Among everyone present, Yan Xiuse was not the only one who was completely stunned by Qin Lang. Even the people from Tangmen, Five Venoms Sect, and the Art Faction had fallen into a deep state of fear. In the three wagered fights, they had thought that at least one of them would be able to defeat Qin Lang and extinguish his arrogance. That way, with the three forces of Tangmen, Five Venoms Sect, and the Art Faction, they would be able to completely intimidate Qin Lang's forces. Then, they would be able to smoothly suppress the forces of Poisons until they completely devoured the Poisons's inheritance. Who would have thought that even after mobilizing the elites of the three forces, it would still end in such a tragic manner?
Now, the strongest member of Tangmen, Tang Shengyin, had been completely suppressed by Qin Lang. Even her martial soul had been taken away. To the three forces, especially to the Tangmen, this was a huge blow. Not only was it a blow to their morale, but it was also a huge blow to the strength of the Tangmen. After all, Tang Shengyin was the number one elite of Tangmen. This time, she had suffered a setback at the hands of Qin Lang. Even if Qin Lang did not kill her, after losing her martial soul, her strength would be greatly reduced. The high-end combat power of the Tangmen could be considered to have suffered a huge blow.
Tang Shengyin's face was ashen, but her spirit and willpower were unusually strong. As the number one elite of Tangmen, as a genius of a generation, she had never been humiliated like this before, especially by a junior. Therefore, even though Tang Shengyin had been suppressed to the ground by Qin Lang, she still stubbornly tried to raise her head, even though her neck bones were cracking.
Because of Qin Lang's strength, both sides did not make a move. However, because of Tang Shengyin's stubbornness, the situation changed. To be precise, her stubbornness aroused the will of the Tangmen to fight back. Even in the face of such a crushing defeat, Tang Shengyin still did not give in. She gritted her teeth and said with difficulty, "The Tangmen … stand in the martial world with their murderous aura … We should kill anyone who stands in our way … kill anyone who stands in our way … kill anyone who stands in our way … It hasn't been easy for the Tangmen to be independent for hundreds of years … Today, in order to drag out an ignoble existence … Are you going to … end the legacy of the Tangmen?"
When Tang Shengyin said this, even her teeth were bleeding. It was clear how strong her will was. Qin Lang felt somewhat helpless and admired this strong-willed woman, because this woman was indeed more strong-willed than many men. It was also because of this that Qin Lang could not bear to kill her, nor could he bear to turn her into a zombie or a poison slave. Otherwise, Tang Shengyin would have been dealt with by Qin Lang by now, and she would not have been able to say such provocative slogans.
It had to be said that Tang Shengyin's slogans were somewhat useful. After listening to her words, the Tangmen began to move. After all, those who could appear here were at least Martial Mystic Martial Artists. Everyone had strong will and courage, or else they would not have been able to practice martial arts to the Martial Mystic Martial Artist level.
"We have the advantage in numbers! Our overall strength is above theirs, so why should we be afraid! "Among the Tangmen, someone shouted loudly, but this person was not one of the Tangmen's elders. Newborn calves were not afraid of tigers. The longer the elders lived, the more they cherished their lives. On the other hand, the younger the rising star, the more he lacked courage.
When they were young, everyone was high-spirited, fearless, and hated evil. However, when they reached middle age and old age, with families, careers, and the so-called influence of society, they became timid.
"That's right! No matter how strong he is, he is only one person! If the three of us join forces, we will definitely win! "Someone shouted, still not one of the Tangmen's elders.
"Yes! If worst comes to worst, let's fight! "
"Fight him!"
"…"
The crowd was excited, as if a battle between the two sides was about to break out.
Tang Shengyin's face showed relief. In any case, she had at least aroused the courage and confidence of these people. As long as the three sides attacked together, no matter how powerful Qin Lang was, he would not be able to control the situation. According to Tang Shengyin's speculation, as the Sect Leader of Poisons, Qin Lang would definitely find a way to avoid a big fight. Therefore, once the two sides started fighting, Qin Lang was likely to choose to retreat, which would give the Tangmen some time to buffer.
The voices of the Tangmen's disciples were getting louder and louder. The battle between the two sides seemed to be inevitable.
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
Suddenly, deafening roars resounded from all around Qin Lang. These roars shook the heavens and the earth, and they resounded through the mountains to the point that even the mountains started to tremble. Because these roars carried boundless and terrifying primordial auras!
Qin Lang's body was shrouded in a thick layer of darkness, and within the darkness, terrifying beasts that he had never seen before suddenly appeared. Among them, there was a huge winged serpent with long wings, there was a huge tortoise with a dragon head, there was also a huge flying serpent covered with golden scales, and there was also a ferret with black poisonous flames all over its body ….
Not just one, but a whole group! Tens of thousands!
Terror, endless terror!
Trembling, trembling from the depths of their hearts!
Compared to the roars of these primordial beasts, the shouts of the Tangmen's disciples seemed so pale and powerless, because these beasts all carried the aura of primordial chaos. Primordial chaos meant power, death, terror … Those ancient primordial beasts could even devour immortals, let alone mere mortal warriors.
"These things are just illusionary —"
An art grandmaster braced himself and shouted. But before his voice faded away, a huge winged serpent bit his head. Then, his two legs could be seen struggling outside the winged serpent's mouth, but a moment later, the sound of bones breaking rang out. This meant that all the bones in his body had been crushed by the winged serpent.
In addition to these primordial beasts, countless poisonous insects also began to fly out from the darkness. At this time, Qin Lang was like a god of poison that controlled the darkness. He could constantly "summon" all kinds of fierce beasts and poisonous insects to fight for him. This had already exceeded the scope of everyone present's understanding. But one thing was certain, and that was that these people were completely deterred by Qin Lang's terrifying means.
Ah!
Another scream was heard. That was the sound of an art grandmaster who could not withstand the pressure of fear, so he prepared to escape. He did not expect that he would immediately become food for the hungry poisonous insects, instantly turning into a pile of white bones.
"Art grandmaster, why are you not kneeling and begging for mercy!"
The Ten Halls of Hell's elder Liu Zongping shouted loudly. His tone was filled with arrogance and passion, like a devout believer. However, Han Laiwang's voice was even louder than Liu Zongping's, because he was even more devout than Liu Zongping, even to the point of insanity.
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