Liu Zhengyang was very relieved to be bowed in public by the door owner of Panmen.

At least, he felt that his hard work and efforts were not in vain.

However, he also believes that now is not the time to say such things.

"Sect Master Panmen, if it's similar, let's wait until the war is won." Liu Zhengyang said solemnly: "You have also seen that the monks of Yuanman may launch a violent attack at any time, and even the head of the southern district may also be directly into the war."

"Yes." The Sect Master of Panmen nodded earnestly and said, "It's a pity that there are not many strong people in Tianmen City, otherwise the rib of the Southern District Chief was interrupted, and then the strong people would be able to make a sneak attack, maybe they would be able to directly ask him Old life, it will not be so passive."

"You don't need to say this kind of meaningless words, and actively deal with the battle in front of you." Liu Zhengyang said.

Liu Zhengyang, Panmen Sect Master and others silently observed the movement on the battlefield.

And Xiao Qian was responsible for mobilizing the 3,000 people who were preparing for the battle.

It wasn't until the evening that Yuan Man's cultivators were truly mobilized.

They officially launched the main attack on Tianmen City.

It has to be said that although Liu Zhengyang and others are still 800 meters away from the other party, because the number of the other party is too exaggerated, the huge pressure has already hit the face. Even standing on the city wall, Liu Zhengyang still had the feeling that he was alone against thousands of troops.

"Do you want to fight directly?" Liu Zhengyang asked: "If they rush up, Tianmen City will be very dangerous."

"When Xiao Qian comes with a preparation team of 3,000 people, let's lead the team to fight." Panmen Sect Master said.

The master of Panmen is a person who fought side by side with Liu Zhengyang.

His face was a little gloomy, and he obviously remembered the situation during the battle.

When thousands of monks attacked together, even he and Liu Zhengyang couldn't withstand the attack.

If the same attack falls on Tianmen City...

Even if Tianmen City was protected by a large array, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Once Tianmen City was destroyed, their southern defense line of Panmen would be useless.

As the monks of Yuanman quickly approached, the Sect Master of Panmen and Liu Zhengyang could only pray for Xiao Qian to come back soon.

Fortunately, the monks moved very fast.

The monks of Yuanman had just made a move, and Xiao Qian had already rushed from the city with three thousand people.

He was panting and asked nervously, "Father, can I play?"

He looked at Panmen Sect Master with hot eyes, and wanted to fight with his father.

To a certain extent, he has a very pure monk's heart.

He longed to fight in blood on the battlefield.

However, with his current position, it is impossible for anyone to agree to his request.

After letting Xiao Qian stay and command in Tianmen City, Liu Zhengyang, Panmen Sect Master, Zhong Qinglei and others went out to fight directly.

After the official battle, even Zhong Qinglei put away his usual sloppy mentality.

He clenched the long spear that Xiao Qian provided him, and said with high fighting spirit: "It's been a long time since we fought seriously, Liu Zhengyang, do we want to kill more enemies than anyone else? If we don't kill more than 1,800, it's also a good idea. I'm so sorry for our strength."

Liu Zhengyang said angrily: "No opinion, but the head of the southern district head, I want to get 10,000 people."

"Liu Zhengyang, aren't you being rude? This team of monks from Yuanman adds up to just over 10,000." Zhong Qinglei complained dissatisfiedly.

Although the total number of cultivators in Yuanman was tens of thousands, they had already consumed a lot in the first five days of battle.

It's not bad to be able to maintain 10,000 combat power now.