Fight

The people who came were Ye Qiubai, Mu Fusheng, and Blackie.

When he saw the three of them, for some reason, Lin Zhinan and the others heaved a sigh of relief.

Perhaps during the period of fighting alongside Ye Qiubai and the other two, they had already subconsciously treated Ye Qiubai and the other two as the backbone of this small group.

At this moment, Pan Xie looked at Ye Qiubai's figure and smiled sinisterly. "Why, you're finally not dodging anymore?"

"Hide?"

Ye Qiubai held the nine-foot Starfall Sword and turned to look at Pan Xie. He smiled faintly and said, "I didn't think of hiding. At least, no one can make me hide."

Other than his master when he was angry and his second junior sister who made him take the blame…

Hearing this, Pan Xie was not angry. Instead, he sneered and said, "No matter what, since you're here, a victor must be determined between you and my Infernal Purgatory in this battle."