Within the black light, a Blood-Red Small Sword was faintly visible.
Without a second thought, Wang Yu swung the Iron Rod magical artifact he had just seized hard at the black light.
With a clang, the Iron Rod shot out as a black blur, knocking the Blood-Red Small Sword away.
Then Wang Yu flicked the Blue-and-Red Long Saber before him. Layer upon layer of blue-and-red saber shadows appeared, slashing all the incoming phantasmal Azure Spear Rays to pieces.
The short disciple grew frantic at the sight. Forming a hand seal, he once again urged the Green Bats above his head to open their mouths and spit out rings of silent sound waves.
Wang Yu merely frowned. Suddenly, he tucked the saber at his waist and pressed one hand to its hilt. With a low cry of "Draw-Cutting Art!", he kicked off the ground and shot forward like a raging wind.
With his current physical strength and his Breathing Technique activated, Wang Yu reached the short disciple in a single charge.
The Mara Sect disciple was horrified and hurriedly thrust his Large Shield across his body.
A crystalline gleam flickered in Wang Yu's eyes. His arm thickened again, and the hand resting on the saber's hilt grew larger. A dazzling blade of light abruptly flashed into view.
A thunderous boom rang out.
The Iron Shield shattered into pieces as though struck savagely by something immensely heavy. Then a head tumbled to the ground, while Wang Yu had already appeared behind the headless corpse.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Almost simultaneously, the nearby ground burst apart. Three sharp iron thorns, each as thick as the mouth of a bowl, erupted from the soil and stabbed like lightning into vital points on Wang Yu's newly revealed body.
The other two Mara Sect disciples were startled