The wind swept the remnants of the leaves in the forest, whistling endlessly, and looking from a distance, I saw that the foot of the opposite mountain was already a gravel collapse, mixed with the sound of some large stones cracking. When the storm in the forest gradually fell, I wiped the rain from my face and was amazed.

The water ball condensed by the emerald green long sword in Ban Huailing's hand was so powerful!

In terms of size, the water polo is really insignificant in front of the knife formation formed by He Erniang and others. But when the water balloon hit the knife array, it was like an extraterrestrial meteorite falling down, and it was unstoppable. The knife array formed by He Erniang and others was obviously smaller at this time, and now it was only seven zhang in size, and the misty energy covered outside the knife array was also much thinner.

With a swing of the sword, Ban Huailing had landed firmly on the ground, staring at the sword formation more than ten zhang away. He danced the emerald green long sword on his chest, and suddenly said in a long voice: "He Qinghua, your Gangfeng Nine Ring Sword Formation is useless to me, you still don't want to do useless struggles, if you are caught now, this seat will still leave you to wait for a whole corpse." ”

His voice was loud and swayed at the foot of the mountain. The wind and rain swirled outside the sword array, only to hear He Erniang sneering inside: "The thief embryo of the Qingcheng faction! Ban Huailing, if you don't have the Dead Rain Sword in your hand, do you still dare to say such big words? It's ridiculous that you Seven Great Sects claim to be decent in vain, and even the Dead Rain was stolen from the main altar of my Immortal Hall." ”

Ban Huailing still stood upright and said, "It's still hard mouthed! The rain is a rare material of the Wushan tribe, where is the thing of your Immortal Hall?"

Can condense that kind of water balloon, is it the long sword in his hand that is funny?

I was thinking about it, there was another sneer in the knife array, and He Erniang said: "It turns out that you are not blind, you know that the rain is my thing in the Western Regions, and the affairs of my Western Regions, when will it be your turn to be sent by the Central Plains Sect to take care of it." ”

Ban Huailing said: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, your Immortal Hall has plagued the Western Regions for a hundred years, and the crime is intolerable, and I will do the right way for the heavens." ”

"For the heavens?" In the formation, He Erniang suddenly shouted: "Ban Huailing, you killed us today, and my holy aunt will definitely pay for your life in the future! Brothers, start the knife!" After saying that, she suddenly raised the golden ghost head big knife in her hand in the formation, and the tip of the knife stabbed straight towards the air curtain outside the knife array, and the group of Immortal Hall disciples behind her all let out a loud cry when they heard this, and the big knives were raised above their heads.

Hearing her say about the Holy Aunt, my heart couldn't help but beat.

The holy aunt in the Eternal Life Hall is Meng Hanyan, He Erniang is the deacon of the Eternal Life Hall, will she know the whereabouts of Meng Hanyan?

At this time, the energy on the surface of their sword formation surged again. From the outside, He Erniang's group of people raised knives in an ordinary way, without any subtlety, but when the big knife was raised, the entire knife array suddenly shook, and the air flow was whistling, I couldn't react, and I only heard a series of sounds of "poof" in my ears, and the surface of the knife array actually rushed out dozens of misty knife qi like a ghost, and slashed straight at the door of Ban Huailing.

That was the attack method of their sword formation, but it was somewhat similar to the sword formation used by Changfeng, a disciple of the Kunlun Sect. It's just that dozens of sword qi rushed out from the knife array, and the qi outside the knife array that was originally foggy seemed to have been withdrawn, and the qi suddenly attenuated a lot, and the figures of He Erniang's group of people inside were clearly visible.

Seeing so much sword qi flying in, Ban Huailing snorted coldly, took a wrong step under his feet, and the emerald green long sword in his hand had been taken by him in a circle, and when he turned around and slashed down with another sword, a one-zhang wide Yingying sword qi had been thrown away by him with his raised hand, and the sword qi was sandwiched with a piece of rain, only "whew", and shot away towards the dozens of sword qi.

The distance of more than ten zhang is only a few steps for a master like Ban Huailing, but his sword qi is several times faster than his, and I only have time to watch him draw his sword, but there are bursts of air storm sound in my ears. Turning his head to look, he saw that the sword qi flying from He Erniang's sword formation collided with the sword qi of Shang Huailing, like a devastating and decaying, and they collapsed and scattered, and they couldn't be stopped at all. When the rain was splashing, he heard a "bang" sound, and Ban Huailing's sword qi had already slashed firmly on the air cover on the surface of the knife array.

The power brought by Ban Huailing's sword is much smaller than the water ball just now, but it is still extremely powerful, the sword qi is split on the knife formation, followed by a circle of air waves, I only heard a few screams from the knife array, and I didn't look at it anymore, retracted my head, and leaned on the back of the tree trunk.

As soon as I stood up, the wave of air followed, and the fierce wind generated by the explosion was like a knife, blowing the huge tree under my feet for a while, and the leaves around me kept rattling like crazy, and the branches seemed to be about to shake off.

This Ban Huailing has such a deep internal force. In the face of this He Erniang group of people, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a hundred.

Leaning against the trunk of a tree, I thought silently.

When I was in the swamp of death, I had seen the heads of the Seven Great Sects make a move from afar, whether it was the melee between the two sides at the beginning, or the solo fight between Fan Chunyang and Gu Tai later, they all left a deep impression on me. Such a character, even if he is in the midst of thousands of troops, they can come and go freely, although Ban Huailing is only the deputy head of the Qingcheng faction, but just looking at his martial arts internal strength, he is actually no different from the head of the Seven Great Sects. It seems that He Erniang will not be able to escape today, but it will save me from going to them for revenge.

It's just that I just thought like this, and I don't know why, I can't help but think of Meng Hanyan.

I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know where she is.

It seems that decades have passed since the year before last.

He was thinking wildly in his head, and at this time, he could only hear a burst of cheers from the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect outside the forest.

I looked in. Not far away, the knife formation of He Erniang and others had already broken open, a group of people stood in the rain and were embarrassed, many people were panting, and there were already seven or eight corpses lying on the ground. In front of Wu, He Erniang's face was pale, her hair was a little messy, the man surnamed Lu and the man surnamed Peng were still standing behind him, both of them had a pitch-black wound on their chests, and the blood flowed down their clothes, dripping on the ground, and they were wet.

Compared with Ban Huailing's martial arts, although He Erniang and the others are too many, they are really a big difference, but they have not retreated yet, and they have not lost their spirit.

Ban Huailing still held the emerald green long sword in his hand, and said lightly: "He Qinghua, if you hadn't done a lot of evil in your life, you wouldn't have ended up like this now, and you can't complain about this seat." ”

He Erniang looked at Ban Huailing, and for a while, she suddenly "giggled" and laughed.

She was already pale, and her clothes were also wet from the rain, and she was quite depressed, and when she laughed like this, it looked a little desolate.

Probably she also knew that the general trend had gone, and now she didn't bother to say anything more to Ban Huailing.

At this moment, the man surnamed Peng behind her suddenly shouted, "Ban Huailing, take your life!" With that, this person rushed towards Ban Huailing.

This cry was like an invisible chain, and the rest of the Immortal Hall disciples also let out a loud cry and rushed towards Ban Huailing's side. The sword formation was broken, which seemed to exhaust the internal force in their bodies, but when they rushed over, they couldn't even raise their strength.

At this time, the man surnamed Peng had rushed to Ban Huailing, raised the big knife, and danced violently, using his housekeeping skill "Knife with the Wind".

It's just that now he has exhausted his internal strength, and the sword dance at this time is not airtight, except for the speed of wielding the big knife, the knife skill is full of loopholes. In the chaos of the knife shadow, I saw him pressing down with the knife, and he was about to slash at Ban Huailing's neck.

Who knows, his big knife still fell, the green light flashed in Ban Huailing's hand, and with a "poof", the man surnamed Peng screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and his right arm was cut off at the shoulder.

The more than twenty Qingcheng sect disciples behind Ban Huailing already had their long swords in their hands, and at this time, they surrounded a semicircle behind Ban Huailing, and when they saw the man surnamed Peng landing, they didn't hesitate at all, and more than twenty long swords stabbed out at the same time. With a "poof", the blades of the sword were inserted into the body of the man surnamed Peng.

More than 20 long swords stabbed him, and the man surnamed Peng couldn't bear it even if he was beaten with iron, and I could see clearly that four or five swords were piercing into his brain, and blood and brain whites splashed out at once.

In such a scene, the rest of the Immortal Hall disciples who rushed over did not flinch, and one of the short men suddenly shouted: "The miscellaneous pieces of the Qingcheng faction, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

He took out a bamboo tube from his arms, turned his head and shouted, "Second sister, Brother Lu, go quickly!"

What this person took out was the bamboo tube that their Immortal Hall signaled.

I chuckled in my heart, and vaguely felt that it was not good. But when he saw that the man turned his head, he pulled open the thin hemp rope at the end of the bamboo tube.