The flying knife passed by, and the sound of piercing the air was deafening.
Lu Yu's power is so great now.
Throwing the flying knife, there was almost a thunderous sound in the void, resounding in all directions.
Wuchen's face changed drastically, his hair stood on end, and his scalp felt numb.
He was about to escape, but the flying knife thrown by Lu Yu was so powerful that even he felt unprecedented fear. Wuchen subconsciously felt that he would never be able to take this knife.
However, just as the thought of escaping appeared, the flying knife had already arrived in front of Wuchen.
Fortunately, the flying knife was not aimed at Wuchen's head, but at the corner of his clothes.
puff!
The sharp blade directly pierced Wuchen's loose monk robe.
Its tyrannical power pulled Wuchen and nailed him to the wall.
Seeing that he was not dead, Wuchen let out a long sigh of relief.
He stretched out his hand to draw the knife, but unexpectedly, the blade had completely sunk into the wall and was nailed deep inside.
Even though Wuchen used considerable strength, he could not pull out the flying knife immediately.
Finally, Wuchen yanked hard, tearing a corner of his monk's robe, and then he managed to free himself.
"Okay! I didn't expect you to be able to control the magic weapon and suddenly attack me when I'm not prepared!" Wuchen sneered again and again.
It was obvious that he attacked first.
But now, Wu Chen was the first to complain and bite Lu Yu back.
Princess Pingyang frowned: "Master Wuchen, can you deal with this guy?"
Wuchen raised his head proudly and said calmly: "Your Highness, put it down, I have just tried it out with him. This person is just a heretic who knows how to manipulate magic weapons, and is not a match for the poor monk at all."
Bai Yifan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Monk, you are no match for my master. You have been nailed to the wall by flying knives. What else is there to say?"
"Young junior, how do you know my methods?" Wuchen sneered.
He immediately looked at Lu Yu, clasped his hands together, and showed compassion: "I'm afraid you already know the gap between you and me, right?"
Lu Yu also smiled: "What difference do I understand?"
"It's the strength gap between us. Didn't you feel it when I took action just now?"
Wuchen's eyebrows wrinkled and suddenly relaxed: "It seems that you can only control my magic weapon, but you don't understand the mystery."
He pretended to be profound and said: "The poor monk has just spared his efforts and given you some face. Next time, you won't be so lucky."
Lu Yu said: "Okay, I'll give you this opportunity, you make the first move."
The reason why he wasted time with Wuchen was because after Lu Yu stepped into the house, the thread of fate in Bo Xun suddenly broke.
It was as if Bo Xun had never existed in this world.
This situation was quite strange, but Lu Yu was not in a hurry, and his spiritual consciousness swept around.
"No need, my Buddha is compassionate, and the poor monk values peace."
Wuchen clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant: "Now kneel down and apologize to Princess Pingyang. The poor monk will make the decision and let your master and disciple leave."
Princess Pingyang also nodded: "Yes, if you apologize now, I can be kind and promise to let you go."
She was wary of Lu Yu and wanted to find an opportunity to drive Lu Yu away as soon as possible.
Lu Yu said lightly: "It seems there is no need. The person I want to find has been found!"
After saying this, Lu Yu raised his hand and grabbed it in Wuchen's direction.
In an instant, a golden palm stretched across the void and grabbed Wuchen.