Sure enough, as soon as Meng Wanqing's words fell, in the darkness on the side of the square, a half-evil figure slowly appeared, and it didn't seem to be injured, but the white robe on his body was a little dirty, and the shirt on his right chest was torn through a big hole, which was obviously caused by the sharp arrow just now.

"But this 'meeting gift' of the young ancestor is not very friendly~Ah?"

Ban Xuan glanced down at his chest, his voice was proud with coldness, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, the hole disappeared immediately, the dust and dirt disappeared, and the whole robe instantly took on a new look, and I couldn't see that this guy still had some cleanliness.

"Take it~!"

Meng Wanqing didn't have the heart to waste words with him anymore, so she gestured to the two behind her.

The man with the keel bow immediately took the arrow and pulled the string, swished, and galloped away with three arrows in a row, divided into upper, middle and lower three ways to take half of the vital point, while the other person exerted force on the soles of his feet, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball, and the speed was no less than the arrow in front!

"Hmph~......!

Half-snorted coldly, waved his hand and shot out three wisps of energy, colliding with the incoming arrow in the middle of the way, making a blast of air explosion, both of them were annihilated, and his figure disappeared from the spot in a flash, and when he reappeared, he actually went towards another person rushing towards him.

Not like the fierce posture of the person, the half-evil body looks very elegant, quite a bit of immortal ethereal dust, not stained with the charm of fireworks in the world, but the speed is not slow, the same castration is urgent, and collided with the person head-on, the invisible shock wave that erupted rolled up a large amount of dust, and I felt that the ground in the square shook strongly a few times!

"Hehe, I'm also here to understand the soul explosion of Lord Qingyu, what is the wonder~!"

Seeing that Ban Sha had already fought with the two of them, Meng Wanqing smiled faintly at Qin Yulan and slowly stretched out a small palm.

I saw a flash of black light, and a short stick with a black body appeared out of thin air, and then she rotated her palm, changing it to a grip, and at the same time, her body was slightly arched, and her waist and hips were straightened back, as if she suddenly erupted after a short period of accumulation, and in the sound of the ground cracking, the short stick and Meng Wanqing turned into a black mang, and suddenly stabbed at Qin Yulan!

This series of movements was slow to say, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, the short stick in Meng Wanqing's hand roared straight to his throat with a sonic boom that pierced the air.

Although Qin Yulan had expected this, she was still shocked by her momentum, she took out a long whip between her frowns, shook several whips in a row, and a circle of transparent energy flew out, blocking Meng Wanqing's offensive slightly, and then her body shook, avoiding its frontal edge, and swam away from the side, fighting with it.

If Su Yi was present at this moment, or had already woken up with a smile, he would definitely be able to see that the long whip that Qin Yulan made was almost exactly the same as the one Song Yiting used that day, but there were slight differences in material and length, and Qin Yulan's one was relatively shorter.

For a while, the two battle groups were extremely fierce, although the half-evil only had one arm, but it was still not defeated with one enemy and two enemies, while fighting with the fierce people, while dodging the hidden arrows shot by the people with bows, it can be seen that its foundation is profound, but it is not comparable to ordinary cultivators.

Meng Wanqing's short stick flew up and down, the direction was erratic, the speed was as fast as an eagle's falcon, and the moves were tricky and ruthless, making people frightened step by step, Qin Yulan was also a long whip like a spirit snake, both offensive and defensive, both illusion and reality, and sometimes there was a soul scream hidden in the shadow of the whip, which was unguardable.

But the two sides coincidentally did not use the spell with strong destructive power and a large range of effect, but only occasionally issued a few short-range shortcut spells, perhaps because they were in the underground cave, no one wanted to make too much movement and make this place collapse and collapse.

After most of the time was hand-to-hand combat for a long time, the half-demon who had fought to the point seemed to have lost interest in entanglement with these two people, and suddenly forced the people around him to retreat with one move, and then shook his hand and took the three sharp arrows that shot in front of him and pinched them, and suddenly slapped several acupoints on his body, and suddenly a black and red smoke emanated from his body, and his momentum became sharper in an instant.

I saw that the smoke was in the middle of the half-pinch, converging on the missing half of the face and squirming strangely, and after a while, it seemed to condense into substance, conjuring up the right upper body with the right arm, and the black and red right arm looked like the muscles were coiled, the hole was powerful, and there was a sharp stabbing blade more than a foot long at the elbow joint!

"If you can see the old man's half-evil true body, you can be regarded as dead without regrets, hehe......"

Bansha stretched out his tongue and licked the barbs on the tip of his elbow, the whites of his eyes turned black, only his pupils shone a little scarlet, and he slowly approached the two with a strange smile.

The two of them looked at each other when they saw this, and nodded at the same time, and the bow bearer slowly pulled the giant bow, but this time he did not take the arrow, and it could be seen from his posture that it seemed to forcibly condense some kind of power on the bowstring, making this bow drawing action extremely laborious.

The other person also turned to face the half-sha, quickly pinching the seal in his hand, and his own momentum gradually skyrocketed, when the bow-bearer behind him finally pulled the bowstring with a pale face, there were red, yellow, and black energy arrows appeared, and then the bowstring sounded, and the three-color arrows shot out like lightning, but the target was not Bansha, but the companion in front of him!

In the blink of an eye, the three-color arrow completely submerged into the body of another person, and his already surging momentum was like dry wood encountering fire, and suddenly increased more than doubled, and the violent force exuded from his body broke his clothes a little, and suddenly when he looked up, his eyes shot out like lightning, but the man with the bow suddenly spurted blood wildly and withered to the ground.

"Yo~, soul dedication, what a big deal! Your Meng family really didn't abolish this soul technique that the underworld has expressly forbidden, hehe......"

"With the power of his own soul as a dedication, forcibly stimulate his companions to cultivate to the peak realm of the same class, which can last for half an hour, and after the time limit has passed, both sides have fallen to a large level of cultivation, and the soul is damaged, and he is weak in a short period of time, and he has no strength to fight again!"

"But so what? The light of rotten grass, how dare you compete with the sun and the moon?!"

The half-evil man followed the voice, and the black and red light on the right arm of the new student shone brightly, and he threw a heavy punch at the person in front of him, and the man did not say a word from beginning to end, and the lightning in his eyes flowed, and he did not back down, and he also raised his arm and punched out, and the half-evil came to a hard fight.

The strange thing is that the fight between these two people before was like a meteor colliding, roaring constantly in the speed, full of energy, but now it is the opposite, the speed of both sides' moves is extremely slow, as if it is not a fist, but a huge mountain!

This time, there was no energy leaking out, silently, and not even a little dust was stirred up, as if acquaintances were facing each other, but the faces of both of them were extremely ugly, their backs were arched high, and their clothes behind their backs were torn.

"Poof~...... Sure enough, I'd like to see how many punches you can catch!"

Bansha spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and his mouth was unrelenting, but he had already retreated in his heart.

The two of the Meng family were originally ground-level cultivators, and after using the soul sacrifice forbidden, the people in front of them were even more stimulated to the peak of the ground-level, although this kind of forcibly improved cultivation could not be compared with the real cultivation to the peak realm, but the quality was different, but the quantity was quite a lot, and it was really difficult to distinguish the superior from the inferior after fighting hard for a while and a half.

Moreover, the secret technique of one's own movement is also very restrictive, although it does not have as serious side effects as the fall of cultivation after soul dedication, but the corresponding weakening stage is still inevitable, and the time limit for the secret technique to last is much shorter than that of the other party.

If you can't defeat the enemy within the effective time, the safest way is naturally to retreat immediately, even if the other party has a soul blessing, it is impossible to stop yourself, but what makes Ban Xuan hesitate is that the fragment of the magic weapon is in front of him, and he is really unwilling to give up.

In this way, after fighting three more punches, the Meng family had vomited a lot of blood, and it was not much better, and the retreat in his heart was even stronger, and the battle situation between Meng Wanqing and Qin Yulan over there was also a bit of stalemate.

The second daughter is also a ground-level cultivator, if Qin Yulan hadn't been injured on her body, she would have been one period higher than Meng Wanqing in the same small realm, but now she was pulled to the same level, and the pain was unbearable after fighting for a long time, and Meng Wanqing was also unable to do it because of the consumption of too much cultivation.

"Hmph, that's enough! take the young ancestor away, the others ......"

In the darkness beyond the square, an old man in black robe snorted angrily and gestured behind him.