The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

Extreme cold.

A huge, invisible, sealed space.

The entire Frostbite Enclosure was a battleground of ice and fire.

A huge, transparent, hemispherical space was instantly split in two.

On the other side of the drunkard, the sky was ablaze with fiery red, scorching heat, a sea of ​​red battle clouds stretching across the mountains and plains!

On Qiu Baihen's side, there was a cold, murderous, and freezing white battle cloud.

Countless experts couldn't withstand the extreme temperatures and collapsed, coughing up blood. Even those with means of self-defense were unable to organize an attack and could only hide somewhere to survive, praying that the duel between the two would end soon.

For a moment, Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian felt like they were about to die.

But when one person pulled them, the two of them vanished into thin air.

……

boom--!

It took about seven or eight seconds.

Those few seconds felt incredibly long to everyone inside the Frostbite Shield; each second was excruciating, then another, and another…

Why isn’t it over yet?

Finally, the cold instantly crushed all the flames!

Boom!

Qiu Baihen stood still, coldly watching the drunkard.

The drunkard supported himself with one hand and coughed up blood.

His body was covered in countless wounds; his once strong muscles were now riddled with cuts from the icy grip, making him almost a blood-soaked figure.

Qiu Baihen laughed and said, "Only you would dare to fight so hard in this situation? Do you really think I'm so weak that I can't even take down half of the Five Old Men?"

The old drunkard wanted to speak, but before he could open his mouth, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Qiu Baihen raised his hands and shouted to everyone: "Today! The era of the Five Elders... has come to an end!"

Everyone panicked and withdrew their true energy, as they had just felt that they would be killed by the battle clouds generated by the clash between the two of them.

It's a miracle I survived.

Qiu Baihen said, "Old Drunkard, I'm a little sad, do you believe me?"

The drunkard laughed: "You rascal...hehehe...you're really strange. If you're going to kill, just kill, why all this fuss...cough cough..."

A head popped out of the soil, spitting out dust, then looked shocked.

Zhao Ritian called out loudly, "Senior Zuiweng!"

Zhao Ritian's head popped out too, he shook his head, shaking off countless specks of dust: "Drunk... no way?"

The drunkard glanced back at them and said, "I'm sorry, but I think this is the end of it. Ming Di Sha, take them and leave first. I'll hold this guy off."

Ming Di Sha poked his head out and screamed, "How long can you hold them off?"

The old drunkard said, "Twenty minutes."

Qiu Baihen roared angrily, "Twenty minutes!?"

Lu Chengwen stuck his head out, and when he opened his mouth, his mouth and nostrils were full of sand and dust.

He spat out a mouthful of blood: "Uncle-Master, save him!"

Ming Di Sha looked at Lu Chengwen: "That's Qiu Baihen! Not some nobody. Back then, he was on par with the Five Old Men. Now he has the Cold Extreme Cover and so many experts helping him. Are you crazy?"

Ming Di Sha said, "Alright! Twenty minutes it is, you drunkard. See you in the next life. Twenty minutes... should be enough."

The old drunkard laughed heartily: "If all else fails, then kill Lu Chengwen."

Lu Chengwen was stunned: "Holy crap..."

The drunkard continued, "Or..."

He lowered his head: "Only Lu Chengwen will be saved."

Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian said together, "I'll go."

Ming Di Sha nodded: "Retreat!"

Qiu Baihen laughed uncontrollably, slapping his thigh repeatedly: "This is really interesting, so interesting! Drunkard, what makes you think you can hold me off for twenty minutes? Ming Di Sha! Lu Chengwen, you take him with you first, we'll settle the score later. Leave the other two bastards for me!"

Zhao Ritian roared, "Sorrow and hatred, I'll fuck your mother!"

Qiu Baihen angrily retorted, "I... my surname is Qiu (仇)!"

Zhao Ritian pulled an arm out of the ground and pointed at it: "That's right! You're a ball!"

Ming Di Sha said, "Retreat!"

Lu Chengwen also reached out and grabbed Ming Disha by the collar: "Aren't you two on the same level? All you can do is run away!? Help! Save him!"

Ming Di Sha glared at Lu Chengwen: "Are you sick?! Don't you understand the purpose of this battle?! I can save him! But I have to kill you first! Everyone is protecting you, so run if you can! You're not happy? Hone your skills and get revenge on him later!"

"Wake up! I'll say it again, Qiu Baihen absolutely has the strength to rival your master! This is no joke!"

Long Aotian remained silent: "Uncle-Master, take him away."

Lu Chengwen said, "Senior Brother, we..."

"Get out of here!" Long Aotian roared. "We watched the entire battle, and not a single cowardly sissy was on the other side! This time is different from before! Without decisiveness, without the awareness to step over the corpses of our comrades to survive, we have lost completely!"

Qiu Baihen shook his head: "Damn it...you bunch of little bastards...I really...do you really think you can escape with three people in front of me?"

Ming Di Sha laughed heartily: "I'll only bring one!"

Zhao Ritian nodded: "Yes! Martial Uncle, who are you planning to bring?"

Ming Di Sha looked at Zhao Ri Tian: "You."

Zhao Ritian angrily said, "No way!"

He cried, "Although I'm very touched, you should take Lu Chengwen with you! Long Aotian is already impotent..."

Long Aotian, who was initially quite touched, instantly became speechless: "It wasn't Zhao Ritian, you bastard..."

Zhao Ritian exclaimed excitedly, "Their target is Lu Chengwen, we won't give it to him! We'd rather die than give it to him!"

Lu Chengwen said, "It's not Zhao Ritian... what do you mean by 'I'd rather die than give it to him'?"

"The literal meaning."

Qiu Bai was both angry and amused.

Clapping hands: "Interesting, interesting! These three kids are quite like you guys back then! But you guys were already famous in the martial arts world when you were just teenagers, how come these three are acting so crazy?"

Qiu Baihen said to his female assistant, "I'll kill Zuiweng, and you take some men to hold off Ming Disha. Five minutes at most. I can take care of things here."

The female assistant replied, "Yes!"

The drunkard straightened up, took out a wine flask from his robes, and shook it.

"Damn it, there was no wine at the last minute. I'm going to die with regrets, damn it."

Ming Di Sha grabbed Lu Chengwen's shoulder: "Drunkard, see you in the next life, bye!"

"Okay, get lost. I'll kill you in my next life."

Lu Chengwen roared, "Wait a minute!"

Ming Di Sha roared angrily, "Are you fucking done yet?!"

Tears streamed down Lu Chengwen's face, forming two small streams on his dusty face.

"I have wine, just give it to him and leave."

Ming Di Sha was somewhat saddened, but he nodded nonetheless: "Hurry up."

Lu Chengwen pulled out an arm and held up the bottle of wine he had just swiped before leaving: "Senior!"

He shouted loudly, then choked up instantly: "This junior offers you a bottle of wine as a token of respect! May you have a safe journey!"

The old drunkard laughed heartily: "Good lad! As long as there's wine! I knew it! How could I, this old wine jar, die a sober death?! Hahahaha! That's refreshing!"

Qiu Baihen narrowed his eyes and struck out with a palm!

"Drink my ass!"

Ming Di Sha quickly blocked it.

At that moment, a fishing line swung out and hooked the bottle, pulling it away.