Chapter 4079 Who Dares to Touch This Master’s Swordsmith?

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

Pan Xiangting said with a smile.

When the sword master heard this, his expression suddenly froze on his face.

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

He didn't believe that his son didn't care about family affection.

Even if you are a beast, sometimes there is some emotion.

Is his son worse than an animal?

"My daughter has been poisoned by cold air, and there is no possibility of cure in this life. Death is only a matter of time. In this case, before she dies, it is better to serve as a sacrifice, so that I, the father, can gain greater gains. "

As Pan Xiangting spoke, he used his consciousness to lock onto the wooden house.

There seemed to be two other people inside besides his daughter.

But they are all very weak, so they were probably hired by their father to take care of their daughters.

"No, Xiaowen can be cured. I have found the medical god who can cure her cold poison. With this medical god here, Xiaowen will definitely become healthy!"

His son's strength has become so powerful that the master swordsmith knows that there is no chance of winning against his son today.

But no matter what, he must protect his granddaughter's life. Since his son thought that his granddaughter could no longer be saved, he told him about the god of medicine.

This should dispel his son's thoughts.

"Stop insisting. No matter whether it's a medical god or a medical sage, they can't cure Xiaowen's illness!"

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

"Now I have given up all family ties. My goal is to become a ghost in the upper underworld!"

"As long as I sacrifice Xiaowen, I can become the Ghost Lord. You also know that the Ghost Lord is the most powerful ghost clan under the Ghost King. I will live a more carefree life than in the Holy Land!"

The sword master's eyes shrank, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice:

"What are you talking about? Give up family ties, give up the Pangu clan, and want to become a ghost clan in the upper underworld?"

The swordsmith stared in front of him. Although his son was under great pressure before, he could at least distinguish right from wrong. But now, he could only see indifference in his son's eyes.

"Asshole, what did you ghost clan do to my son?"

He cast his gaze directly at the ghost figure beside him, with flames about to burst out of his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong!"

The ghost figure on the side shrugged, "We didn't do anything to your son. He came to you on his own initiative. He went crazy and felt like he was being pressed by a mountain. It was extremely painful. Only we ghosts can let him go." Stress is reduced.

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

I heard that his daughter was suffering from cold poison and has not died after so many years. She has an absolutely yin constitution. For my master, she is a supreme furnace, so we have decided on her today! "

"What did you say?"

The swordsmith is also a master, and the murderous intention in his body is no longer suppressed in any way.

Of course he knows what a furnace tripod is.

Those who are used as furnaces will be worse off than dead.

But the other party wants to use her granddaughter as a furnace, which is absolutely unforgivable!

"It seems that my father is really murderous towards me at this moment. Although I no longer have any family ties with him, it is always not good for me to kill my father with my own hands. Guiying, let you kill him. After that, we will take Xiaowen away."

Pan Xiangting said to the ghost next to him.

"no problem!"

The ghost waved his hand.

Four more black ghost figures came out of the thick fog.

"Four more ghost generals are here, you really think highly of me!"

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

The new ghost figure exudes a strong ghost energy, and it seems to be a high-level ghost soldier.

And his own strength is already less than half of what it was at its peak. In addition, there are environmental bonuses to the ghost clan at night, so today is probably a bad day.

But he made up his mind that even if he died today, he would still find a way to let Lin Tianyou leave the house with his granddaughter.

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

He sent a message to Pan to make a knife.

"What about you, Master?"

Banku Dao asked.

"I'll stall them here!"

The master swordsmith looked back at his apprentice.

It's like saying a final farewell.

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

Pan Zaodao had a previous battle with Pan Xiangting, and he had already understood that he could not win on his own.

Since the master decided to sacrifice himself, he would respect the master's decision.

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

After saying that, Panzao Dao rushed towards the wooden house.

"Want to tip off someone?"

Pan Xiangting sneered and chased after him. At the same time, the ghost shadow joined forces with the ghost soldiers who appeared and attacked the sword master.

"What?"

Pan Zaodao had already run fast enough, but he was still chased by Pan Xiangting.

His eyes narrowed, and he turned around and kicked behind him.

"snort!"

Pan Xiangting didn't dodge at all and punched him.

boom!

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and Pan Zaodao's leg was directly broken!

He fell to the ground, sweating all over from the pain.

"Make a knife!"

The swordsmith noticed the situation of his apprentice and shouted anxiously.

"Old man, how dare you get distracted while fighting us?"

The ghost sneered, already behind him, and slapped out with his palm.

The ghost energy condensed in the palm of his hand, and the sword master suddenly seemed to be chilled to the core.

He fell forward with a cry.

"Master!"

Pan Zao Dao's eyes are about to burst, I'm afraid they will all die here today.

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

The ghost shadow defeated the sword master and was about to kill him. Suddenly he thought that he might advance to the next level when he returned to Pan Xiangting, and his status would definitely be higher than his in the future.

If Pan Xiangting blames him for killing his father in the future and wants to settle a score with him, it won't be worthwhile, so he'd better ask clearly before talking.

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

Pan Xiangting was expressionless and answered coldly.

"Okay then, I'll kill your father, and you kill the giant."

The ghost laughed.

The two of them turned back to face the seriously injured man in front of them, preparing to strike the final blow.

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the wooden house.

"Have you ever asked me about the swordsmith who wanted to kill me?"

Everyone was shocked, stopped what they were doing, and turned to look over.

Under the night, a handsome figure pushed out the door of the wooden house. He was less than two meters tall and had no Pangu aura. It was obvious that he was a small human.

Pan Xiangting, Ghost Shadow, and the few ghost soldiers who appeared all stared at the elegant figure at the door with solemn expressions.

Except for those ghost soldiers, everyone else present was a top expert.

At least in this area, it is unrivaled.

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

There is no breath at all, and they can hide their breath better than the ghosts.