Chapter 281: Defeat

Not long after Song Song Qingyu rushed out, Song Song Changze and the others who were struggling to hold on in the east of the market immediately discovered that the bandits attacking the formation outside had suddenly lost many people, which also slightly reduced the pressure they were facing.

"Everyone, someone has come to support the market. As long as everyone holds on for a while, these people outside will soon know the difficulty and retreat."

Saying this, Song Song Changze was just trying to boost morale. Earlier, Song Song Qingwan had already handed over all the precious spiritual items in the Song family shop to Song Song Qingyu. He had also discussed with Song Song Qingyu to let her take a portion of the spiritual items and escape directly first. Now seeing the two Foundation Establishment cultivators of the opponent leave, Song Song Changze understood in his heart that these people should have gone to pursue Song Song Qingyu.

Whether it was fleeing with spiritual items or staying to hold on, everyone's fate was unknown. Now facing the attack from outside, they were already unable to protect themselves, so they could only secretly wish in their hearts that Song Song Qingyu could successfully escape.

Speaking of reinforcements, actually, not long after the battle in Qinghe Market occurred, the movement had already alarmed several small families near the market, and the fastest ones had already arrived nearby.

On the west side of Qinghe Market, a dozen cultivators looked at the battle happening at the market from afar, and everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.

"Patriarch, someone is really attacking Qinghe Market. It looks like bandit cultivators from the north. Should we hurry over to support?"

The black-clad Liu family patriarch stared at the battlefield ahead, frowned, and drank lightly, "The other party has so many people. It seems the situation is somewhat unfavorable. Our few people rushing over rashly won't be able to help much. Wait first, and see the situation."

"But! Patriarch, our Liu family is so close to Qinghe Market. If we don't go to support, after these bandit cultivators retreat, if the main family blames us for this, how should we explain it?"

"I said wait and see the situation first. Didn't you understand? Our Liu family didn't come to support, but we just didn't arrive here in time." The Liu family patriarch glared at the elder who spoke and sighed with a heavy face.

At this moment, he was also extremely conflicted in his heart. On one hand, he was afraid that the other party had so many people and his few people would rush up like an egg hitting a rock, never to return. On the other hand, he was afraid that he would not come out to rescue in time, and the clues would be discovered by others and he would be blamed.

A tiny Qi Refining family like their Liu family was truly very difficult to make a choice in the face of the current great change. Once they took a wrong step, it was extremely likely that it would bring a disaster to the entire family. It was hateful that their own spiritual mountain was too close to Qinghe Market, making it fundamentally impossible to stay out of it.

Song Song Changze and the others temporarily caught their breath, but the situation on Song Song Qingyu's side was getting worse and worse.

After only fighting for a stick of incense, she had already received several attacks from the other party. Fortunately, the injuries were not very serious, and the water-attribute cultivation method she practiced had a self-healing effect. This little injury would not affect her combat power for the time being, but she also understood in her heart that she could not hold on for too long.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, we have such a big movement attacking the market, the other party's reinforcements must already be on the way. I think you shouldn't hide your secrets anymore. Hurry up and make a quick decision, then go to help Brother Cheng Yilong break the formation. Otherwise, if we are dragged by this woman for too long and some changes occur, it won't be easy for me to explain to Brother Cheng Yilong." Seeing that they couldn't take down Song Song Qingyu in a short time, Wu Xiang also started to feel somewhat anxious and sent a sound-transmission to Chen Chen Zicong.

In the battle just now, he had always been the main attacker, and Chen Chen Zicong had always been assisting from the side, fundamentally not using his full strength, which made Wu Xiang somewhat unhappy now.

Chen Chen Zicong saw that Wu Xiang's tone was already somewhat displeased, and he also knew that if he dragged it on, it would definitely be more and more unfavorable to their side. Gritting his teeth, he took out his biggest trump card.

Taking advantage of Wu Xiang's spell attack and Song Song Qingyu's full defense, Chen Chen Zicong also took this opportunity to wander to Song Song Qingyu's side without a sound.

Just as Song Song Qingyu had not reacted and shifted her attention to his side, Chen Chen Zicong waved his hand, and two black spiritual lights shot toward Song Song Qingyu quickly.

These two black lights were the second-tier magic tool Black Python Needle in Chen Chen Zicong's hand. This flying needle magic tool was very concealed when used and was best at secretly attacking the other party when they were careless. The only place that needed attention was that this magic tool needed to be nourished with magic power for a period of time after each launch before it could be used again. Chen Chen Zicong would definitely not use it easily unless it was a critical moment, which was why he did not take it out directly at the beginning.

Song Song Qingyu, after all, did not have much experience in fighting head-on. By the time she discovered the Black Python Needle shooting over, it was already too late to dodge. The defensive shield she temporarily released could only barely help her dodge the fatal blow, and the two flying needles still shot into her shoulder as expected.

The Black Python Needle was refined with a lot of second-tier demonic beast black python venom, and the toxicity was very fierce. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator with deep magic power would have their combat power greatly affected if they were poisoned by this venom.

Soon Song Song Qingyu felt a burst of numbness coming from her left shoulder that was hit by the poison needle. She hurriedly took out a few detoxification elixirs with her right hand and took them to temporarily suppress the spread of the toxin in her body.

Now she needed to use a portion of her magic power to resist the snake venom on her body and no longer had the ability to continue fighting, so she could only choose to flee immediately.

"Heh heh! Still want to escape? Let's see where you can run!"

Seeing Song Song Qingyu wanting to escape, Wu Xiang and Chen Chen Zicong exchanged a look and smiled knowingly, then chased after her. In the pitch-black night sky, two sword lights of different colors appeared one after another.

The battle in the air had already been decided. Seeing that the Foundation Establishment cultivators above had all left, the Qi Refining cultivators who were still in a chaotic battle below also soon made their own choices.

The stick of incense time requested by Song Song Qingyu before the battle had long passed. The reason they were able to fight until now was also the result of Song Song Qingyu's personal leadership, which encouraged them.

Seeing that Song Song Qingyu had already fled in defeat, they also gradually fell into a disadvantage. More than half of the twenty-plus people who rushed out together had already been lost. Under the leadership of Hu Maocai, the captain, to flee the battlefield, a portion of the people chose to retreat into the market formation, and the remaining people all started to flee in all directions following Hu Maocai.

However, fleeing like them was actually very hard to say. Most people were very difficult to escape the pursuit of so many people on the other side. Moreover, once Wu Xiang and Chen Chen Zicong solved Song Song Qingyu and returned to the battlefield, facing the pursuit of two Foundation Establishment cultivators, the probability of them being able to escape was almost equal to none. By comparison, retreating into the market might be able to live longer.

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 282 =====