The Supreme Elder of the Art Faction could not help but be dumbfounded. Qin Lang had blown up a high-ranking official of the Shadow Troop with a single punch. Not only did it show that he was no longer afraid of the Shadow Troop, but it also showed his powerful strength. The Supreme Elder clearly knew how strong the defense of the armor worn by the high-ranking officials of the Shadow Troop was.
"You … you actually killed him?"
The Supreme Elder of the Art Faction felt that Qin Lang was really crazy. Even with the powerful strength of the Art Faction, he did not dare to declare war on the Shadow Troop. This was because the Shadow Troop was like the high-level imperial guards. It was a powerful force that had spent trillions of dollars over the years to build up. It had the most advanced weapons and the most powerful talents. In the past, martial artists disdained the power of science and technology. However, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, this concept was broken by the imperialists' foreign guns and cannons. It also made many martial artists realize the horror of scientific and technological weapons. As for the Shadow Troop, it was a special force that combined martial arts and the power of modern science and technology. It was a force that was invisible but had a powerful military force.
"I killed him. Not only did I kill him, but I am also going to kill you." Qin Lang stared at the Supreme Elder of the Art Faction disapprovingly. "I wonder what your choice will be?"
"I … I give up. I will work for you in the future." This guy also knew how to sail according to the wind. Anyway, in his opinion, the most important thing now was to endure the humiliation and save his life. When the wind changed, he could return to the Art Faction. This person's idea was not wrong, but he underestimated Qin Lang's means and wisdom. For this kind of person who sailed according to the wind, Qin Lang simply turned him into a zombie poison slave, so that there was no possibility of him betraying him.
The next step was to clean up the battlefield. Qin Lang released the poisonous insects in the Thousand Poison Pouch. Soon, the corpses of the Art Faction and the Shadow Troop were eaten clean. In the end, only their equipment and a pile of bones were left. These equipment were naturally taken away by Qin Lang. Even the bones were crushed. The entire battlefield was clean as if nothing had happened.
However, news in Jianghu always traveled fast. The next morning, almost everyone in the Jianghu world in Pingchuan Province knew that Qin Lang had killed the members of the Inner Technique Sect and the Shadow Troop in Pingchuan Province in a thunderous manner. He had even beaten up the team leader of the Six Fan School in Pingchuan Province.
But on the other hand, everyone in the Jianghu knew that Qin Lang dared to be so arrogant, so he must have the capital to be so arrogant, and what happened last night also proved his strength. Now, people in the Underworld of Pingchuan Province had to take Qin Lang seriously. Many people began to reflect on whether they had previously underestimated the two boys, Qin Lang and Lu Qingshan.
Among the people in the Underworld, the strongest reaction was Ye Aotian, a disciple of the Emei Sect. Ye Aotian was valued by the Emei Sect, and his cultivation realm had advanced by leaps and bounds. He thought that he already had the strength to avenge Qin Lang, but today, after learning that Qin Lang had challenged the majesty of the Shadow Troop and the Art Faction, Ye Aotian suddenly realized that the strength gap between him and Qin Lang was too far, and the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger. His revenge seemed to be far away. However, immediately, Ye Aotian's desperate face was full of ferocity. He gradually realized that he still had a chance to take revenge – if he could control the Emei Sect!
There was another person who had a strong reaction, and that was Immortal Shui Jing of the Qingcheng Sect. This old Taoist had also met the Old Poison before, so he had some friendship with the Poisons. So when he heard the news, his first reaction was to think that Qin Lang had gone crazy. He felt that it was understandable that Qin Lang used ruthless means to deal with the Art Faction, but to use the same method to deal with the Shadow Troop and anger the Six Fan School was simply too unwise!
Immortal Shui Jing met with Qin Lang early the next morning. The meeting place was still the small teahouse of the Qingcheng Sect. Before Qin Lang sat down to drink tea, Immortal Shui Jing had already said, "Qin Lang, what are you thinking?"
"What? What happened last night? " Qin Lang sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. "I just want to kill them, so I did it."
"Haven't you thought about the consequences?" Immortal Shui Jing reminded Qin Lang. "The Shadow Troop, the Art Faction, and the Six Fan School? You've offended all of them. What do you want? "
"I just want to let them know that the underworld of Pingchuan Province is my territory!" Qin Lang's words were resolute and brimming with confidence.
Even Immortal Shui Jing could not help but be stunned by Qin Lang's confidence. He then said, "Showing off for a while may not be a good thing. Now, how are you going to deal with the next thing? "
If the Six Fan School, the Art Faction, and the Shadow Troop were to go all out, even if the Twelve Taoist Sects joined forces, they would have a headache, let alone Qin Lang and the declining Poisons.
"Of course, we'll deal with it when it comes." Qin Lang still looked very relaxed, as if he did not take this matter to heart. "I say, Taoist Shui Jing, you came to me so early just to worry about this?"
"Why, do you think I'm worrying for nothing?" Immortal Shui Jing rolled his eyes at Qin Lang.
"You're not worrying for nothing. You're not worried, but the eunuch is." Qin Lang laughed.
Immortal Shui Jing was so angry that he blew his beard, but he quickly calmed down and continued to persuade Qin Lang. "I say, Qin Lang, I really don't know where your confidence comes from. It's fine if you want to provoke the Art Faction, but why do you have to provoke the Shadow Troop and the Six Fan School at the same time? These two organizations are not pure Jianghu organizations, so they're even more difficult to deal with."
"The Art Faction and the Shadow Troop are all in the same boat. What do you want me to do?" Qin Lang said, "Anyway, they've already been killed and their bodies have been disposed of. It's too late to regret now."
"Do you really understand the strength of the Shadow Troop?" Immortal Shui Jing let out a long sigh, revealing deep worry.
"I'll find out soon." Qin Lang said calmly, "To understand the real strength of the opponent, you can only do it on the battlefield!"
Seeing that Qin Lang was full of confidence, Immortal Shui Jing knew that it was useless to persuade him. Moreover, as Qin Lang said, the people had been killed, so it was impossible to retreat now. Fortunately, this matter had little to do with the Qingcheng Sect. Immortal Shui Jing felt that they could only wait and see how Qin Lang would deal with the situation.
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