After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

After everyone heard the news, their tense nerves relaxed.

They have all seen the power of Qiu Wuji and the power of the artifact in his hand.

When he breaks through the Supreme and returns, the situation will undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Daddy is finally coming back!"

"Yeah ヾ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ!"

Yaoyao danced excitedly.

She hadn't seen her father for almost ten years. If Chu Lan hadn't kept saying that her father had gone into seclusion, she would have thought that her father didn't want her anymore.

"Senior Minggui, Old Ghost Yun, Miss Zi, and Cai'er, the four of you will go with me to confront the enemy."

"The others stay in the tavern to maintain the operation of the formation." the Xueyi Hou ordered.

"Brother, it's just the five of you, just in case..."

"Don't worry, since Qiu Wuji and the others are back, we don't need to fight to the death. It won't be a problem for the five of us to hold them off for half an hour."

"That's right, they thought that we had consumed too much before. In fact, that was not the case. We have recovered nearly 70% of our strength, and we have no problem dealing with the Hualin sisters and Lin Zhiping."

The Ghost Supreme touched the small beard on his chin and said confidently.

"That's right, except for the three high-ranking supremes, the rest of them are vulnerable. Senior Yun and Sister Zifeng are more than capable of dealing with it." Cai'er said lightly, she was very confident.

She and Manager Yun both have the perfect combat power of the mid-level supreme. Together, they can fight even against the strong ones in the early stages of the upper-level supreme.

Coupled with Zifeng from the Crazy Blade Mercenary Group, it is enough to deal with the six middle-level supremes and dozens of lower-level supremes from Tianji Pavilion.

Although he couldn't win, as his master said, there was no problem in holding on for half an hour.

Boom~!

With a muffled sound, the Blood Tavern shook violently.

Ripples appeared on the formation barrier.

Another sneer came from outside, "Hou Yihou, are you trying to be a coward?"

"But how long can you last?"

"Let's see if I don't smash your three-layer turtle shell to pieces today!"

Hua Lin's voice echoed in the night sky, extremely arrogant.

"hehe."

The Xueyi Hou sneered and came out of the tavern.

Nether Ghost Supreme and others followed behind him.

Hua Lin looked down and saw five figures flying up.

The Blood-clothed Marquis stood with his hands behind his back, and the Nether Ghost Supreme stood beside him.

Behind them are Cai'er, Yun Pinghai and Zifeng.

"Hou Xueyi Hou, you have finally come out and you are still a figure."

"I still say what I said, hand over Qiu Wuji and the artifact, and we promise not to cause trouble to you again. In the future, our various forces can coexist peacefully." Hua Lin said coldly.

"Little Hualin, could it be that your brain was kicked by a donkey?"

"Do you think anyone will believe you when you say such high-sounding things?"

"If you want to do it, hurry up, don't wait around like a bitch."

The Bloody Marquis said, with a strong sense of ridicule in his words.

"The Bloody Marquis!" Hua Lin frowned when he heard this, and the shadows in the corners of his eyes were extremely thick.

"Hou Yihou, you are indeed very strong. We may not be able to keep you, but you are only one person and have no skills at all. How can you take care of others?"

"I remind you one last time, don't insist on going your own way and ruin the lives of others because of your own momentary wrong judgment!"

"You have to understand that this is an opportunity given to you by Tianji Pavilion. Don't be ignorant of what is good and what is evil!"

Hua Lin reminded again.

Hearing this, the Blood-clothed Marquis was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the Nether Ghost Supreme next to him.

The next second, the five of them burst into laughter.

"Hua Lin, do you think we are three-year-old children?"

"With all due respect, the three of you and a group of half-hearted Supremes want to capture the five of us. It's nothing more than wishful thinking!" the Ghost Supreme said in a rather indulgent and arrogant tone.

"Seeking death!" Hua Lin shouted angrily.

"Brother, there's no need to talk nonsense to them."

Hua Yun on the side frowned and said, she was already a little impatient.

"That's right, this Blood-clothed Marquis is already unruly. It's hard to persuade him to surrender."

"Hua Yun and I stopped the Nether Ghost Supreme and the Blood-clothed Marquis together. You lead the others to deal with the Bifang ferocious beast and the other two."

"As long as we can defeat the three of them first, even if the Blood-clothed Marquis and the Ghost Supreme have great abilities, they won't be able to cause much trouble."

Lin Zhiping replied in a sharp voice.

Just listening to the voice makes it difficult to determine the gender of the person.

"Yeah." Hua Lin nodded.

"Hou Yihou, since you insist on leading your men into hell, then we will help you."

"Everyone, take action!"

Hua Lin did not leave any ink and just gave the order directly!

In an instant, more than twenty people exploded like fireworks.

It turned into streams of light and surrounded the five blood-clothed Hous.

"Hou Yi Hou, I have always heard that you are extremely talented and have extraordinary combat power. Fighting across ranks is as easy as eating and drinking water. Today, I am here to ask for your advice."

Lin Zhiping looked at the Xueyi Hou and said coldly.

"Shut up, you bastard, I get scared when I hear your voice." The Bloody Marquis mocked.

"Huh?" Lin Zhiping frowned, his face almost turning into a chrysanthemum.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

As soon as Lin Zhiping finished speaking, a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand, and then the sword's power became strong, and pressure swept over Kaili.

"Now that you know me, you know how my title of Blood-clothed Marquis came from!"

After Chu Yuchuan finished speaking, he dusted his white clothes. The wind blew through the corners of his clothes, and the densely packed bloody words inside appeared in Lin Zhiping's eyes.