Once the treasure is snatched away, even a high-level Taoist cannot find him.

…

"Hui Yuan, old bald donkey, today you and I are going to decide the winner."

The wooden sword in Taoist Fuxin's hand split the gold and broken stones and stabbed towards the old monk.

"Taoist Fuxin, you have been practicing Taoism for so long and you are still unable to overcome your inner demons. Why don't you join my Buddhist sect."

Monk Huiyuan blocked it with his Zen staff and showed no sign of weakness.

The man in the bloody Shura mask saw the two fighting and quickly punched them.

The two suddenly changed their focus and attacked the man in black together.

The three of them separated again, and several ravines opened on the ground.

"Xue Yu, we haven't seen each other for many years. Didn't you expect that the meeting would be like this?"

Taoist Fuxin and Monk Huiyuan looked at the mysterious man together.
Chapter completed!