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

Antarctic was furious: "I'm not going to waste words with this madman, let's attack!"

The drunkard said, "Keep him here!"

Qiu Baihen laughed loudly: "You guys?!"

He turned around, put on his cloak, and instantly his figure flashed hundreds of meters away.

Antarctica's figure instantly appeared a hundred meters away, and the two exchanged a palm strike.

Qiu Baihen had no intention of fighting. He only exchanged one palm strike with the opponent before instantly changing his position and reappearing in another place.

In another location, the fisherman suddenly appeared: "Where are you going!"

boom!

After a fierce exchange, Qiu Baihen vanished instantly, reappearing in another location. Antarctica had already arrived, and the ambush was successful.

Qiu Baihen roared in fury: "You're asking for death!"

However, it still only lasted one move before disappearing instantly.

The fisherman spread his arms wide: "A net stretching to the heavens and the earth!"

Countless threads of true energy descended from the sky, like a torrential downpour!

Everyone was utterly shocked. So strong!

But the next instant, Qiu Baihen appeared behind Lu Chengwen.

Lu Chengwen was so terrified that he didn't even have time to turn his head. Before he could see Qiu Baihen's face, he felt a hand grabbing his neck.

At this moment, the drunkard suddenly appeared: "Explosive fire!"

call--!

Qiu Baihen angrily shouted, "You damned wine jar!"

The drunkard spat out a mouthful of liquor that exploded into flames, and exchanged a palm strike with Qiu Baihen.

Having failed to capture Lu Chengwen alive, Qiu Baihen turned and darted off in another direction.

Antarctic shouted, "Treasure Point!"

boom!

A huge rock shattered, and countless pieces of rock floated in mid-air. He watched the movement of the broken pieces and noticed that one piece of rock had moved.

They charged forward in an instant!

"Where to go!"

With a single palm strike, he knocked Qiu Baihen's cloak to the ground.

stunned.

Turning around, Qiu Baihen and the old fisherman exchanged another palm strike, and the old fisherman's palm force shot out a long distance.

The angler followed closely behind with countless fishing lines.

Qiu Baihen laughed loudly: "The Fifth Elder is nothing special!"

The fisherman's fishing line caught up and got tangled in Qiu Baihen's, who fell to the ground with a thud.

The fisherman caught up with him, shouting, "I'll kill you one more time!"

Qiu Baihen roared, "Rebel against Heaven and Earth!"

"What!?"

Antarctica gasped in surprise: "Holy crap!"

Their figures were already close, and Qiu Baihen, fighting two against one, was at a disadvantage.

However, he didn't intend to fight to the death; he simply kept using his lightness skill and teleportation technique to escape.

Antarctica roared, "Chou Baihen, you're not leaving today!"

The three of them fought further and further apart.

The drunkard suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, clutched his chest, and almost fell over.

Lu Chengwen helped him up: "Senior."

The old drunkard gazed into the distance: "He's gotten stronger. He even tried to take you away right in front of us. How utterly arrogant!"

Lu Chengwen said, "You should take a rest."

The three of them fought further and further apart.

The old drunkard sensed something was wrong: "Something's not right! The Extreme Cold Cover... no one's taking it in?!"

"Yes, I have."

A person emerged, draped in a white cloak.

He stood right in front of the group.

The old dean slowly pulled off his cloak, revealing a head of white hair.

He looked at the drunkard with a smile on his face.

"It's really you."

The old dean nodded and looked into the distance.

"Chou Baihen is just like he was back then, naive, confident, and arrogant. You're right about one thing: he's young not only in appearance but also in his mind."

The old drunkard laughed loudly: "You rascal, you're the most cunning one! If Qiu Baihen knew you were playing him like this, he would definitely come after you to the death."

"you are wrong."

The old dean said, "He knew my plan from the very beginning, which is why he still wanted to take Lu Chengwen away until the very end. He was just too confident. He firmly believed that I wouldn't have a chance to interfere, and that he and his assassins could take you down on their own. But he didn't know that the old fisherman was fishing nearby, nor did he know that the Sword Saint was waiting in the neighboring county for Antarctica to play chess."

"you know?"

How would I know?

The old dean said calmly, "Nobody knows how you guys will act freely. It's all fate."

The drunkard said, "Then you must feel that you've had a very good day?"

"Yes."

The old dean smiled and said, "I'm just taking a gamble. If Qiu Baihen fails again, then my time will come."

The old drunkard laughed loudly: "Aren't you afraid I'll break your legs again?"

The old dean's smile vanished.

"The Elder Council has existed for over two hundred years and has always been the supreme authority in the martial arts world, commanding all heroes."

"Only during my term did you few bastards rise to power. You disregarded everything, broke the rules, and even forced me to reshape the underworld according to your own goals."

"Look at what's happened now! The four major families are all acting independently, paying lip service to the Elder Council while secretly defying it. Fifty years ago, this would never have happened!"

The old drunkard snorted: "You are all stuck in your ways and refuse to make progress. Tiangang tried to reason with you at first, but you treated us like third-rate swindlers and tried to intimidate us with force. Someone like you, lacking both breadth of vision and strategic thinking, is not worthy of commanding the heroes and managing the Elder Council. If Tiangang hadn't said you were still useful back then, I would have burned you to death long ago!"

The old dean roared in anger: "Bullshit!"

He suddenly struck out with his palm, which the drunkard bravely caught.

boom!

The old dean remained motionless, while the drunkard took a few steps back and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

The old dean snorted: "Heavenly tribulation is a matter for Heaven. But you are my tribulation! I will not rest in peace if I do not kill you in this life."

Zhao Ritian stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "You treacherous villain! Taking advantage of someone's injury to start a fight for nothing! If you're so capable, go find Li Dabai and Yao Weng for a fair duel!"

The old dean said coldly, "Where did this idiot come from? I'll send you to your grave."

The old dean struck out with his palm, and Zhao Ritian mustered his true energy.

Unexpectedly, the drunkard pulled him away, and then the drunkard received another slap from the old dean.

This time, nothing happened.

The old dean took a half step back: "Huh?!"

The drunkard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "You really think you're the boss here?"

The old dean snorted: "I'll kill you first, then the other three. Whether it's the Fifth Elder or Qiu Baihen, one by one, you will all be trampled under my feet!"

The old dean instantly charged forward, and the drunkard took a deep breath: "Explode!"

call--!

A giant fireball made the three little ones feel as if the world before them was a sea of ​​fire.

Amidst the sea of ​​fire, the old dean and the drunkard fought one-on-one, exchanging blows with equal skill and determination.

The old dean roared, "You old but still vigorous, you wine jar! Let's see how many more tricks you can last!"

The old dean took a deep breath: "The glory of justice!"

The drunkard roared, "Long Aotian! Lend me the White Emperor's Fire!"

"Oh!"

Just as Long Aotian was about to unleash the White Emperor Fire, the old dean kicked him, sending a burst of true energy flying towards Long Aotian.

The drunkard roared and rushed forward to block the true energy, but was struck in the back by the old dean's palm.

"Senior Drunkard!"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth and held up a white ice crystal flame in his palm!

"Xuanyuan—White Emperor! Fire—!"

Blood gushed from the old drunkard's mouth, and he laughed.

"Enough."

The old dean quickly came after them, yelling, "Die!"

The drunkard roared, "Ice Pillar!"