Qin Wudao looked at Monk Dead Leaf coldly and said: "I had doubts about you when I saw you in the Golden Pavilion. I was just careless and didn't keep an eye on you, so you have been hiding in my Golden Pavilion for so long.
That’s why such a disaster happened, and you can’t escape today even if you have wings.”
"Yeah?"
Monk Dead Leaf was still smiling lightly, but the next moment, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the dragon tendon.
Then the dead leaf monk's body emitted a dazzling golden light, which seemed to be accelerating the absorption of the power of the dragon tendon.
Monk Dead Leaf looked at Qin Wudao and said, "I knew earlier that you, Qin Wudao, were in the late stages of becoming gods. Naturally, I couldn't defeat you with the strength of a poor monk, so I led everyone here to seize the dragon tendons. Today
, the poor monk is ready to die here."
"Do you want to improve your cultivation through dragon tendons?"
Qin Wudao sneered, and suddenly came to Monk Dead Leaf in front of him, saying: "Since you have swallowed the dragon tendon, I will disembowel you and take out the dragon tendon."
Buzz~~
As Qin Wudao's voice fell, a black long sword appeared in Qin Wudao's hand.
"Is this the Quee Sword?"
"According to rumors, the Quexie Sword just needs time to settle, and it is very likely to become the same existence as the Hundred Tribulations Sword in the future."
"Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's really powerful."
The next moment, Que Xie's sword stabbed directly into Monk Dead Leaf's body.
With a "pop" sound, the evil sword pierced Monk Dead Leaf's heart.
"you......"
This was a moment of instant kill, but Qin Wudao's sword made the demon monk Gu Ye unable to avoid it.
But Qin Wudao knew clearly that although Monk Dead Leaf could not avoid his astonishing sword, he did not seem to make even a single dodge move. Was he prepared to die?
At this time, Monk Dry Leaf raised his head and smiled.
Then Monk Dead Leaf had a needle in his hand and pierced Qin Wudao's chest directly.
"ah!"
Qin Wudao exclaimed, then slapped Monk Dead Leaf on the chest with his palm, and both sides flew away.
Everyone looked at it in shock.
Originally, everyone thought that when a master like Qin Wudao appeared, there would inevitably be a battle with Monk Dead Leaf, but they did not expect that the battle would come to an end so quickly.
Shouldn't masters be more durable?
"puff!"
Monk Dead Leaf managed to stand up, blood spurting out from his mouth.
He didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and showed a miserable smile, "Qin Wudao, how does the poor monk's bone-etching needle taste?"
"you......"
Qin Wudao covered his chest, the bone-gnawing and heart-piercing feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
But he still sneered: "How can a mere bone-corroding needle do anything to me? But you, your heart was pierced, and you also ate my Seven Evil Palms. You will definitely die."
"It doesn't matter. The poor monk came here prepared to die here."
"Then you go see your Buddha."
"Buddha?"
Monk Ku Ye paused and said: "With the murder committed by this poor monk, it is impossible to see the Buddha. He can only go to hell. The Buddha is not willing to save me."
"If the Buddha doesn't help me, then I will become a Buddha myself!"
As he spoke, Monk Dry Leaf sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and his indifferent posture seemed to be waiting for death.
"Kill, kill for me."
Qin Wudao was extremely angry. With a wave of his hand, the warriors in armor began to rush towards the crowd crazily, stabbing directly with the spears in their hands. The black-armored warriors were very powerful. Those monks with low cultivation levels did not even have a chance to fight back.
Stabbed to death.
Those with a slightly higher level of cultivation may still have the strength to fight, but if they counterattack, they can't hurt those black-armored warriors at all.