"Do you mean that the location of this line of defense is not useful for a strong man at the level of the southern district chief?" Liu Zhengyang's heart tightened, and he quickly asked: "Moreover, there are as many as five such strong men?"

"Yes, the head of Yuanman's southeast and northwest districts, the master of the outside world." Panmen's sect master replied.

Liu Zhengyang stared at the battlefield below, lost in thought.

If the current geography can't stop people at the level of the southern district chief, what will they do when they rush up?

Moreover, will other monks of the same realm in Yuan Man also participate in the battle?

If this was a decisive battle against Panmen launched by Yuan Man, then Liu Zhengyang might have to face five terrifying monsters like the head of the southern district.

Just one is already so difficult, if there are five at the same time, is it worth it?

"Uncle, you Panmen should also have a powerhouse of that level, right?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

"That's natural, otherwise how can we compete with Yuan Man?" Panmen's sect master forced a smile and replied, "But because there is no immortality pill, the powerhouses in our realm can only barely support the undefeated."

The Sect Master of Panmen said in frustration, thinking that he had suffered a lot before coming here.

But while he was talking, his eyes suddenly lit up again, looking at Liu Zhengyang.

His eyes were as if a poor ghost had dug a gold mine.

Liu Zhengyang's heart tightened, and he didn't know what the sect master of Panmen was thinking. He vigilantly took a precaution and said, "Uncle, don't you want me to entangle a person at the level of the southern district chief? Now I can't!"

"No, no, that kind of thing doesn't need your help." The sect master of Panmen quickly denied it.

He smiled and said: "It is a waste of resources to let you such a high-level alchemist to fight. You only need to help us refine a large number of special immortal pills and improve our combat effectiveness."

The sect master of Panmen clenched his fists excitedly and said: "The people of Yuanman have bullied us for so long by relying on the physical strength of the Immortal Pill, we can use the way of the other side to return to the other side and let them taste the pain. ."

Liu Zhengyang laughed helplessly, and found that the sect master of Panmen is really not an ordinary vengeful person.

But from this, you can also see how uncomfortable they were playing before.

Liu Zhengyang readily agreed: "If you just want the Immortal Pill, it's very simple, but I can't make it for you right now."

"Why?" The Sect Master Panmen asked with wide eyes, puzzled.

Liu Zhengyang replied: "Because my current state is not enough to refine that level of medicinal pills, I still haven't rested enough. At most in this state, I can only use it to fight. Also, don't you think we should understand first? situation?"

Now the battle strength in Tianmen City is obviously not enough.

The powerhouses of Panmen should also need to guard all parties like the mayor of Yuanman.

Without understanding the situation, it is actually very risky to waste Liu Zhengyang's combat power to refine medicine.

At the same time, Xiao Qian has received the news that Liu Zhengyang and Panmen Sect Master woke up.

He took the team and all the blood and strode over.

Liu Zhengyang was quite surprised when he saw that Xiao Qian was covered in blood.

"What's the matter with you?" Liu Zhengyang asked in surprise: "You shouldn't be on the battlefield, right? With your combat power, do you want to die?"

When the door owner of Panmen saw his son's appearance, he was also shocked.

With Xiao Qian's current position, if he were killed in battle, the morale blow to Panmen would be fatal.