Hearing this, Qian Santong's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he regained his determination. Even if the leader of the Blood Puppet Pavilion came in person, he would not retreat at all. He said coldly: "I, Qian Santong, aren't scared."

"Qian Santong, you old guy has such a courage, don't even take me seriously?"

Suddenly, a silence of sound came from the depths of the Guishan Path. The next second, a blood light passed by, falling into the moment when Qian Santong's subordinates fought with the disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion.

Rumble! The powerful aftermath bounced out all the people ten meters around him. Qian Santong narrowed his eyes slightly as he heard the sound.

"Haha, you old ghost are coming very fast, are you afraid that all the monkeys and grandchildren who come one step slower will be killed by me?"

Qian Santong looked at the visitor and said in a plain tone, but his hand trembled slightly twice.

"Qian Santong, I won't talk nonsense to you. Go away quickly. Don't get involved in the grudges between my Blood Puppet Pavilion and the Flower Picture Studio."

"Otherwise, you old guy, I'll kill you here today!"

The blood gradually faded away, revealing the figure among them. It was a middle-aged man wearing bloody clothes and face.

He is the head of the Blood Puppet Pavilion, and helmsman of one of the two overlord sects in the Death Passing Period, the fourth level of the Tribulation Period.

"Ha, there is no need to say more nonsense. Unless I hand over my benefactor, I will bite off a piece of your meat even if the blood is sprinkled here today!"

Qian Santong's tone was extremely firm. If he didn't hand over Zhang Yifeng, he would fight to the end with the Blood Puppet Pavilion.

"What kind of benefactor, I have never heard of you, Qian Santong, any benefactor."

"Others don't know, I know you very well. Even your wife can let you die for your own hegemony. It's really a joke that people like you are talking about benefactors!"

The leader of the Blood Puppet Pavilion smiled coldly, and then he spoke deeply slandered Qian Santong.

"You, Mr. Ximen, you have completely annoyed me. Today, even if I try all my financial resources in Wangyue Tower, I will kill you here!"

With a roar, Qian Santong suddenly had an inspiration in his hand, and a signal flare appeared in his hand.

The signal flare in his hand was ignited and shot it into the sky, and three golden ingots appeared in.

"Qian Santong, you!"

Ximen Hou did not expect that Qian Santong would be completely angry with just one casual word.

Just now, he thought that there might be room for ease between him and Qian Santong, so he did not choose to take action as soon as possible.

However, he didn't expect that Qian Santong would be completely angered by him in just a few sentences, and now Ximen Hou no longer holds back.

When he raised his hand, three black shadows rushed out from behind and strangled the three monks in black-clothed Wangyue Tower beside him.

"Since you want to die, I will make you happy. I happened to be unable to find that bastard Yue Lian. I will vent my anger on you, the old guy!"

Ximen Hou sneered, and made a gesture to the cultivators of the Blood Puppet Pavilion behind him, signaling them to get on.

"With the sect leader present, these monks from the Moon Tower will surely die. Kill me!"

As soon as the Ximen Hou made an action, the elder of the Blood Puppet Pavilion behind him immediately responded and activated the puppet to rush to the monks of Wangyue Tower.

Beside Qian Santong, Qingnv breathed a long sigh of relief when she heard that the people in the Blood Puppet Pavilion had not found her master.

At the same time, the worries in my heart have not been put down. The master has disappeared for so long, and I don’t know what happened, and Sister Rose and the others, and what is the situation now.

Without thinking for too long, the Qingnv quickly reacted and activated the unique communication ability of the Flower Studio, informing the disciples of the Flower Studio far away in the Dragon City to come and support as soon as possible.

Ximen Hou did not take all his strength, but sent out three puppets, obviously having other plans.

No matter what it is, the Qingnv knows that the visitor is not good and must gather the power of the Huaying Studio as soon as possible.

I heard that Ximen Hou has seven core puppets under his command, all of whom are in the Mahayana stage cultivation level. Now that the other party has only released three, he must have some layout in secret.

Just when the Qingnv was alert, another group of disciples from the Blood Puppet Pavilion, who had about 50 people dared to come, greatly alleviating the pressure on the Blood Puppet Pavilion.

With the three puppets of Ximen Hou joining the battle, the situation in the Blood Puppet Pavilion immediately reversed.

Even if the monks in Wangyue Tower on Qian Santong have all the cultivation levels and dare to fight, they will find it difficult to resist the attack of three or five puppets attacking the Blood Puppet Pavilion as soon as they come up.

For a moment, the monks on Qian Santong's side showed signs of defeat. On the other hand, the monks in the Blood Puppet Pavilion became more and more brave, and they actually showed signs of fighting against the monks on the Moon Tower.

"Hahaha, Qian Santong, you old guy, I can give you a last chance to retreat now."

"If not, you will definitely be asked to die on this ghost mountain and be a lonely ghost!"

Mr. Ximen was surrounded by a group of disciples and smiled arrogantly at Qian Santong.

Looking at Ximen Hou's arrogant look, Qian Santong's expression was a little gloomy.

"Ximen Hou, it's not over yet. I suggest you don't be so arrogant!"

Qian Santong shouted angrily, and the next second, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a pitch-black pill appeared in his hand.

Looking at the pill in his hand, Qian Santong's eyes showed a struggled look. He was about to swallow it in one bite, but suddenly, a cold sword light as cold as the moon shot out from the woods beside him, harvesting the heads of more than ten disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion.

Such a shocking change scared everyone present, and the green girl showed a look of surprise on her face.

After a sword light, more than a dozen sword shadows passed by, harvesting the heads of more than ten disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion.

"Whoever dares to come to ruin the good things of my Blood Puppet Pavilion? Could it be that I think my life is too long?"

Seeing this, Ximen Hou frowned and shouted angrily in the direction where the sword light appeared.

At this time, the anger in Ximen Hou's heart was also rising. He originally thought that this action against Huaying Studio was sure to be sure.

But I didn't expect that the twists and turns came, which was really annoying.

"Ha, Mr. Ximen, aren't you here to find me when you come to Guishan? Why are you surprised when I appear in front of you now!"

A cold voice sounded, and in the astonished gazes of the monks of the Blood Puppet Pavilion and the Moon Watching Tower, Yue Lian's cold figure as moon appeared in front of the two formations.

"Master, it's really you. It's great that you're fine!"

The first person to react in the next second was naturally the green girl beside Qian Santong, shouting at Yue Lian with a happy face.

"Green Girl, you should also stop your carefree personality. Let you practice piano to calm your heart. Why is it still the same personality?"

Yue Lian scolded the green girl with a smile, turned her head and looked at Qian Santong and nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Qian, for helping me. Yue Lian cannot repay such kindness. After killing all the evil people in the Blood Puppet Pavilion, Yue Lian will come to visit."

"You are welcome to the Lord Yuelou. My original intention is not to help Huaying Building this trip, but this Blood Puppet Pavilion is too bullying, and the old man can't stand it anymore."
Chapter completed!