Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei could think with their toes that things would never be as simple as Panmen's sect master said.

Because if the things in the stone palace can be destroyed at will, the arrangement of traps will become meaningless.

Therefore, either the wall of the stone palace is too hard to be easily destroyed, or even if it is destroyed, it can counteract the person who attacked the wall and kill the person who did the destruction. In Liu Zhengyang's view, two possibilities should exist at the same time.

"Sect Master Panmen, why don't you try it?" Liu Zhengyang said with a smile: "You are the strongest among us and the one who made suggestions. It should be the easiest for you to destroy the wall."

However, Liu Zhengyang's very reasonable request was rejected by the owner of Panmen without hesitation.

He shook his head vigorously and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? We'd better find a way to move forward honestly."

Liu Zhengyang rolled his eyes and was speechless.

"So, the pathfinder has become me again?" Zhong Qinglei pointed to his nose and said with a gloomy expression: "Why do I feel that if I fall into a trap, there is no way I can survive with my strength? Liu Zhengyang, why not? Do you want to help me?"

"Do you think it is more dangerous to face traps, or more dangerous to face assassins who hide swords?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

Without thinking, the answer to this question is obvious.

So Zhong Qinglei replied without hesitation: "It must be the assassin who hides the sword is more terrifying."

After a pause, he drooped his head again and said dejectedly: "I understand, then let me come."

"Wait!" Liu Zhengyang thought for a while, and then took out a pullback token from the secret palace and handed it to Zhong Qinglei.

Zhong Qinglei took the Huili standard, stunned for a moment, and then looked at Liu Zhengyang suspiciously.

He didn't understand the usage of Huilibiao at all, let alone Liu Zhengyang's thoughts.

Liu Zhengyang explained slowly: "You should know about the secret palace, I just suddenly remembered this thing, it can be thrown by you a certain distance, and then return automatically, so that you don't have to worry about the traps hurting you, at most consumption Your little stamina."

"If you have such a good thing, you should take it out earlier." Zhong Qinglei laughed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Holding the pullback marker, he walked to one of the passages and threw the pullback marker out.

Whoosh whoosh!

As a series of arrows flew out, the walls of the passage were immediately filled with arrows made of metal.

It is conceivable that the walls in this stone palace must be so hard that even a monk cannot easily destroy it.

But those arrows can easily pierce into the wall, God knows how amazing the force on them is.

Even if Liu Zhengyang or Zhong Qinglei entered, they would most likely be stabbed into hedgehogs.

Liu Zhengyang and the other three looked at the arrows on the wall, and suddenly felt a cold swishing on their backs, and the whole body was emitting cold air.

Especially the sect master of Panmen, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with lingering fear: "If it was me who entered just now, am I dead? I finally know why the powerhouses who attacked Tibetan swords before were unsuccessful. We Every difficulty faced can kill a large number of monks."

"No! You are wrong!"

The Sect Master of Panmen had just made a judgment when a man's voice suddenly sounded in the stone palace.

The man said slowly: "The people who attacked us in the past were all killed, and the traps were only used to intercept the little guys and save our physical strength."