"Master, he is alive!"
Wang Ye looked a little surprised and exclaimed.
Maitreya glanced at Wang Ye with a dark expression and suppressed his words.
Didn't you already know that he would survive?
But what surprised him was that he didn't know if his breath was a little weak due to serious injuries, which led to his current appearance...
Wang Ye is the strongest!
After the old monk was resurrected, his eyes were still a little confused, and he rushed towards Wang Ye directly.
"Ah, Master, help me beat him quickly!"
Wang Ye seemed to panic, turned around and ran away, still shouting.
But Maitreya became more leisurely, sitting lazily on Wang Ye's pony, admiring the scene in front of him.
Haven't found it before...
It turned out that it was so satisfying to sit at this angle and watch this bastard fight to death.
Wang Ye...did you think so before...
Maitreya looked a little strange.
But soon, Wang Ye suddenly stopped and his eyes flashed past Maitreya, full of unknown charm.
Maitreya seemed to have thought of something and cursed secretly.
When Wang Ye was running away, he had unknowingly approached Maitreya. At this time, he slapped himself on the body with a weak palm. It was not a way of seriously injuring himself, but... .
Cut off the cultivation base.
He cut down his own strength and lost not much, which is comparable to Maitreya who is only slightly weaker.
"You're so crazy!"
"The lost cultivation will take you a long time to make up for it!"
"It's not as if the inner involvement is to this extent!"
As Wang Ye's strength dropped, the old monk had once again set his sights on Maitreya, and...the distance between the two was not far, and Maitreya was still sitting on the horse, with a very weird posture...
The next second the old monk appeared next to Maitreya, raised his hand and patted Maitreya directly.
Maitreya rolled around on the ground in a panic, barely escaping, and fled again in the small main hall.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, sat on the maza enjoyingly and continued to watch the excitement.
"You still want to grab my chair, that's too much."
"This level of cultivation... will take at least three days to recover. It's really distressing."
"My talent is not enough, I can only rely on my tireless efforts."
Wang Ye was still mumbling while watching the excitement.
For a moment, the fleeing Maitreya couldn't help but want to vomit blood.
What a joke...
Three days?
If anyone who has cultivated to this level heard these words, they would probably have the idea of beating Wang Ye to death.
At this level of strength, anyone who wants to improve his energy, even if it only increases a little, will have to spend countless hours grinding it. With Wang Ye...
"Master, why are you distracted again!"
Seeing Maitreya's thoughts spreading and being blocked by the old monk, who hit his back with a fist, Wang Ye suddenly said with hatred for iron.
"You should be more slick!"
"Yes, twist your waist!"
"Release force, don't you know how to relieve force?"
Commander Quan Shui came online again without a sound, and kept directing Maitreya, who had a frosty face.
"That's enough, why the hell can't you do anything!"
"No more watching the excitement. I won't play with you any more. Now it's up to you to organize ten cities and massacre them!"
Miroku yelled with a growl.
As a result, he, who was seriously injured in the first place, was frustrated and punched again, making a muffled sound.
Wang Ye pouted.
This old bald donkey can't afford to play.
"I know, I know!"
"I'm warming up, this is the end!"
"How about I show you a split first?"
Wang Ye stood up, moved his hands and feet, and then really made a big fork, and looked at Maitreya proudly.
This operation...
Maitreya's steps suddenly staggered, and he was almost punched by the old monk again.
This guy...
It's poisonous!
I'm being hunted, why don't you give me a cross!
Seeing that Maitreya's expression was becoming more and more angry, and he might run away at any moment, Wang Ye stood up helplessly.
I originally wanted to delay it for a while.
Wait until Maitreya is seriously injured.
Although the bald donkey seems to be seriously injured now, most of it is a performance, and his combat effectiveness is pretty good.
After all, he majored in the physical body, so it wasn't that bad after being punched a few times.
I just don’t know how true or false the anger expressed by this guy is.
If Maitreya were replaced by Lu Qing, Wang Ye would definitely not believe that this guy was really angry, and he might still be snickering.
But Maitreya...it's hard to say.
This guy's mentality seems to have been quite unstable all along.
"Master, I'm here!"
Wang Ye stopped jumping repeatedly on the edge of Maitreya's baseline. He roared with a perfect score of 2 out of 10, raised his fist and threw it at the old monk.
It just seems to have some prejudgment, which leads to...
Smashed crookedly.
The surrounding floor shattered, but Wang Ye had no intention of stopping and kicked him out again, breaking a hole in the wall.
"Ah, Master, he is so flexible!",
"I can't hit him, what should I do!"
Wang Ye was a little anxious, anxious and nervous. He punched the wall and the ground one punch after another.
After a few seconds...
The main hall collapsed and became a ruin.
At the moment when the roof was about to collapse, Wang Ye broke through the wall and floated in mid-air.
Maitreya, who had been being hunted, appeared outside at the same time as Wang Ye did.
Only the old monk who was not very bright was smashed into the ruins.
But he soon climbed out of the ruins.
"Quick, he's showing up!"
"Fuck him!"
Seeing the old monk's bald head emerging from the ruins, Wang Ye shouted, his hands emitted a dazzling golden light, and his body exuded the purest Buddhist aura. He punched the old monk's bald head and smashed it. Went back.
"Whack-a-mole!"
“But it’s hammered bald, and it feels so good!”
Wang Ye said excitedly, his eyes sweeping over Maitreya's bald head without trace.
Soon, the old monk showed up again.
However, his head was already stained with blood. It was obvious that he was hit hard by Wang Ye's punch, and even he would be injured.
Before Wang Ye could take action, Maitreya rushed out first and punched him as well.
"It feels good in the hand."
Maitreya murmured to himself inaudibly and moved his wrist.
Then his eyes fell on Wang Ye.
"You suspect there might be something wrong with the house?"
He was a little confused.
But Wang Ye smiled shyly: "No, I just want to prove my demolition skills."
"The process you used at Leiyin Temple... was too weak."
...
Maitreya took a deep breath and suddenly lost interest in continuing to chat with Wang Ye. He stared at the ground silently, waiting for the old monk to show up again.
only...
The underground energy seemed to flash past, and the next second...
The old monk appeared silently behind Maitreya, his body already covered in blood.
