Ziyuan’er was startled. "Who are you talking to?"

As Old Liu looked behind Ziyuan’er with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, three bursts of killing intent erupted from behind her – Old Liu wasn't waving his fan to cool himself, but to open those three coffins.

Wang the Butcher had angered Ziyuan’er at just the right moment, precisely to cooperate with Old Liu.

After the three ghost-gods were freed at the same time, their first reaction was to escape, but they didn’t expect to be pulled back by Old Liu’s words.

While the three ghost-gods were still hesitating, Ziyuan’er flipped her palm outwards, and the three coffins soared into the air, heading straight for the three ghost-gods, about to slam down on them.

Old Liu said unhurriedly, "Don't worry about the coffins, sever the steel cables, and the coffins won't be able to control you."

The three ghost-gods were already scared witless by the coffins, not caring whether Old Liu was telling the truth or not. They simultaneously pounced towards the steel cables on the ground, and the three coffins descended from the sky, once again trapping all three of them inside.

Ziyuan’er said sternly, "Liu, what do you want?"

"To kill you!" Old Liu’s eyes flashed with cold light. "When I first saw you, I was still harboring illusions, hoping to reconcile Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall) with the Coffin Gate. Now it seems, the Coffin Gate is not worthy of anyone's respect."

Wang the Butcher sneered, "What a pity! The Bai family grandmaster still worshipped some Seven Kill Ghost Marshal even in death? He was nothing more than a petty little boss!"

"Bastard!" Ziyuan’er, enraged, wanted to attack again, but at this moment, the three coffins exploded with a bang. The three ghost-gods, amidst the splinters of wood flying everywhere, roared out with savage smiles, and simultaneously pounced towards Ziyuan’er.

For a time, divine power surged on the hillside, the wind raged, sand and stones flew, and from afar, it looked as if the earth was about to collapse and the mountains were about to crumble. Amidst this scene, the figures of the four ghost-gods flickered in and out of sight.

Ziyuan’er, fighting three opponents alone, still had the upper hand. Although the cold light erupting from the three ghost-gods’ hands flew like lightning, it was difficult to harm her even a little.

As Wang the Butcher protected Old Liu and retreated, Old Liu called out, "The one with the fingers like knives, don't worry about anything else, concentrate on attacking her legs, and do your best to suppress her speed."

"The fat one, just defend and don't attack, let her hit you. As long as you don't die, you'll have a chance to turn the tables."

"The one with the copper pipe, you withdraw, you don't need to do anything, wait for me to tell you to attack, then you attack!"

None of the three ghost-gods paid any attention to Old Liu, and they continued to attack their opponent fiercely.

But Old Liu said unhurriedly, "You should have been four people, right? Now, one person is missing, which not only creates flaws in your combined attack technique, but also affects each other's speed. It would be a wise choice for one person to withdraw."

Old Liu exposed their weakness in one sentence, and the three ghost-gods were slightly moved.

Ziyuan’er gritted her teeth and refused to speak, but the speed of her attacks became even faster.

Old Liu smiled, "If you don't believe my arrangement, that's okay too. Your original four-person combined attack technique should have been a two-by-two combination. Find the person you originally cooperated with, and only attack one side, which is much better than you affecting each other's speed now."

As soon as Old Liu's voice fell, Lixue immediately withdrew from the battle.

With one ghost-god gone, the speed of the remaining three ghost-gods’ attacks not only didn’t slow down, but became even more fierce. The fighting between the two sides began to fall into a stalemate.

Lixue only watched for a while before slowly walking towards Old Liu, "What do you say we should do now?"

Old Liu knew that the ghost-god was approaching, but he still waved his fan calmly. "Do nothing? Wait for the opportunity."

Lixue’s face was gloomy. "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Old Liu ignored him and kept his eyes fixed on the battle.

Lixue said sternly, "I'm talking to you!"

Old Liu roared at the same time, "Turn around and attack!"

"You dare to order me! Who do you think you a…." Before Lixue could finish speaking, he heard Tigubao angrily say, "Lixue, if you dare to be rude to that gentleman again, I will be the first to not spare you."

Gerou also cursed, "Are you a fucking idiot? Just now when you turned around, that bitch was already killed."

Lixue was reprimanded in front of everyone, and his face couldn't help but turn green, but he didn't dare to disobey Tigubao's order and cause trouble for Old Liu.

Old Liu glanced at Lixue out of the corner of his eye, and then smiled and waved his fan.

Old Liu's disregard made the killing intent in Lixue's eyes flash again and again.

Wang the Butcher, who had been paying attention to Lixue, couldn't help but move a few steps closer to Old Liu, blocking him and Lixue.

In just this short moment, Tigubao and Gerou were once again suppressed by Ziyuan’er.

Tigubao said anxiously, "That gentleman, please give us some guidance, and we three will definitely repay you handsomely."

Old Liu smiled, "I gave you guidance twice, and you didn't listen twice. What else do I need to say?"

Tigubao became even more anxious. He was a bit slow and had half of his ear cut off by Ziyuan’er. Ziyuan’er took advantage of the situation and attacked fiercely, forcing the two of them to retreat again and again. Tigubao sternly said, "Lixue, apologize to the gentleman. Quickly!"

Lixue gritted his teeth and looked at Old Liu, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "Gentleman, I was wrong!"

Old Liu didn't even look at him, "I've never heard of anyone apologizing while standing upright."

"Kneel!" Tigubao's angry roar from a distance startled Lixue. When he turned his head to look at Tigubao's murderous face, he slowly knelt down under the other's glare.