Dragon King I Am Supreme

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"It's beautifully done, so it saves us a lot of trouble!"

Pan Xiangting said with a smile.

When the swordsmith heard the words, his expression suddenly solidified on his face.

"Xiang Ting, she is your daughter, do you really want to use her as a sacrifice? You made this cruel?"

He doesn't believe that his son doesn't talk about family affection.

Even if it is a beast, sometimes there is something sentimental.

Isn't his son better than a beast?

"My daughter is already suffering from the poison of cold air, and there is no cure in this life. Death is only a matter of time. In this case, before she has died, it is better to serve as a sacrifice, so that my father can get even greater gains. "

Pan Xiangting said while using his own consciousness to lock the wooden house.

There seemed to be two people besides his daughter.

But the strength is very weak, it should be the father invited to take care of the daughter.

"No, Xiaowen can be cured. I have found the **** of medicine to treat her cold toxin. With this **** of medicine, Xiaowen will definitely get healthy!"

The strength of the son has changed too much, and the master swordsmith knows that he has no chance of winning the battle with his son today.

But no matter what, the life of the granddaughter must be protected. Since the son thinks the granddaughter can't be saved, then he will tell the matter of the **** of healing.

In this way, it should be able to dispel the son's thoughts.

"Don't insist anymore, no matter the **** of medicine or the saint of medicine, they can't save Xiaowen from the disease!"

Pan Xiangting took a step forward, and his voice became very crazy.

"Now I, I have abandoned all family affection, my goal is to become a ghost race in the upper underworld!"

"As long as I sacrifice Xiaowen, I can become the ghost master. You know, the ghost master is the most powerful ghost clan under the ghost king. I will be more chic than living in the holy land!"

Master Swordsmith shrank his eyes, couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, and said in a trembling voice:

"What are you talking about? Give up family affection, give up Pangu tribe, and go to be a ghost tribe in the upper underworld?"

The Swordsmith stared at him. Although this son was under pressure before, he could at least distinguish between right and wrong. But now, from his son's eyes, he can only see a coldness.

"Damn, what did you ghost do to my son?"

He directly cast his gaze to the ghost shadow on the side, and there was flame about to burst out of his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong!"

The ghost on the side shrugged, "We didn't do anything to your son. He came to the door on his own initiative. He became crazy and felt that he was crushed by a mountain. The pain was extremely painful. Only our ghosts can let him. The stress is reduced.

But our ghost clan is not a place to open a shantang. If we want to reduce the pressure, we have to exchange sacrifices.

I heard that his daughter suffered from cold and has not died for so many years. It is tantamount to a physique of absolutely yin. For my master, it is the supreme furnace, so today we decided on her! "

"What did you say?"

The swordsmiths did the same, and the killing intent of the whole body was no longer suppressed.

Of course he knows what Luding is called.

People who are regarded as furnaces will live better than die.

But the other party wants her granddaughter to be a stove, absolutely unforgivable!

"It seems that my father is really killing me at this moment. Although I have no family relationship with him, it is always not good to let me kill my father personally. Ghost, let you kill him, kill him. After that, we will take Xiaowen away."

Pan Xiangting said to the ghost next to him.

"no problem!"

The ghost waved.

Four more black ghosts came out of the thick fog.

"Four more ghost generals are here, you really look up to me!"

The Swordsmith's eyes were solemn and his voice was low.

The newly emerged ghost image exudes a strong ghost energy all over, and it seems to be a high-level ghost soldier.

And his own strength has long been less than half of the peak, coupled with the environmental bonus to the ghost clan at night, I am afraid that today is more fortunate.

But he settled his mind, even if he died today, he still had to find a way to get Lin Tianyou to leave the house with his granddaughter.

"Make a knife, find a way to get into the house, and let the **** of medicine take my granddaughter out of here."

He sent a message to the pan to make a knife.

"What about you, Master?"

Pan Zao asked.

"I will delay them here!"

The swordsmith looked back at his apprentice.

It seems to be the final farewell.

"Okay, when I become stronger in the future, I will come back to avenge you!"

Pan Zao Dao had previously fought Pan Xiangting, and he had already understood deeply that he couldn't win with him.

Since Master decides to sacrifice himself, then he respects Master's decision.

If there is a chance in the future, I will avenge the master again.

After finishing speaking, Pan Zao rushed towards the wooden house fiercely.

"Want to confide in the news?"

Pan Xiangting sneered and had already chased him. At the same time, the ghost also joined forces with the ghost soldiers that appeared to attack the sword master.

"what?"

Pan Zuo Knife ran fast enough, but he was still chased by Pan Xiangting.

He condensed his gaze, then turned and kicked behind him.

"Humph!"

Pan Xiangting didn't evade at all, and threw a punch in the past.

boom!

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the leg with the sword was beaten and broken!

He fell to the ground, sweating all over his body in pain.

"Make a knife!"

The swordsmith here noticed the situation of his apprentice and yelled anxiously.

"Old man, fight with us, do you dare to be distracted?"

The ghost and **** sneered, had already deceived him, and slapped out a palm.

The ghost spirit was condensed in the palm, and the swordsmith suddenly seemed to be beaten to the heart.

He fell forward with a wow.

"Master!"

The sword's eye is about to split, and today I am afraid that they will all die here.

"Pan Xiangting, can I really kill your father?"

Ghost image defeated Master Swordsmith and was about to kill him. Suddenly he thought that this time he would go back to Pan Xiangting to advance, and his status would definitely be higher than him in the future.

If he blamed him for killing his father in the future, it would not be worthwhile to ask him to settle the account.

"Let's do it, I have nothing to do with him."

The face was straight and expressionless, and he answered indifferently.

"Well, I will kill your father, and you will kill the giant."

The ghost smiled.

The two turned around, facing the seriously injured person in front of each other, preparing to strike a final blow.

At this moment, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made an indifferent voice from the wooden house.

"The swordsmith who wants to kill me, have you ever asked Ben Shao?"

Everyone was shocked, they stopped their movements, turned their heads and looked over.

Under the night, a handsome figure pushed out the door from the wooden house. He was less than two meters tall and did not have the breath of the Pangu tribe. Obviously, it was a small human tribe.

Pan Xiangting, ghost shadows, and the few ghost soldiers who appeared all stared at the elegant figure at the door with a solemn expression.

Except for the ghost soldiers present, everyone else is top master.

At least in this area, there is no one invincible.

But none of them discovered how Lin Tianyou opened the door and appeared.

There is no breath at all, and it can hide a breath more than their ghost race.