The battle with demons continued for a while. Over the years, Wuyi had learned many arts of battling; even Old Man Xilai had taught him some great arts. But here in a real battle, he was hardly able to use any. The biggest limiter for him was Qi. Most of his energy was used by statues. He rarely had any left for using skills. Here in real battle, his subordinates actually turned out to be his biggest strength. The value of subordinates had risen in his eyes.
Yun Ming, beside him, was attacking the demon. He executed a two-handed blade attack, breaking the demon's sword arm with his spear. The demon stumbled back, and Yun Ming thrust his spear haft between its legs.
As it stumbled, Wuyi seized the moment, stepping forward and delivering an overhand cut from the guard of the long tail. The sword flashed up, powered by his back, arms, and shoulders as he leveled the blow from right to left.
His blow went under its weapon. Beheaded it.
