The gray fog that appears behind the old tree. If a normal person looks at it, it is exactly the same as the stone wall and is connected to the mountain, perhaps someone will turn behind the old tree to see if there are any Tibetans, but no one will be interested in such steep mountain walls.

Xu Yan's ability in his left eye gave him the opportunity to see through the mystery. The layer of gray fog was about two zhang high and three zhang wide. Not to mention the strange shape, if you look far away, it would be like a cave appeared on the mountain.

Xu Yan believed that gray fog should be the entrance of the cave, and he just didn't know how to use it to enter this extremely hidden cave.

Wuzhi pretended to die in the early morning and had no time to escape from Yulin Mountain. Tens of thousands of people in the Ghost King's Sect surrounded the mountain. It was basically impossible to escape from the siege silently. Then hiding it will become Wuzhi's best choice.

Xu Yan was able to roughly determine that behind the gray fog, there must be Wuzhi's hiding place. He had the ability to create such a level of ignorance, which shows that Wuzhi's monarch is definitely not simple.

Without experimenting with the gray fog by himself, Xu Yan leaned against the old tree for a while and led the team back to Yulin Temple.

As soon as I entered the door, a bloody aura suddenly came to my face.

Zhuo Shaoyu did not find Wuzhi, and became furious at this time. He took action and killed more than 30 monks in one breath. When Xu Yan came, Zhuo Shaoyu was coercing the group of monks to tell Wuzhi's whereabouts.

"No one said it, right? Don't worry, come one by one." Zhuo Shaoyu said to a group of monks in a silence: "Since you said Wuzhi has already become a Buddha, then you can go to hell for me!"

Crack Crack Crack!

Two more swords, and the heads of the monks fell to the ground.

"Brother, killing this is not a solution." Yang Ge frowned from the side and said, "They are all dead. We can't find monk Wuzhi, and Wuzhi can't find him. The infamous reputation of slaughtering a monk in a temple is the only one who brings back the Ghost King's Sect."

The long sword that Zhuo Shaoyu swung did not fall for a long time. The monk under the sword was already crying and was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

Yang Ge is right, the culprit is the culprit. If Wuzhi cannot be found, the Ghost King Sect will not prove that Yulin Temple is really related to the barbarians. Judging from the appearance of these monks, it is too far from the tall and mighty barbarians.

The evil sect cannot ignore reputation, Zhuo Shaoyu snorted coldly, pondering and silent.

If you can't find Wuzhi, the Ghost King Sect will be in vain this time.

"Brother, why not escort these monks to search the mountains together." Yang Ge's eyes rolled and his voice was low, "The old thief Wuzhi should not be able to escape from Yulin Mountain. Someone among these monks must know some clues. As long as we keep an eye on the monks' expressions, we may have unexpected gains."

The monks in Yulin Temple couldn't hear Yang Ge's whisper, and Xu Yan, who was standing behind Yang Ge, listened to it sincerely.

Just as he was trying to find some excuses to get a few monks to the old tree, Xu Yan didn't wait to come up with a word, someone helped him.

It's better to be a smart person...

Xu Yan couldn't help but feel deeply moved. There are not many fools in the world, but many of them are smart people. This time, Yang Ge's proposal helped Xu Yan a lot. When hundreds of monks untied their ropes, Xu Yan was the first to rush over and grabbed a thin middle-aged monk and refused to let go.

This monk was a little hunched, but it was not serious, but this person's neck seemed to be unable to lift, and his neck had been deformed, hunched downwards, and his mouth was turned on. If he added a turtle shell, this person would basically be a turtle tortoise.

Hundreds of monks were divided by various people. The Eighteen Taibao led the team and escorted the monks to start the second search of the mountain.

The Eighteen Grandmasters, everyone goes along the way, and the same goes for the hall masters everywhere. Xu Yan takes more than a hundred disciples of the Ghost King Sect to leave the temple gate. He first wanders around other places, and then comes to the crooked old tree.

When he approached the old tree, Xu Yan could clearly see that the hunchbacked monk's face began to become unnatural, until he was taken to the back of the old tree, the monk's face looked paler than before.

It's true!

Xu Yan was overjoyed and suddenly swung his cold iron knife, slashed it with the sound of wind, and headed straight to the back of the monk's head.

Habits become natural. No matter how skilled you are, even if you know the way out, once you encounter a surprise attack, the experts will definitely avoid it, and they will avoid it in a known way out.

Xu Yan's move was too sudden and extremely sharp. The hunchbacked monk subconsciously took a step and directly crashed into the stone wall behind the tree. The next moment, his figure was not bounced back by the rocks, but was directly immersed in the stone wall like a paper boat entering the water!

A living person hit the stone not only without any damage, but also fell directly into the stone. This strange thing made the masters of the Ghost King Sect stand up.

Others were surprised, but Xu Yan didn't even stop moving. He slashed the hunchbacked monk and crashed into the stone wall immediately.

"Seventeenth Master!"

"Yan Taibao!"

Suddenly sounded behind the tree, and a group of masters from the Ghost King Sect watched the two sink into the stone one after another. No one dared to act rashly for a while. At this time, someone reported it and hurriedly sent out an arrow to inform the other Taibao and the hall master.

They didn't have the courage to hit the stone with their heads. They knew they could hit it, but no one dared to try it.

Not to mention the subordinates who were waiting outside the mountain, after Xu Yan hit the stone wall, he felt a chill all over, as if he had passed through a layer of water curtain and took two steps, he had already appeared in a huge cave.

Behind him is a layer of strange gray fog. The shape is similar to the gray fog outside. It should be the entrance to the cave. The cave is very spacious, like a strange corridor leading to an unknown area.

The footsteps of running awakened Xu Yan from his thoughts. The black shadows not far away were shaking constantly. The hunchbacked monk was running towards the depths of the cave.

Want to leave?

Seeing that the other party was about to report the news, Xu Yan's eyes turned cold, his sleeves shook, and a stone hidden in the cuffs slid down to the palm of his hand.

He arched his arms and bowed his waist, and hit the locust and chased the hunchback monk with one blow. Xu Yan's body rushed out with the flying stone.

The next moment, a crisp sound came from the depths of the cave. The stone hit the monk, but was blocked by something. The sound was very crisp, and it should be an iron tool.

Xu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. He clearly saw that the other party's weapon blocking the flying locust was not a sword, but a string of long Buddhist beads wrapped around his neck.

Iron Buddhist beads!

As he was walking fast, the second stone flew out immediately. The running monk was not slow at the speed. While escaping into the depths, he could use the Buddhist beads on his neck to resist the hidden weapon attacking behind him.

This hunchback monk did not have the totem of Ah Qi on his face. The reason why Xu Yan was the first to choose him was because of the Buddhist beads on the other party’s neck.

It would be strange if you don’t hunch your back if you wear heavy objects on your neck for many years. Xu Yan had long noticed that there was a depression behind the other party’s neck, and the string of Buddhist beads were sunken in the depression. This alone can be concluded that the string of Buddhist beads must be very heavy.

Such a strange monk was of course the first to be attracted to Xu Yan. The other party really lived up to expectations and rushed into this strange cave with Xu Yan.

Since he came in, the other Taibao must have arrived soon, so Xu Yan did not intend to keep the hunchback monk. After the second locust was shot out, the third stone came one after another.

Three flying stones were all broken by the hunchbacked monk with iron Buddha beads. The string of Buddhist beads was like a big snake on his neck, and they were extremely agile.

No matter how clever the Buddhist beads were, they were all wrapped around their necks, and the hunchbacked monk was still running. When Xu Yan's fourth flying stone attacked, the monk's Buddhist beads began to become dull, blocking the flying stone, but not blocking the cold iron knife that followed closely behind the flying stone.

While the fourth stone took action, Xu Yan's right hand flashed with a light, and he threw the Han Iron Knife out and headed straight to the opponent's back.

With a squeak, the blade entered the flesh. The hunchback monk thought that the evil wind behind him was still a very powerful stone. Unexpectedly, he threw the knife out. He used the iron Buddha bead to break the hilt, but he couldn't break the flipped blade. With this knife, he almost cut half of his arm off.
Chapter completed!