He Erniang snorted coldly and said, "Master Ban, you have such a big breath! My White Tiger Altar Master is nearby, and it is difficult to say who can leave or not." ”

She said this, but behind her, the man surnamed Lu, the man surnamed Peng, and the other disciples of the Immortal Hall had slowly leaned together, looking at the posture, it seemed that they were preparing to form a sword formation.

Ban Huailing didn't pay much attention to He Erniang, slowly pulled out the long sword on his waist, and said to himself: "The rain is swaggering, the wind and thunder retreat, and those who fall into the demon path will be punished by heaven and earth." He Qinghua, it's useless to talk more!"

As soon as his long sword was drawn, the blade rubbed against the scabbard, and there was a sudden echo of a ding-dong. It was the echo of water droplets, fresh and bright, transparent without the slightest noise. The sound of ding dong was soft around the foot of the mountain, and as soon as it sounded, even the rain around him was avoided. When the sound fell, he looked at it again, and there was already an emerald green sword in his hand.

It's a great sword, isn't it? I was intrigued by what he said. "Demon Faller, Heaven and Earth Punish Him" I read silently, that is, I am now hiding on the branches, and I can't help but tremble after listening to it.

Once upon a time, such precepts were also engraved in my bones.

Now Ban Huailing is still facing me outside the forest, although I can't see his face clearly, but his back makes me feel straight and loose, and the blood in my heart seems to be flowing out.

"It's the Dead Rain Sword!" But he heard He Erniang snort lightly and said, "Ban Huailing, you still haven't changed at all!"

Ban Huailing shook the long sword in front of him, but said lightly: "When dealing with you people in the Demon Sect, Ban will not be merciful. ”

He Erniang suddenly laughed, and only said "good" in her mouth, and as soon as this word came out, her right hand was thrown out towards Ban Huailing.

In the dark night, she couldn't see what was in her hand, her right hand had been stroking the hair on her neck, her arm was so straight, the whole arm had been surrounded by Yingying's energy, and when a circle of rain dispersed, the four fingers of her right hand were impressively together, pointing directly at Ban Huailing.

I don't know why, I saw Ban Huailing's body flash, the long sword only shook in front of his chest, and the blade of the sword "ding dong" resounded with a drop of water, and suddenly a piece of air flowed, and in the rain splashed, a pitch-black chela needle had been discounted in the direction, and it was like thunder in the roar, and it shot straight towards a big stone at the foot of the mountain. When the chela needle hits the boulder, where can the boulder withstand it? The surface of the stone suddenly cracked, and when the crack spread like a spider's web, a deep hole was revealed in the middle.

What a delicate swordsmanship! I couldn't help but marvel. I have already learned He Erniang's chela once, and the force is extremely great, and this time the chela she put seems to be a little more insidious than the previous two shots, and I didn't even notice it. And for such a sharp and vicious chela, it was dissolved by Ban Huailing lightly, and looking at his sword technique, the emerald green long sword was as soft as silk, and it didn't seem to take much effort at all.

He Erniang's face changed, and she reached out to her waist, and the golden devil-headed knife was already in her hand. She snorted and said, "Brother of the Immortal Hall, form a formation!"

The man surnamed Lu and the man surnamed Peng behind her had already gathered the rest of the Changshengtang disciples into a circle, and when He Erniang's words sounded, it was like a thunderclap sounding in the flat ground, and a group of people shouted in unison, and a stream of energy suddenly gushed out from among them like a tide.

Maybe it's because they are facing Ban Huailing, the man surnamed Lu and the man surnamed Peng no longer retain their strength, and there are still more than 100 people, but as soon as the sword formation is formed, the internal qi barrier condensed in the formation is a whole circle larger than when they were on the top of the Miluo Clan, and it is ten zhang in size. I only had time to hear their shouts, and the misty air flow outside the knife array was unstoppable like a turbulent torrent, enveloping them all.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew inexplicably, rain flew, and gravel rolled.

The power of the sword array is so incomparable.

The second time I saw them perform this kind of sword formation, I still couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat. Standing on the branch of the tree, I saw that what appeared in front of Ban Huailing was a small mountain bag that was completely condensed by energy, and now there was still a cold wind and cold rain in the sky, but this knife set off the surrounding rain and strong wind, but it made people feel more rapid than the wind and rain in the sky.

Probably this is the strongest killing move of He Erniang's group, right?

After all, standing in front of them was the next head of the Qingcheng faction in the future, and even if Yang Zhixing came in person, he didn't dare to underestimate him.

The disciples in the Qingcheng Sect all had grim faces, and in a sword light, their long swords were also removed from their waists.

The path of righteousness and demons is like fire and water.

After all, it's still incompatible.

I tilted my head.

I don't know why, at this moment, I was in a bit of a trance. Since the two sides met again, it was almost a matter of meeting and shooting, and there was no reason to say at all.

Could it be that when the decent and the Demon Sect meet, do you have to fight you to the death? However, I remembered a little confused, even I myself was thinking about looking for He Erniang for revenge.

No matter what my reason is, this is always one of the reasons why I seek revenge on He Erniang.

In my ears, I suddenly heard Ban Huailing say coldly: "Carving insect skills!" I looked sideways, but saw Ban Huailing rolling with all his strength, and he had jumped straight up. He soared straight up to a height of nearly two feet, and with a wave of his arm, the emerald green sword emitted a series of "dingdong" water sounds, which had been held above his head.

But it was also strange that the emerald green sword was picked up by him like this, and a series of pale green long sword phantoms flashed in the air along the way, and the surrounding rain seemed to be guided, closely surrounding the phantom shadows and floated towards the top of his head, and when he put the long sword on his head, countless raindrops on the tip of the emerald green sword actually gathered into a water ball the size of a skull.

Was this driven by internal force? I was secretly taken aback. Now that Ban Huailing's momentum has been exhausted, he didn't see any superfluous movements, but with a swing of the sword, the emerald green long sword trembled slightly, and a series of "ding dong" sounds sounded, followed by the water ball on the tip of the sword as if it was being guided, and with the slashing of the emerald green long sword, it shot towards the condensed knife array of He Erniang and others.

Such a scene made my eyes widen. I've been cultivating internal strength for a long time, but I've never heard that internal force can still be used like this, this is simply impossible, if internal force can be controlled so freely, wouldn't it be possible to take things from the air when cultivating to the extreme?

I was watching with a frightened heartbeat, only to see that the water balloon dragged a series of rainwater, like a spear made of water, and hit the knife formation condensed by He Erniang and others more than ten zhang away.

There was a "bang", and the gravel on the ground jumped with it.

On the knife array gas cover, it seemed that a heavy bell rang in plain white, and the water balloon hit the surface of the air cover and exploded violently, and the two qi forces were like raging convection waves, swirling and rolling, the water splashed boiling, and a strong gale burst outward.

The gale appeared very suddenly, sweeping straight in all directions. As I stood on the branches, I felt a strong wind blowing in front of me, and the surrounding branches and leaves were also blown by this gust of wind, and a few leaves hit my face, but they were painful.