Roping in a group of people and suppressing another group of people. This was the best way to deal with the enemy.
The enmity between Qin Lang and the Explicit Sect, as well as the Technique Sect and the Herbal Sect, could be said to be very deep. It was basically impossible for them to bury the hatchet. Furthermore, both Qin Lang and the other party did not seem to have any intention of reconciling.
This time, the experts of the Obvious Sect, the Technique Sect, and the Medicine Sect had turned out in full force. They did not really want to negotiate with Qin Lang. To put it bluntly, they wanted Qin Lang and Poisons to put pressure on Qin Lang and force him to agree to their conditions so that they could have a share of the spoils. Of course, for the people of the Obvious Sect, this was just their tradition. After all, they had always been the leaders of the Jianghu. If other sects found something good, they would not go around them and directly reap the benefits.
To put it bluntly, he was used to taking advantage of others. Now that he was suddenly rejected, he couldn't accept it, be it on his face or in his heart.
However, this time, they had no choice but to accept it, because Qin Lang's stance was strong enough, and because the rest of the sects were willing to join the Poisons' camp. To the other sects, the Prominent Sect, the Medicine Sect, and the Art Sect were very strong. However, from another perspective, the Poisons, Tantra, the Devil Sect, and the Taoist Sect seemed to be even stronger. Most importantly, the Poisons could provide them with even more benefits. Therefore, to these sects, it wasn't difficult to make the most beneficial choice.
Zen Master Bury Du was on the verge of going mad from anger. This time, he could be said to have gone for wool and come home shorn. Not only did he fail to force Qin Lang to submit, he even gave Qin Lang more 'henchmen'. Unable to tolerate it any longer, Zen Master Burial Ferry roared furiously, "Qin Lang, you're too much of a bully!"
"So what if I bully you?" Qin Lang replied with a question, and his tone was filled with disdain. "Old Bastard Zang Du, if you have the balls, then let's fight to the death! If you don't have any guts — forget it, I forgot that you are a monk. You don't have any guts anymore. Since you don't have the guts, get lost and don't waste each other's time! "
"Kid, you are too arrogant. You actually dare to be disrespectful to Monk Zang Du …"
One of the Medicine Sect's Holy Embryonic Stage cultivators had wanted to stand up for Zen Master Zang Du and win his favor. However, before he could finish speaking, his head had already been severed. This fellow's neck had been snapped by Bai Fu.
"You … You actually dare to kill someone in front of me!" Zen Master Zang Du was furious. Qin Lang's actions were a provocation and insult to Xian Zong.
"That's right. So what if I kill someone?" Qin Lang retorted. "I've already said it. If you want to fight, then fight. If you want to kill, then kill. I don't want to waste my time with you. "
"Zen Master Zang Du, you are old." Living Buddha Jeb sighed. In the past, Living Buddha Jeb had always regarded Zen Master Zang Du as his mortal enemy. However, after seeing how Zen Master Zang Du was being suppressed by Qin Lang, Living Buddha Jeb began to look down on Zen Master Zang Du from the bottom of his heart.
Ren Wufa looked at Zen Master Zang Du with disdain. In the past, Zen Master Zang Du was someone that Ren Wufa was very afraid of. However, Ren Wufa's view of Zen Master Zang Du had changed. This was just an old monk who had lost his ambition.
The Xian Zong's dignity was completely gone. As the Sect Leader of the Xian Zang Du, Zen Master Zang Du actually did not dare to face Sect Leader Poisons's challenge. This was a complete defeat.
"Qin Lang, you little brat. You actually dare to challenge our Xian Zong's dignity. If I don't teach you a lesson today, how will you know the immensity of heaven and earth?" A provocative voice rang out from the Xian Zong's camp.
"Sect Leader Qin, be careful. This person is Yuan Gang from the Xian Zong's Zen Quiet Court. He has always been a layman disciple of the Xian Zong, but he is definitely one of the most terrifying experts of the Xian Zong!" Living Buddha Jeb of the Tantra secretly reminded Qin Lang. Although Living Buddha Jeb was unhappy with Qin Lang in the past, times had changed. Now that the Tantra and Poisons were cooperating happily, Living Buddha Jeb's understanding and attitude towards Qin Lang had naturally changed.
Qin Lang focused his attention on this guy called Yuan Gang. Just as Living Buddha Jeb had said, this guy was indeed a layman disciple. He had not shaved his head, and his hair and beard were very long. However, they were all braided, making him look neat and tidy.
Yuan Gang's age was at least a hundred years old. However, this person's body did not have any signs of aging. Instead, every inch of his muscles seemed to contain an astonishing explosive power.
Yuan Gang wore a monk's robe and walked barefoot towards Qin Lang. Each step seemed to be heavy, but the sand under his feet did not move at all. It was as though his body was as light as a feather.
This person was indeed an expert because he had comprehended the essence of wielding something heavy as though it were light and combining two extremes into one. Just in terms of martial arts cultivation, this person had reached the peak of this world. No wonder he dared to represent Zen Master Zang Du to fight against Qin Lang.
Although replacing Zang Du Chan Master to fight in place of Zang Du had damaged the dignity of the Prominent Sect, after all, the dignified Prominent Sect Master did not dare to fight the Poison Sect Master. This matter had greatly weakened the prestige of Zang Du Chan Master and the Prominent Sect.
However, if Yuan Gang could defeat or suppress Qin Lang, then he could at least protect the face of the Xian Zong. As for Zen Master Zang Du, he might be stripped of his position as sect leader by the upper echelons of the Xian Zong. After all, he had lost the dignity of the sect.
Yuan Gang stopped ten meters in front of Qin Lang.
The people around instinctively retreated, leaving space for the two to fight.
This was the Gobi Desert of the New Dimensional Zone. The two could fight freely without worrying about the impact and damage to the ordinary people.
"You're not getting off the horse?" Yuan Gang stared coldly at Qin Lang. His gaze was somewhat sinister.
Qin Lang was moved by Yuan Gang's gaze. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you from Wei Nation?"
The reason why Qin Lang asked such a question was that once a martial arts cultivator in Hua Xia reached the level of a Grandmaster, their essence, qi, and spirit would undergo a transformation, giving birth to a kind of abyss. Yue Zhi gave off a feeling of being open and aboveboard. Even Ren Wufa, the sect leader of the Devil's Doctrine, already had the bearing of a grandmaster. It didn't make people feel evil or sinister.
Only the people from Wei Nation, no matter if they were ordinary people or cultivators, had this unique sinister look in their eyes. Perhaps it was because the genes of invasion had penetrated deep into their flesh and blood, so these people were as vicious as beasts.
"Yuan Gang is a disciple of the Xian Zong in Wei Nation. The teachings of the Buddhist Sect have no boundaries …"
Zen Master Zang Du originally wanted to explain on Yuan Gang's behalf, but he was interrupted by Yuan Gang. "It's useless to say more. There are only strong and weak martial arts! There is no distinction between races! "
"Wrong! The martial arts of Hua Xia must not be learned by the Wei Nation. Originally, I only wanted to defeat you, but now I've changed my mind. "The murderous aura that was released from Qin Lang's body had already explained what his intention was.
It was naturally not a problem for the crazy people of the Xian Zong to preach to the people of Wei Nation, but to also teach martial arts to the Wei Nation was simply unforgivable.
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