Wang Ye couldn't help but praise, and took advantage of this opportunity to lead Xiao Wu and Xiao Si towards the location of the Sutra Pavilion.
When there were only about a hundred meters away from the Sutra Pavilion, Xiao Wu skillfully opened a space crack in front of him without Wang Ye's command, and then controlled the energy to surround the entire Sutra Pavilion.
"It's done!"
Xiao Wu whispered.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, led the two of them out of the space rift.
Inside the Sutra Pavilion, there is an old atmosphere unique to books. It looks very big. There are rows of huge bookshelves inside, filled with books!
Judging from the capacity, I don’t know how much it exceeds the Tianzhu.
Moreover, the paper in most of the books is somewhat yellowed and looks old.
A real treasure!
Wang Ye sighed, and instead of collecting the books in a hurry, he took Xiao Wu and Xiao Si into hiding, looking for the last old monk who might be left in the Sutra Pavilion.
layer...
No.
Wang Ye walked towards the second floor calmly.
Xiaosi disappeared into the shadows, and Xiaowu became more agile. Every time he took a step, there would be space energy fluctuations under his feet, and he would not make any sound at all.
The three of them walked towards the top of the pavilion one by one.
Fortunately, the Sutra Pavilion itself is not very high, with only three floors in total.
And similar to a tower-type building, every time you go up a floor, the space area will be much smaller!
Wang Ye stood on the stairs on the second floor and looked up. He could vaguely see the figure of an old monk, with his back to the stairs!
"Chance!"
Wang Ye's eyes lit up and he quickly realized this!
Wang Ye's advantage now is that the Buddhist Kingdom has been at ease for too long, and there is not much loss even in this eternal night, so the overall state is still relatively relaxed.
after all...
In this day and age, not many people would be brave enough to come to the Buddhist country to rob things, unless they are crazy.
Therefore, even if there was only one old monk left in the Sutra Pavilion, he was not nervous. Instead, he sat cross-legged with a wooden fish in front of him, beating it rhythmically, and chanting from time to time. Some kind of scripture.
And his mental power slowly fluctuated with the tapping of the wooden fish.
It should be a method of cultivating spiritual power.
It's just... isn't the Buddhist country for physical training?
Wang Ye's expression was a little strange, but he quickly made a gesture.
Xiao Wu beside him nodded, and a space crack suddenly appeared in front of him. The figure disappeared in the next second, but he did not appear in a hurry.
Wang Ye silently condensed the word "Suppression", suddenly accelerated, and rushed towards the old monk. He held the Ghost Sword in his other hand and slashed at the old monk, accompanied by a whistling sound.
The old monk's reaction speed was still very fast. The moment he realized something was wrong, he stood up suddenly and let out an alarm-like roar. Then he quickly backed up and a Zen staff appeared in his hand, holding it up. Wang Ye's Ghost Sword.
All actions are done in one go!
but...
It's too late.
Wang Ye noticed that this old monk was even stronger than the two people who left before.
But there was mental calculation but no intention, and in a three-on-one situation, some tragedy was doomed.
Xiao Wu's figure suddenly appeared behind the old monk, and his huge fist hit the old monk's body, making a harsh sound.
The old monk staggered, but he was unscathed!
He practiced physical training in the Buddhist Kingdom and gained extraordinary strength.
However, Xiao Wu seemed to have been prepared. His body glowed with a faint golden light, and golden words surrounded his body, spinning constantly.
And this golden text was like a long rope, winding around the old monk.
This kind of aura from the same source restrained even the old monk for two seconds. Taking this opportunity, Wang Ye came close to him and bumped his shoulder against the old monk. His left hand invisibly moved an inch forward and pressed against the old monk. on the waist.
The word "Zhen" in the palm of the hand moved along the palm and was sent into the old monk's body.
The old monk's body stiffened.
Xiao Wu's golden words lost their resistance, wrapping around them layer by layer, completely binding them!
For a time, there were double seals outside the body and inside the body!
The final killer move, Xiaosi!
She quietly emerged from the shadows, and subconsciously touched the old monk's head with her hands, but she didn't know what she remembered. Her movements paused, and then some sharp nails suddenly appeared on her right hand, and she stabbed directly into the old monk's chest. One poke, one pull...
A heart that was still beating appeared in Xiaosi's hand.
Xiaosi looked at the heart, seemingly curious. He lowered his head and looked at the position of his chest, then looked at the heart, and finally squeezed it out in disgust!
A cloud of blood mist dyed her right hand red.
But after losing his heart, the old monk only turned pale and did not die. You could even see that the muscles in his chest were continuously healing.
"Pick your head off!"
Seeing Xiao Wu's golden words and his own "Zhen" formula constantly breaking apart, the old monk might be able to escape at any time, Wang Ye couldn't help but shout.
What responded to Wang Ye was Xiaosi's somewhat puzzled eyes, as if he was a little confused.
But her hand did not stop. She quickly put it on the old monk's head and picked it gently. A human head appeared in Xiaosi's hand.
Wang Ye's figure flashed, and he came to Xiaosi, took the head over, and used both hands to force it!
My head exploded!
In this way, Wang Ye was still a little worried. He took out the soul lamp from the cloth bag, took out a wisp of flame, and burned all the old monk's body, flesh and blood. After leaving no trace, he slumped down on the ground and stood there for a long time. Breathe a sigh of relief!
For a moment, even Wang Ye felt a little scared.
Obviously, this old monk is much stronger than Wang Ye imagined.
If it were an honest fight, even if Wang Ye and the other three could kill him, it would still take a long time.
This time it was a sneak attack, coupled with a detailed preparation plan, it was possible to kill him in such a short period of time.
Even so, the old monk almost escaped from trouble just now!
If the old monk chooses to escape instead of confronting them head-on, he and others may be facing a thousand-mile pursuit from the Buddhist Kingdom in one minute!
His current strength is still too weak.
Although the realm has progressed very quickly, it... is still not enough!
Wang Ye sighed.
However, based on actual strength estimation, this old monk is barely as strong as the Pseudo-Liujue. The three of us can take it down within one minute, which is already a good achievement.
Wang Ye comforted himself.
