Chapter 281: Defeat and Retreat

Not long after Song Qingyu rushed out, Song Changxiong and the others, who were struggling on the east side of the market, immediately discovered that the bandit cultivators attacking the formation outside had suddenly become much fewer, which also made the pressure they faced here slightly reduced.

"Everyone, someone has come to support the market. As long as you hold on for a while longer, these people outside will retreat in the face of difficulties."

Saying this, Song Changxiong was just to inspire people's hearts. Earlier, Song Qingwan had handed over all the valuable spiritual items in the Song family shop to Song Qingyu. He had also discussed with Song Qingyu to let her take a portion of the spiritual items and flee directly. Now seeing the other party's two Foundation Establishment cultivators leave, he understood in his heart that these people should have gone to pursue Song Qingyu.

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

Speaking of reinforcements, in fact, 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, more than ten cultivators looked at the battle happening in the market from afar, each with a dumbfounded look on their face.

"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 in front and frowned, drinking lightly, "The other side has so many people, it seems the situation is not very good. Our few people rushing over rashly won't be of much help. Wait first and see the situation."

"But! Patriarch, our Liu family is so close to Qinghe Market. If we don't 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 just didn't arrive here in time, just a little late." The Liu family patriarch glared at the elder who spoke sideways and sighed heavily.

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

A small Qi Refining family like their Liu family was really hard to make a choice when facing such a big change. Once a wrong step was taken, it was very likely to bring a disaster to the entire family. It was hateful that their own spiritual mountain was too close to Qinghe Market and couldn't stay out of it at all.

Song Changxiong's side temporarily breathed a sigh of relief, but Song Qingyu's side was getting worse and worse.

After only entangling for a stick of incense time, she had already been hit by several attacks from the other side. Fortunately, the injuries were not very serious, and the water-attribute cultivation technique she practiced had a self-healing effect. These injuries would not affect her combat power for the time being, but she also understood in her heart that she couldn't hold on for too long.

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

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

Chen Zicong saw that Wu Xiang's tone was already displeased, and he also knew that dragging it on 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 Qingyu's full defense, Chen Zicong also took this opportunity to wander to Song Qingyu's side quietly.

Just when Song Qingyu hadn't reacted and put her attention on his side, Chen Zicong raised his hand and waved, and two black spiritual lights shot quickly towards Song Qingyu.

These two black lights were the second-level magic artifact Black Python Needle in Chen Zicong's hand. This flying needle magic artifact was very hidden when used, and it was best at sneaking up on the other party when they were careless. The only place that needed attention was that this magic artifact needed to be warmed with magic power for a period of time after each launch before it could be used again. Chen Zicong certainly wouldn't use it easily unless it was a critical moment. This was also the reason why he didn't take it out directly at the beginning.

Song Qingyu had little experience in frontal fighting after all. 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 help her barely dodge a fatal blow, and the two flying needles still hit her shoulder unexpectedly.

In the Black Python Needle, a lot of second-level demonic beast black python snake venom was refined, and the toxicity was very fierce. Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator with deep magic power was poisoned by this, the combat power in the next battle would definitely be greatly affected.

Soon Song Qingyu felt a numbness in her left shoulder that was hit by the poison needle, and hurriedly took out several detox pills 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 far away immediately.

"Haha! Still want to escape, see where you can run!"

Seeing Song Qingyu wanting to escape, Wu Xiang and Chen Zicong looked at each other and smiled before chasing 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 quickly made their own choices.

The stick of incense time requested by Song Qingyu before the battle had long passed. Hu Maocai and the others were able to fight until now because Song Qingyu took the lead, which inspired the result.

Seeing that Song Qingyu had been defeated and fled, they also slowly fell into a disadvantage. More than twenty people who rushed out together had lost nearly half, and under the leadership of Hu Maocai, the captain, to flee the battlefield, some people chose to retreat into the market formation, and the remaining people all began to flee in all directions following Hu Maocai.

However, it was actually hard to say about the fate of their escape like this. Most people were hard to escape the pursuit of so many people on the other side. And once Wu Xiang and Chen Zicong solved Song Qingyu and returned to the battlefield, facing the pursuit of two Foundation Establishment cultivators, the probability of them escaping was almost equal to none. In comparison, retreating to the market might be able to live longer.