Chapter 159: Sword Light Differentiation
Although Wu Yi was extremely manic and his mind was not clear, he was more sensitive to threats. He sensed the sharpness contained in the sword light and slightly turned his body to avoid the sword light.
Qiu Buyan practiced the Shangqing Lingxiao Divine Sword Sutra, one of the three skills and nine classics, and was most proficient in controlling the sword. The oncoming sword light did not hit Wu Yi, but after passing Wu Yi, it turned around and split into two, attacking Wu Yi from behind.
The sword light split, split into two, and its power remained unchanged, even better. Qiu Buyan actually mastered the art of splitting the sword light.
The art of splitting the sword light is an extremely difficult art of controlling the spirit, and it requires extremely high spiritual awareness. Those who can master it must be the seeds of the sword.
Wu Yi did not expect the sword light to hit from behind. Seeing that he could not avoid it, he raised his fist and planned to knock the sword light away. In his mania, Wu Yi seemed to have forgotten everything except the power method, and only knew to go straight.
Qiu Buyan noticed Wu Yi's abnormality, but this was just what he wanted. A manic opponent is always easier to deal with.
After hesitating for a while, Qiu Buyan did not let the sword light directly pass through Wu Yi's heart or Dantian, which are extremely important places. Instead, he turned downward and slashed straight through Wu Yi's knees, cutting the tendons of his feet, leaving a deep wound that was deep enough to see the bone.
Wu Yi immediately fell to the ground and could not stand up. Blood gushed out like a spring. Qiu Buyan still did not give up. The sword light turned again, extremely flexible, cutting through the meridians in Wu Yi's arm and crippling Wu Yi's hand.
Wu Yi, who was previously so powerful, was now completely disabled, as if he had become a lamb to be slaughtered. Although his eyes were full of ferocity, he obviously lost the power to resist.
Qiu Buyan thought so too, and threw out a large net that was shining with golden light. This net was woven with silk spit out by the golden silkworm that likes to eat gold and stone. It was the most flexible and tough, a top-level magic weapon, and a treasure used by the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to capture people.
Qiu Buyan looked at Wu Yi who fell to the ground and said coldly: "Wu Yi, you killed my disciples, follow me to the Law Enforcement Hall."
Wu Yi saw the big net approaching, almost locking all the directions of his escape. The fierceness in his eyes became more and more intense, and bloodshot almost covered his entire eye sockets, as if his eyes were about to burst out.
"Roar--" Wu Yi let out a roar that was not like a human voice. He was originally crawling on the ground because of his weak hands and feet. Above his body, a shadow appeared, which was initially hazy but gradually became clear. This was a golden ape.
The shadow also roared to the sky. Although it was just a shadow, its power was even greater than Wu Yi's, and even the net that was covering it paused for a moment.
"Death struggle." Although he felt heavy in his heart when he saw this scene, Qiu Buyan still said so, increasing the use of spiritual energy, and the big net slowly enveloped Wu Yi.
The demon transformation that Wu Yi had suppressed before reappeared at this time, and a lot of hair grew on his body. At first, it was golden yellow, but perhaps affected by the fire spirit in his body, these hairs quickly turned red.
Wu Yi's body also became much larger at this time, growing to a full ten feet tall, and his hands and feet were much thicker than before. The tendons of his hands and feet that were cut by Qiu Buyan before were also restored to their original state.
At this time, the big net had just covered him. Wu Yi, who was on all fours, suddenly stood up, grabbed the big net that was covering him, and planned to tear it apart.
Qiu Buyan showed a disdainful look when he saw this scene. If it was so easy to break, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall would not use this magic weapon to arrest people.
In order to prevent someone from escaping after being bound by the big net, the refiner incorporated iron caltrops, poisonous scorpion hooks, or paralysis or poison into it. In short, those who tried to resist would only fail faster.
After Wu Yi held the mesh of the big net, the originally smooth big net suddenly appeared with caltrops, which hurt Wu Yi's hands, but Wu Yi did not let go of his hands, and tore it left and right, trying to tear the big net apart.
This big net made of golden silkworm silk has good toughness. Wu Yi pulled it more than twice the length but did not break it. Instead, he pulled out the poisonous scorpion hook hidden in the deepest part. The poisonous scorpion hook pierced Wu Yi's hand fiercely, and the injured part suddenly turned purple and black.
But this aroused Wu Yi's anger. I don't know how many times the blood burning technique was activated, but I saw that the red hair on Wu Yi's body seemed to be burning, flashing with a weird light.
"Bang——" Wu Yi kept pulling, and the big net was torn apart. After all, it was Qiu Buyan's heart-refined thing. The big net was broken, and Qiu Buyan's face flushed.
"You deserve to die." Qiu Buyan's cold voice seemed to come from the underworld. He did not hold back any more. Two sword beams, one aimed at the heart and the other at the dantian. If this hit, Wu Yi would be crippled if not dead.
Wu Yi stared at the sword beams that were getting closer and closer with his bloodshot eyes. He raised his hands and tried to hit them with the same method as before. Qiu Buyan showed a cruel smile on his face. He was hitting a rock with an egg. Hadn't he learned enough from the previous lesson?
But the result this time was beyond Qiu Buyan's expectation. His sword beam was hit by Wu Yi and fell to the ground. The spiritual light also dimmed a lot.
Qiu Buyan took back the magic sword distressedly. The two sword beams merged into one. This was his life magic weapon. If it was damaged, his cultivation would fall.
Qiu Buyan sensed that his sword beam could have avoided Wu Yi's attack, but Wu Yi's fist suddenly appeared with a yellow light. Under the suppression of this yellow light, the speed of his magic sword suddenly slowed down, and he was hit by Wu Yi.
This yellow light seemed to become an aura, an aura of gravity. Qiu Buyan no longer viewed this battle with the same leisurely mentality as before. He now regarded Wu Yi as a real opponent.
Wu Yi knocked away the split sword light, jumped high, and punched Qiu Buyan. Qiu Buyan avoided Wu Yi's attack, split the magic sword into two, and then into four, and continued to fight with Wu Yi.
Because there were many more sword lights, Wu Yi needed to spend more energy to deal with the sword lights, and these sword lights split and merged, changing without reason, and the speed was weird. Wu Yi was entangled for a while and lost the ability to take the initiative to attack.
However, because the sword light splitting technique consumed too much energy, Qiu Buyan was also unable to launch other offensives, and the two sides were deadlocked here.
Just when Qiu Buyan was about to split the sword light into eight, he sensed the breath of a real person from a distance. A real person came out, which made him feel relieved. Splitting the sword light into four was his current limit. If he split it further, he might lose control.
There were three real people coming, Xu Yang, Ling Zhixu and He Zhijing. The ground was covered with broken bodies and blood. The two sides who were still fighting were not much better. Wu Yi's body was almost intact, but Qiu Buyan's clothes were also messy, but at least he was not injured, which was much better.
Seeing such a tragic scene on the spot, the three frowned and took Yun He, the only survivor standing aside, to the side. Ling Zhixu asked: "What happened here?"
After these few trials, Yun He became much braver. He was not timid when he saw the real people. He gave a general account of the origin of the matter. Of course, he emphasized the description of those disciples snatching ghosts and portrayed Wu Yi as a person who attacked in anger.
Xu Yang sighed. He didn't expect that his previous negligence would lead to such a tragedy. He waved his hand and shot out a spiritual energy, interrupting the ongoing battle.
Wu Yi, who had lost his mind, was still not giving up at this time. He even attacked Xu Yang. Yun He's repeated attempts to stop him were useless and he complained bitterly.
Xu Yang easily interrupted Wu Yi's attack and knocked him unconscious with his powerful strength.
The chaotic world finally calmed down, and Qiu Buyan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, this--" Qiu Buyan hesitated and asked how to deal with it next. This matter was beyond his control.
"It's all my fault that I don't control my disciples enough," Xu Yang sighed again, pointed at the broken bodies on the ground, and continued: "I actually gave birth to such a rat. Once this matter is over, I should blame myself." Xu Yang seemed very lonely while speaking.
Including Ling Zhixu and He Zhijing, they all cast envious eyes on the unconscious Wu Yi. This Xu Yang actually planned to resign from the position of the master of the temple to save Wu Yi, otherwise Wu Yi would be deprived of his membership and become a casual cultivator even if he was right this time.
The unconscious Wu Yi didn't know about this. As he breathed, the red hair on his body also disappeared bit by bit, and his body shrank back to his normal appearance.