The Sutra Library of Guiyi Jianshe Sect is located halfway up the mountain in Jari Peak.

Yanri Peak, one of the twelve sub-peaks, is more than ten miles away from Chixiao Peak, not far away. Zhan Wuque arrived in a short while.

After coming, Zhan Wuque discovered that the so-called Sutra Pavilion is actually a magnificent hall.

The hall has six floors, about ten feet high, and is covered by a large array, emitting bursts of light that cannot be seen in detail.

In addition, the Sutra Pavilion is in the clouds, which looks even more ethereal, like a jade pavilion above a fairyland.

"Slow down!"

Zhan Wuque was stopped by two young men who looked like guards.

"You need to contribute points to enter the Sutra Pavilion, each hour and each contribution point. Where is your identity token?"

Zhan Wuque stopped and held the jade token of the outer disciple at his waist in his hand.

"Take it over and let me check it!"

One of the young men with horse faces said in a deep voice.

Zhan Wuque frowned, but he didn't say much and threw the token over.

The young man with horse face took it and turned the token over and looked to the back.

"More than 130,000!"

Ma Fang gasped, but he quickly calmed down and handed the token to another guard, "Senior brother, you check it too."

Zhan Wuque was surprised.

Is it necessary to enter a Sutra Pavilion so complicated?

"This junior brother, I suddenly remembered that the rules of the Sutra Library yesterday changed a little," the young man with horse face slapped his forehead, as if he was upset that he was accidentally.

"Yes, yes, I remembered it too," the man next to me echoed, "A moment of entering the Sutra Pavilion is not a contribution point, but ten contribution points."

"Junior brother, you need to pay a deposit of 100 contribution points before you can get in," the young man with horse face smiled, but there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

The two of them had already learned about Zhan Wuque's identity through the token.

The token not only contains Zhan Wuque's identity and name, but also the number of contribution points. When they learned that the number one outer sect who had been in trouble recently was in front of them, the two couldn't help but feel excited and wanted to slap them hard.

They are all inner disciples, and their strength is already the Martial Emperor, and they are not comparable to those of outer disciples, so they are not worried about what Zhan Wuque dares to do to them.

During this period, someone went to inquire about Zhan Wuque's life experience. Although he received not much information, he was sure that he did not have any amazing backstage, but he had some strength and luck.

That's why the two seem a little unscrupulous.

When they wanted to come, since Zhan Wuque came to the Sutra Pavilion, he must have wanted to borrow martial arts and skills. They could just get stuck at the door to get some benefits.

The so-called one hundred deposit is just a cover, and anyone with a discerning eye knows it is a toll.

The two are confident.

A hundred contribution points are just a drop in the bucket for Wuque. If he doesn't want to cause trouble, he will definitely hand over it obediently.

Unfortunately, Zhan Wuque didn't like their set.

"Give me my token and I'll give it to you." Zhan Wuque stretched out his hand.

"Hahaha, junior brother is really a good master," the young man on horse face laughed, but he felt a little regretful.

Did you want too little? It is obvious that the other party didn’t take it seriously.

"Junior brother, what we just said is that we are one hundred for one, don't get me wrong," another explained quickly, and a hurriedly young man with horse face couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in his eyes.

My senior brother reacted so quickly.

"No problem," Zhan Wuque said lightly, reaching out to take the token, "I will do what I say, slap you two, and those who see you will have a share."

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Wuque slapped his hand suddenly, and the speed was extremely fast, like lightning, slapped the face of the person in front of him.

"Bang!"

Trying!

The man couldn't react and was slapped hard on the face by the slap. He was slapped and blood mixed with broken teeth spurted out.

"Damn it!"

The young man with horse face was instantly furious.

Zhan Wuque did not mean to be slaughtered, it was obviously just playing tricks on them!

Without nonsense, the young man with horse face raised his hand and a small blue sword flew out of his sleeve.

Emperor Wu, divine thoughts to control the sword!

"snort!"

Zhan Wuque used the speed and disappeared from the spot instantly.

"Nine Steps to the Dragon!"

An illusory dragon shadow appeared from Zhan Wuque's feet.

His previous location was the Dragon Tail, and the horse-faced youth was the Dragon Tail.

Zhan Wuque appeared directly in front of the young man with horse face like teleportation.

"What! How could his speed be so fast!"

Although Ma Fang was shocked, he had no weak combat experience. While retreating, he slapped forward with his palms, "Golden Splitting Palm!"

But it's too late.

Zhan Wuque's arms were coiled like a snake, avoiding the attack of the young man with his palms on his face, and thrusting hard on his face.

"Bang!"

Pullback!

The horse's face was like the one before, and he couldn't dodge at all. He was slapped and fell heavily to the ground.

"Do you dare to blackmail me even if you have this little strength?"

Zhan Wuque stepped on the chest without expression.

As soon as they stepped down, several of their ribs broke, grinning in pain.

"I'm trampling on the horse, this kid is too ruthless. I feel like my heart is almost trampled on by him!" One person was still scared.

"This matter must not be finished!"

The young man on the horse face vomited a mouthful of blood, "Notify the law enforcement team to injure the guards of the Sutra Library and forcefully break into the Sutra Library. This crime will definitely make the boy unable to take it!"

The two of them covered their chests and stood up with difficulty, gasping in pain. They were still a little incredible until now.

Zhan Wuque is just a half-step Martial King, so why can he fight the two Martial Kings without any power to fight back?

Although the two are just junior disciples of the inner sect and their strength is average, they are not able to defeat them just half a step into the Martial King.

After thinking about it, they could only think that Zhan Wuque's body skills were too weird. In addition, his physical body was strong, and he slapped him not only shattered half of his mouth, but also his internal energy was shaken and could not be condensed for a while.

Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have watched Zhan Wuque step on them just now.

They really have no ability to resist.

On the other side, Zhan Wuque had already walked into the first floor of the hall, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

Rows of wooden and jade bookshelf are neatly arranged.

The first floor is very large, and at first glance, there are a lot of people passing by and searching on the bookshelf, but they are all very quiet. Obviously, places like the Sutra Pavilion are forbidden.
Chapter completed!