This "Daddy" was like a thunderclap on the ground.

Draw everyone's eyes to the past.

Outside the gate of Kunbao Lingmu, there was an old man dressed in gray treasure clothes, embroidered with two quaint words of "Kunlun" on the treasure clothes, this sign is in Kunlun City, compared to any brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes are more dazzling, because it represents Kunlun Daomen.

The old man's head was tied with a white jade crown, his hair was a little gray, and his bright eyes flashed with a penetrating chill.

His name is Pan Pan, the outer gate elder of the Kunlun Daomen.

Of course, he is also Pan Mingkui's father.

Looking at his son who had his arm cut off not far away, a raging anger unconsciously rose in his chest.

"Big brother!" Pan Hai said to him, a little apprehensive in his heart.

Pan Mingkui was cut off by someone in Kunbaoju, and if he is to be held accountable, the second steward must be responsible.

"Dad, he broke my arm, and the second uncle wants to avenge me, but this Zen son of the Wuzen Temple wants to protect him, you quickly make the decision for me!" Pan Mingkui cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

Pan Pan heard his son's words, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

His eyes were red, he was old and had a son, and his wife died unfortunately after giving birth to Pan Mingkui, and he was old, if nothing else, there was only this one son, and the result was that this only one made people cut off his arm in public on his own territory, how could he bear it?

Pan Pan's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and he glared at Zenzi and said, "Zenzi, I will definitely kill this fang that hurt my son today, but you want to stop me?"

As he spoke, his gray-robed treasure robe was windless, and the breath that far exceeded the Cultivation Realm came out of his body.

Hurt his only son, and he also broke an arm, he must avenge this revenge, even if the other party is a Zen son of Wuzen Temple, he is not afraid.

Wu Chan looked at him, his eyes were calm on his face, and he said, "Elder Pan is angry, your son's injury is his own cause and effect, if Elder Pan insists on making mistakes again and again, it will cause an irreparable end!"

"I don't care what the outcome is, if you hurt my son, I want him to die!"

The spiritual power on Pan Pan's body was surging, and a red gold long sword appeared in his hand at some point, and the sword qi was swallowed, as if he was about to make a move in the next second.

Wu Chan looked at him and shook his head, and the Buddha beads in his hand slowly moved.

"This matter has nothing to do with Zenzi, are you sure you won't let it?" Pan Pan's eyes revealed murderous intent, and his voice was hoarse.

Chen Changan looked at this scene with a calm face.

He was about to open his mouth to thank Wuzen, and then he was about to flee.

Although the elder of the outer gate of this Kunlun Dao Sect has cultivated far beyond him, if he escapes with all his strength, the other party may not be able to catch up with him.

Wu Chan stood in front of him, but he had already spoken, and said, "Don't let me!"

Two people, it's just clear.

Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this.

For the sake of an unknown young man, this Zen son of Wuzen Temple did not hesitate to fight with the outer gate elders of Kunlun Daomen?

Who is this young man?

Why is it worth Zen to be so mutual?

If he is just an ordinary friend of Zen, they don't believe it even if they are killed, after all, there must be a reason why there are friends in the cultivation world.

However, whatever the reason, I am afraid that this matter will spread after today.

After all, behind the two people fighting against each other is one of the four transcendent forces.

Whoever wins without a way will cause countless disputes.

Pan Pan gritted his teeth, the killing intent in his reddened eyes was condensed to the extreme, the long sword in his hand was raised, and the red red light above the blade illuminated the entire Kunbaoju.

"It seems that this little thing today really can't be good!"

"Yes, it's not good to provoke anyone, just go and provoke Pan Mingkui!"

"This Elder Pan Pan is already a well-known favorite, and today I am afraid that there is no winner or loser, and it is impossible to let them go!"

The surrounding people watched this scene and whispered.

They looked at Chen Changan's gaze and shook their heads unconsciously.

Although they all knew that Chen Changan was not wrong, when Pan Pan came, it didn't matter if he was wrong or not.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a sword light broke through the sky outside Kunbaoju.

Liu Yu's figure swept into Kunbao's residence.

She stood in front of Chen Changan and Zenzi, her clear eyes staring coldly at Pan Pan.

"She's ...... Liu Yu!"

"The daughter of the First Sword Saint Liu Taiyi!"

"Why did she come here all of a sudden, is it ......?"

Everyone watched Liu Yu's figure suddenly appear, and their faces showed a look of horror.

Liu Yu's name is very loud in Kunlun City, unlike Pan Mingkui's, she is not only from an extraordinary background, but her cultivation and talent are even more unique to the younger generation of Kunlun, and many of the cultivators present are from the Beihai sect, so they are very familiar with this.

It's just that in the past, although Liu Yu appeared in Kunlun City, he almost never dealt with people.

What is the reason for coming here today?

Pan Pan saw Liu Yu in front of him, his old face changed color suddenly, and it was obvious that he saw the anger in Liu Yu's eyes.

Under everyone's eyes, I saw Liu Yu turn around, look at Chen Changan not far away, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, it was my negligence that caused you to encounter such a big trouble!"

Liu Yu's words fell, and everyone immediately showed shock.

What's going on?

The daughter of the First Sword Saint was actually apologizing to an unknown young cultivator?

Chen Changan glanced at Liu Yu, his eyes were cold, and said: "An apology is over?" I came to Kunbao Pavilion from Beihai to abide by the agreement, but the son of your Kunbao Pavilion steward was going to kill me if he didn't agree with him, and I fought back and cut off his arm, but it turned out that the elders of your Kunlun Dao Sect wanted to kill me, this is your hospitality?"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

Liu Yu bowed to Chen Chang'an and said apologetically.

Chen Changan could not come to Kunbaoju at all, he was in the Beihai Sword Pavilion, and if the other two pills of the Heavenly Pill were not given to her, she would not be able to help him.

As a result, people came to abide by the agreement, but after coming here, they encountered such a thing, which is indeed a bit unspeakable.

Chen Changan snorted coldly, his eyes sank, and said: "If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will go back to Beihai to retreat for ten or eight years, and as for the elixir, you will wait for the next person who can refine it to appear." ”

"Don't!"

Liu Yu's beautiful eyes froze, and a look of panic appeared on her pretty face, and she said, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter!"

As she spoke, she turned around, and her beautiful eyes swept coldly towards Pan Pan.

Pan Pan gritted his teeth, his face turned red, and he looked at Liu Yu and said, "He cut off my son's arm, and I ......"

"Shut up!"

Liu Yu looked at Pan Pan with both eyes, his face covered with frost, his eyes swept to Pan Mingkui on the side, and said, "You say, why did you kill Chen Gongzi?"

Pan Mingkui looked at Liu Yu's terrifying eyes, his mind was confused, and said, "I...... It's not me, I'm instigated, it's Wang Chuyuan...... Wang Chuyuan told me to let me vent his anger...... Wang Chuyuan?"

Even if he confessed Wang Chuyuan, Wang Chuyuan was no longer by his side at this time.

Only Pan Mingkui was alone in a panic against Liu Yu's gaze.

In that terrifying gaze, Pan Mingkui told the reason for the incident exactly what happened.

By the time he finished speaking, Xia himself was already scared of and urine.

After everyone heard this, they were immediately stunned.

It turned out that Pan Mingkui relied on his own power to vent his anger for that Wang Chuyuan.

This Pan Mingkui is really hateful, if this Chen Chang'an is an ordinary cultivator today, I am afraid that he would have died unjustly in Kunbaoju, but fortunately he is an iron plate, so Pan Mingkui's kick was broken.

"Elder Pan, do you have anything else to say?"

Liu Yu looked at Pan Pan coldly, although he was an elder of the outer gate, only the disciples of the Kunlun Dao Sect knew that the so-called outer gate elders were just old disciples who had practiced in the Kunlun Dao Sect for many years and had not entered the realm, and they were just arranged to be drudgery.

Pan Pan looked at his son's frightened appearance, his eyes showed a touch of pain, he bit his lip, and said, "It's the old man's mistake, the old man is willing to take all the responsibility!"

Liu Yumei's eyes swept coldly, looked at Chen Changan on the side, and saw that he didn't have any attitude, so he turned around and said, "I will report this matter to the sect, Kunbaoju is not suitable for you to take care of!"

When Pan Pan heard this, the complexion on his old face changed instantly, and his eyes were as gloomy as ash.

He was able to have a good reputation in Kunlun City today, naturally because he had spent a lot of effort to get the errand of managing Kunbaoju from the sect, and now that he had been stripped of this position, he would soon be almost the same as those ordinary outer sect elders.

Pan Mingkui was even more remorseful when he heard this.

He was able to live in Kunlun City today thanks to his father and the Kunbao Residence that his father was in charge of, and today, all this is gone.

His heart was so remorseful that his bowels were blue.

Why should I listen to Wang Chuyuan and stand up for him?

Thinking of the miserable life he would face in the future, coupled with the injuries on his body, he actually cried out loud.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and it unconsciously opened people's eyes.

How old are you now, and you can only cry when you encounter something?

Liu Yu glanced at Pan Mingkui coldly, then looked at Pan Pan again, and said, "If Elder Pan's son doesn't know how to take care of it, he can send it to the sect's Discipline Hall to take care of it, and I can say hello to the teachers of the Discipline Hall!"

Pan Pan's old face trembled, Kunlun's Discipline Hall is a place dedicated to punishing sectarian villains, if he lets his son pass, I am afraid that there will be no more days to live.

"No, no, I will definitely discipline him strictly in the future, and I will never let him come out to do evil again!" Pan Pan said in a panic.

"Humph!"

Liu Yu snorted coldly, then flicked his sleeves, and said: "Then what are you still doing in a daze, take him back and discipline him well, if one day let me know that Elder Pan has no time to discipline, I don't mind using my sword to help Elder Pan take care of it!"

"Don't dare, let's go!"

Pan Pan turned around, slapped a palm on the back of Pan Mingkui's neck, and then carried him behind him and walked quickly towards the outside of Kunbao's residence.

Behind them, Pan Hai, the second steward of Kunbaoju, was also stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed, he had already guessed his ending.