However, before he could cast his magic, he heard Xiao Yi shout softly and activated his secret technique, "Heavenly Net!"
Countless rays of light intertwined into a giant net, enveloping Qingyu.
Seeing this, Mu Xueyan also accelerated her musical attack and continued to interfere with Qingyu.
Qingyu's face changed, knowing that he couldn't escape.
He took a deep breath, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he was ready to fight to the death.
But at this moment, a black shadow flashed by and blocked his way.
The person who came was Xuan Ji. He clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and golden light suddenly appeared around his body. He actually managed to withstand Mu Xueyan's sonic attack, giving Qingyu a chance to breathe.
"Xuan Ji! You traitor!"
Xiao Yi's eyes were wide with anger. He never expected that the Buddhist disciple of Xuanhu Temple, who once hated evil, would now become a lackey of the evil cultivator.
Xuan Ji had a blank expression and an indifferent look on his face. He just spoke calmly after hearing this.
"Traitor? I never betrayed my beliefs. I simply chose a path that suits me better."
The golden light around him gradually turned blood-red, and the Buddhist teachings and evil thoughts merged, erupting with a heart-pounding pressure.
Xiao Yi's heart trembled, realizing that Xuan Ji was more difficult to deal with than before.
He was about to remind Mu Xueyan to be careful, but suddenly he felt a chill on his back and a tingling sensation on his scalp.
Xiao Yi turned around suddenly, but only saw a bloody afterimage.
His pupils suddenly shrank and he wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
A white palm gently pressed against his chest, and violent power instantly invaded his meridians.
He groaned, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground, with blood gushing out of his mouth.
"Xiao Yi!"
Mu Xueyan exclaimed, and without bothering to fight with Xuan Ji anymore, she quickly flew over to check his injuries.
"Walk!"
Xiao Yi endured the severe pain and made a decisive choice.
Having missed the good opportunity to attack Qingyu, I can only wait until next time.
Mu Xueyan helped Xiao Yi up, and the two turned around and fled.
Seeing that they were about to run away, Qingyu, who had been suppressed and beaten, would not let go of this opportunity. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he made a gesture with his hands. Three colorless light blades went straight to the back of Xiao Yi.
"Want to run? Not that easy!"
The colorless light blade carried a sharp murderous aura and was about to pierce Xiao Yi's back.
At the critical moment, a light blue sound wave appeared out of nowhere and blocked the attack of the light blade.
"You want to kill him, have you asked me?"
Mu Xueyan shouted angrily, and plucked the pipa with her ten fingers, creating several sound waves that neutralized the threat of the light blade.
"Xuan Ji, stop her!"
After hearing Meng Wan's order, Xuan Ji immediately flew forward.
He clasped his hands together, and the power of Buddha and demons intertwined around him, forming a golden barrier that blocked Mu Xueyan's way.
"Donor, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."
Mu Xueyan's face was gloomy, and the pipa in her hand emitted bursts of crisp sound waves, trying to break through Xuan Ji's defense.
However, Xuan Ji's Buddha and demon power was like a rock, motionless.
Mu Xueyan's expression changed slightly. She didn't expect that this former Buddhist disciple would become more and more difficult to deal with after being possessed by the devil.
While Xuan Ji was stopping Mu Xueyan, Qing Yu finally launched a counterattack against Xiao Yi.
He had been beaten by the two men before, and he had been full of anger for a long time. Now that he was in the upper hand, he naturally wanted to vent his anger.
Meng Wan was watching from the side, preventing the two from escaping, and occasionally she would suddenly attack Xiao Yi.
Although Xiao Yi had cultivated a pair of divine eyes that greatly restrained Qingyu's martial arts, Meng Wan, who was raiding the battlefield nearby, put a lot of pressure on him, making it impossible for him to concentrate on dealing with Qingyu.
In this way, we are naturally at a disadvantage.
Seeing Xiao Yi being beaten by Meng Wan, Mu Xueyan couldn't help but feel anxious.
If this continues, the situation will only become more and more passive.
She gritted her teeth and dared not delay any longer. She pinched her fingers together and a dazzling white light shot up into the sky, shaking the entire sky.
"Oh no, she informed others!"
Qingyu's face changed slightly. If the saints and saintesses from other sects came, they would probably fall into a new round of danger.
"Before the others arrive, let's get rid of Xiao Yi first!"
Meng Wan let out a low roar, and her figure turned into a blood shadow, rushing straight towards Xiao Yi.
Qingyu no longer dared to hold back and burst out with all his strength, continuing to put pressure on Xiao Yi.
Meng Wan's figure was like blood-red lightning, instantly approaching Xiao Yi.
The long sword in her hand flashed with cold light, and the sword's momentum was like a rainbow, pointing directly at Xiao Yi's heart.
Feeling the strong pressure brought by Meng Wan, Xiao Yi's heart tightened and he knew that he had to go all out.
He roared, his eyes flashing with dazzling light, and he quickly found the flaw.
Just as he was about to escape, Qingyu suddenly roared, and a mirror appeared out of thin air in his hand, reflecting an even more dazzling white light towards Xiao Yi's eyes.
The moment the white light hit Xiao Yi, he let out a panicked scream and subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. Two lines of blood flowed down from between his fingers.
“Ah! My eyes!!”
At the same time, with a "pop", the mirror in Qingyu's hand shattered into countless pieces. His face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xiao Yi!"
Seeing this, Mu Xueyan felt nervous and wanted to rush over to rescue.
But Xuan Ji was like a mountain, blocking her firmly.
She couldn't help but feel angry and anxious, "Get out of here, you disgusting bald donkey! What benefits did the people of Xuanyin Sect give you?"
Xuan Ji seemed to hear nothing, and no matter how Mu Xueyan insulted him, he couldn't let her break through his blockade.
Qingyu destroyed Xiao Yi's eyes, and felt happy. He was about to press on to pursue the victory, but heard Meng Wan say.
"Someone is coming, retreat first."
Qingyu was somewhat unwilling, but he also knew that if he continued to fight, he would not gain any advantage.
So he decisively withdrew and fled into the distance with Meng Wan.
"Want to run? How can it be that easy?"
The true energy in Mu Xueyan's palm surged, and a sharp icy palm wind went straight to Xuan Ji's back.
Xuan Ji seemed to have eyes on his back. He dodged the fatal blow with a flash of his body, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
"Bald donkey, you can't run away!"
Mu Xueyan shouted angrily and chased after him relentlessly.
However, Xuan Ji's movements were erratic, like a ghost, and Mu Xueyan's attacks failed several times.
Fearing that Xiao Yi might meet with an accident, she didn't dare to leave too far away. She could only grit her teeth and watch Xuan Ji disappear right before her eyes.
Soon, three figures appeared from the air.
"What's going on?"
Hua Li, the Flower Shadow Saint, swept her eyes over Xiao Yi, a trace of anxiety between her brows, "Who hurt my Junior Brother Xiao?"
"Who else? It's naturally the demon cultivator from Xuanyin Sect!"
Mu Xueyan gritted her teeth and pointed in the direction where Meng Wan and others disappeared.
"We were almost winning against Qingyu of the Xuanyin Sect, but Meng Wan and Xuan Ji suddenly showed up and caught us off guard!"
The expressions of the three people changed.
Ling Wu clenched his fists, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes, "Damn it! They actually let them get away!"
Qin Shaoyang frowned slightly, glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "Let's take a look at Xiao Yi's injuries first."
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