Chapter 302 I am acting in self-defense

The camp leader quickly notified his superiors. After all, these two gods were coming to cause trouble for Fan Wentang, and he certainly couldn't stop them.

Jing Ye, who was originally filled with righteous indignation, calmed down at this moment and persuaded Yan Yu with a voice transmission:

"Don't kill."

"Ah?" Yan Yu laughed out loud, "Old Liu, do I look like some kind of Great Western King?"

"Seriously." Liu Longtao said solemnly, "The Dingbei Army intends to make him a typical case."

"A model of amnesty, right?" Yan Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's for the common cultivators to see." Liu Longtao didn't deny it, but said in a deep voice, "If this evil person can live well, the other common cultivators who have been recruited will naturally feel at ease. As for his so-called cultivation qualifications, those are not irreplaceable and are not the most fundamental reason for protecting him."

"I thought so." Yan Yu suddenly smiled and said, "How do you know so much? Could this be the work of the elders of your Liu family?"

"I won't tell you who it is," Liu Longtao emphasized again, "I'm not kidding you. Don't kill him. Otherwise, Chen Tianming will have to clean up your mess."

Yan Yu was slightly startled and suddenly felt a chill.

If Chen Tianming cleaned up the mess for him, this would definitely become a handle in Old Taishan's hands, and he could suddenly use it to disgust him...

The senior leaders of the Dingbei Army were not fools. Their plan to exploit Fan Wentang was to use this as a leverage to make him risk his life.

In his previous life, this guy might have been the strongest among the ghost-wielding monks, but his status and influence were even inferior to Xie Ruoxi's. Now it seems that this wasn't entirely due to his personality. Perhaps he was defined from the beginning as a slave thug to be exploited... Hmm? In that case, his final choice to rebel was also because he hit a glass ceiling and realized his true situation and status?
"Hey, are you coming or not?" Fan Wentang sneered.

Yan Yu quickly gathered his thoughts and walked off the stage.

Forget it, everyone has their own path. Don't blame others for your own choices.

"Come on." He snapped his fingers.

Fan Wentang took out the soul-calling bell from his waist and shook it gently, and two ghosts emerged from the void.

The ghost on the left was dressed in white, thin, with a long red tongue, a bitter smile on his face, and a document in his hand; the ghost on the right was dressed in a black robe, short in stature, with an unshaven beard, an angry face, and a chain in his hand.

Black and White Impermanence? No, it's the path of Black and White Impermanence.

In the Dharma Ending Age, the underworld is in disarray, with many deities vacant. Today, if ghosts seek to cultivate, they inevitably aim for the vacant seats in the underworld. This is why there are multiple paths of ghost cultivation: Yama, Judge, and Ghost Messenger. Among these Ghost Messenger, there are three paths: Golden Shackles and Silver Locks, Ox-Headed and Horse-Face, and Black and White Impermanence. All are renowned for their skill in combat.

The ghosts in the soul-calling bell, inherited from an elder in Fan Wentang's family, clearly follow the path of the Black and White Impermanence. White Impermanence's support, Black Impermanence's main attack, make for a formidable combination. Especially in a one-on-one duel, if the opponent summons two ghosts at once, and they coordinate seamlessly, it becomes a one-on-three situation.

Yan Yu didn't say anything and started to perform the Fenyun Bagua Step.

Although he did not have the aptitude to practice cultivation, his comprehension of sword immortality was astonishing. Otherwise, he would not have been able to innovate based on the Valkyrie's theory in his previous life.

Although the Fenyun Bagua Step was only acquired in this era, after a period of practice, its essence and mystery have been thoroughly mastered.

Fan Wentang narrowed his eyes slightly, and Bai Wuchang took the lead. The document in his hand moved without wind, and immediately a faint light flew out to grab Yan Yu.

The dim light was neither blue nor dark blue. It was called "soul-bewitching dark light". Anyone who was touched by it would immediately lose consciousness and suffer damage to the soul, just like an elderly patient with Parkinson's syndrome.

Yan Yu used the Dividing Clouds Eight Diagrams Step, moving sideways to the left to avoid the soul-snatching dark light. But the blue light seemed to have a spirit, drawing an arc and chasing Yan Yu.

Fan Wentang was secretly pleased with himself, and even with his face covered in blood from Liu Longtao's beating, he couldn't help but smile. This Ghost Master's soul-snatching light is invisible and intangible, unblockable, and it can automatically lock onto souls. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, he will catch up. I want to see where you can hide!
He shook the soul-calling bell in his hand again, and Hei Wuchang swung the chain in his hand and threw it hard towards Yan Yu.

His chain is a "soul-binding chain" that can not only be used to hit people, but even if it hits a flying sword or magic weapon, it can damage its spirituality and make it malfunction.

Being attacked from both sides by the dark light and chains, Yan Yu still did not draw his sword. Instead, he suddenly tilted his body, dodged the attack of the soul-binding chains, and continued to rush towards Hei Wuchang.

Fan Wentang felt nervous, because his two ghost masters had made some progress in cultivation, their bodies had become as solid as substance, and they would be seriously injured if they were cut by the flying sword... He hurriedly activated the soul-calling bell again, and the Black Impermanence immediately pulled his arm and quickly retracted the flying soul-binding chain, holding it in his hand to prepare to block the flying sword attack.

Yan Yu had already rushed in front of him, but still did not make any sword gestures. Suddenly, his body moved horizontally to the right to create distance again.

Want to escape? Fan Wentang was secretly surprised and his face changed drastically... No!
However, the soul-bewitching dark light was always chasing Yan Yu, and the distance was very close. As a result, he moved sideways and immediately let the Black Impermanence out of his way.

Because the distance was so short, Fan Wentang had no time to direct Bai Wuchang to retract his attack. The Soul-Snatching Dark Light had no time to brake or change direction, and it struck Hei Wuchang directly. Hei Wuchang was instantly knocked back three or four meters, his hands drooping limply, his soul-binding chains falling to the ground. He seemed to be bewildered, unable to continue his attack.

There was no time to regret the death of Hei Wuchang, because Yan Yu did not move sideways in a random direction - he rushed straight towards Fan Wentang!
The ghost monks are most afraid of being approached by others, so Fan Wentang quickly used the magic of speed to retreat, and at the same time ordered Bai Wuchang to release the soul-snatching dark light again to prevent Yan Yu from getting close.

But Yan Yu suddenly jumped into the air, merged with the Huangting sword light, and flew into the air with the sword!

The sword light was faster than the footwork and reached in front of Fan Wentang in an instant, half a second faster than the soul-bewitching dark light.

The camp leader's expression changed drastically, and he quickly waved his hand, signaling the surrounding monks to rush to the rescue.

Without Liu Longtao's reminder, Ye Jun quickly activated the Xuanguang Ruler, sending a light flower to cover Fan Wentang, preventing him from being killed by Yan Yu's sword - otherwise, this matter would not be resolved peacefully afterwards!

Even if they have done many evil things, they have not committed treason after all. If you, a monk, kill your colleagues because of personal grudges, will you turn against your superiors out of resentment in the future?
Yan Yu is now a flying general of Longcheng. There is absolutely no need for him to become an enemy of the entire system just because of a gangster cultivator!
Not only did everyone go down to rescue him, but just as Yan Yu's sword was about to hit Fan Wentang, he suddenly separated from the sword and fell to the ground.

Fan Wentang was also prepared to fight to the death, and chanted a spell to "punch the sword", even if it meant breaking his arm. However, unexpectedly, Yan Yu suddenly stopped flying with the sword.

In surprise, he could no longer retract his fist and fiercely hit the opponent's chest.

Then Yan Yu grabbed his wrist.

Yan Yu's reaction speed was much faster than his. He grabbed Fan Wentang's wrist, stopped his fist, and cast a spell. He used this arm to lift Fan Wentang up, and the big windmill turned three-quarters of a circle, and threw him out to hit the soul-snatching dark light that came later.

Fan Wentang was struck by his own White Impermanence's soul-snatching dark light and fell to the ground, unable to get up. The other monks received orders from their leader to rush to his rescue, only to find that the man on the ground had crooked eyes and ears, and was drooling. It was obvious that his soul was damaged and his mind was completely confused.

"Make way, make way, make way!" Liu Longtao pushed his way through the crowd, glanced at Fan Wentang, and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't it okay? I'm glad you're okay!"

He rushed to the conclusion, saying "it's all right," which made the camp leaders who rushed over spit blood. You call this all right?
It's not impossible... As long as the person is not dead, with the various methods used by today's cultivators, his life can be saved after all. But it's hard to say whether the damage to the soul will leave any sequelae, and the leader doesn't quite understand it either.

Seeing that Liu Longtao was still taking pictures with his mobile phone, the camp leader quickly waved his hand, signaling everyone to carry Fan Wentang down for rescue.

"You're too impulsive." Ye Jun came to Yan Yu and said worriedly, "What if his brain is damaged and he can't be saved?"

"There's nothing I can do about it." Yan Yu looked helpless and sighed, "You see, his ghostly beam will chase me. I have to find a human shield to take it, right? Otherwise, I'll be the one who gets hit. I'm acting in self-defense."

Everyone around, including Liu Longtao, had a blank expression on their faces and laughed inwardly.

It sounds like there's really no problem, but your last sentence is really unbearable.

You deliberately flew close with your sword, wasn't that just to force him to use the Soul-Snatching Dark Light to intercept? Otherwise, what's the difference between letting the ghost cultivator get close to the sword immortal and dying directly?
Deliberate self-defense can also be considered self-defense, right?
(End of this chapter)

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