan will be considered a mess. "

"Second, it is also very important. The disciples of Shoushan delivered our things to the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Sovereign. If we say that the Lord of the Heavenly Sword sees this picture for the first time, he will definitely stand up Furious, I will definitely trace the source of this picture, so once the person who sent the picture sent something to the hands of the Heavenly Sword Sovereign, he must desperately escape, once he did not escape the God of the Heavens Sword Sovereign The sensing range, then, I think, most of the people who send the pictures are dead. "

"Also, with our several practitioners, let alone sending pictures, the disciples of Shoushan will not look at us squarely, let alone the disciples of Shoushan will send the pictures to the hands of the Heavenly Sect Master. Even if you step back ten thousand steps, even if the disciples of Shoushan send the picture to the hands of the Heavenly Sword Sect Lord, can we escape? We must know that the Heavenly Sword Sect's repair is the same as that of Dan Zong's master. They are all monks who have achieved great success in the later period of transformation, and they are still swordsmen. We have to kill them. "

After Fengming's voice fell, the room was silent, everyone's face was a bit ugly, Fan Tong's face was gloomy, but he never thought of these points, and Fengming's words were not unreasonable, and it was a fact.

Three minutes have passed, and no one in the room has spoken. The atmosphere is getting more and more dull. Does a wonderful plan just go like this? It is so wasted. Seeing that the time is approaching the evening, if this thing Can not be delivered to the hands of the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the fact that Danzong worships the mountain tomorrow will be nailed down.

"I think of a candidate, but I don't know if people will agree. After all, this is risking my life, not paying attention, running a step slower, and definitely can't bear the anger of the Heavenly Sword Lord."

After ten minutes had passed, Fengming opened his mouth lightly, but he didn't have much confidence in saying this.

"Oh? Brother Feng, who is this person, reliable spectrum?" Fan Tongyi heard this, a little nervous, even with monk Jin and others looked at Fengming nervously.

"This person is reliable. It was a subordinate I recruited for my host a few days ago. This person is called Ku Huayuan, a monk in the early days of Yuanying."

Fengming had a deep complexion, and he was also considering whether to let the old man come and tell him about it.

"Brother Feng, it's not too late. You should now give a message to this withering Yuan, let him hurry up and come over, now we don't have much time, and we can't find when. We have to fight Beat. "

Fan Tong's eyes flashed a strangeness, and he urged that it would not help to continue to consume it.

"Okay! I'll send him a message now!" Feng Ming nodded, took out his messenger jade tube, and sent a message to the old man.

At this moment, the withered old man is meditating in his own cave house. After taking the elixir given to him by the wind last time, the cultivation in his body is slightly loose. If there is no accident, within a month, he will definitely Break through the early Yuan Ying, advance to the middle Yuan Ying.