"Could it be that all the masters of the Tibetan Tantric Sect are dead?"
Lars? This provocation finally provoked the Tantra's counterattack. A monk next to Guru Pubu snorted coldly, "Ignorant kid from India, you don't know the profoundness of our Tantra Dharma and Kung Fu. You only know how to bark here. You don't have any Zen cultivation at all. You're a disgrace to Buddha!"
"Yes, you're just a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs. After learning a little bit of Kung Fu and challenging a few low-level Tantra monks, you think you're really invincible in the world. What a joke, what a joke!" Another Tantra monk continued to say.
"You … you two, do you dare to fight with me?" Lars said furiously.
"For a frog at the bottom of a well like you, The Master doesn't want to fight with you."
"…"
The war of words started magnificently.
Rumors were beautified and exaggerated, especially the rumors in Jianghu. Qin Lang once heard the rumors in Jianghu. It was said that the eminent monks of the Xian and Mi Sects debated the Buddhist scriptures with their mouths full of lotus flowers. They once debated for three days and three nights without eating, drinking, or sleeping. It sounded like they had the demeanor of an eminent monk, and it sounded amazing. But now that he thought about it carefully, he was afraid that the reality was much dirtier than he had imagined. Just like the current scene, the mutual abuse between the monks was not necessarily much better than the shrew in the mountain village. It was even worse than the shrew in the mountain village. Some rural women could curse for several days and nights just because they lost a chicken. Moreover, they could curse for several days in a row without knowing the opponent or the target. This kind of skill was probably something that even these high monks could not compare to.
The difference was that the abuse between the eminent monks was called "Debate Paper", while the abuse of the village women could only be called unreasonable.
Fortunately, this war of words only lasted for half an hour. Hua Xia's language was broad and profound, especially the endless variety of curses. This was something that the monks from India could never catch up to.
After the war of words was completely defeated, an old Indian monk sneered and said, "Could it be that the famous Tibetan Tantra only knows a little bit of Kung Fu?"
"Not at all. If you want to use your glib tongue, then we will use glib tongue to fight. If you want to use your fists and legs to fight, then we will naturally use our fists and legs to fight. In our eyes, all of you are just foreign monks, nothing to be afraid of! "Guru Qu Zeng said.
Hearing this, Qin Lang knew that he could not hide, so he got up and went to the field. "You shitter, you can do it now."
"Han dog, you're courting death —"
Lars? With a furious roar, his voice was like that of a lion. At the same time, his entire body emitted popping sounds as his body rapidly grew larger, making him look like an enraged, black-faced Vajra. His entire body emitted an intense, murderous aura.
The Baleful Earth Qi continuously surged into Raas. This made Qin Lang realize that this person had completely comprehended the profoundness of the Grounding Realm, allowing him to utilize the Disha Qis to the extreme. However, Qin Lang knew about Raas. His ability should not be so simple. Otherwise, he could not have easily killed the seven young masters of the Tantra. Moreover, it was said that one of them, an Reaching Heaven State master, had been killed by Raas. Raas.
Raas. He was in the Earth State and had once killed a master in the Reaching Heaven State. On the other hand, Qin Lang was only in the Spirit Focusing State. Therefore, neither the enemy nor the enemy seemed to think highly of Qin Lang. However, Qu Zeng's expression was as steady as Mount Tai. He had already made ample preparations. Qin Lang was actually just a pawn to scout ahead. The real experts Qu Zeng had arranged hadn't appeared yet. He just wanted to test Raas through Qin Lang. He only wanted to use Qin Lang to test the depth of Raas's strength, so that the master chosen by Qu Zeng could easily defeat Raas. Yes.
The other thing was that Guru Qu Zeng didn't want to become enemies with Xian Zong. In his view, this Qin Lang was a hot potato. After all, he had received some news that Qin Lang might be the heir of the Poisons. Even though the Poisons only existed in name, Tantra had no reason to become enemies with Xian Zong and start a war over an unrelated person. If it wasn't for the sake of Guru Tu Fan, Qu Zeng and the others would never have admitted that Qin Lang was the Tantra's Guardian Vajra. But now, Qin Lang was going to fight Raas? Dying in the hands of this Indian Buddhist was the end of it all.
However, what happened next was something that neither side had expected. Qin Lang, who was merely a pawn and a bystander, suddenly showed his might!
Qin Lang didn't wait for Raas at all? Displaying his trump card, he charged towards Lars Ken.
In the face of Qin Lang's "suicidal charge," Lars was too weak. He sneered disdainfully, thinking that Qin Lang was just courting death. He knew that his strength had completely reached the level of the Reaching Heaven State, while his opponent was only at the level of the Spirit Condensation State, which was not enough for him to warm up!
Lars? Looking at Qin Lang with a mocking tone, at the same time, he condensed all of his True Qi into his fists. He was prepared to kill Qin Lang with one strike, moreover, he wanted to blow up Qin Lang's entire body, so that these damned Tantra Lamas could have a taste of his ferocious might.
However, just as Qin Lang was charging forward, his speed suddenly increased. At the same time, a strange spirit vortex formed around his body. The mist-like spirit qi circled around his body, making his figure seem a little ethereal. At the same time, Raas Lang's figure became a little faint. He began to feel that the circulation of his True Qi was not smooth. Moreover, he was suddenly unable to absorb the Baleful Earth Qi through his feet. This caused the circulation of his True Qi to become a little sluggish.
At this time, Qin Lang had already arrived at Raas. Two meters in front of me. He was unable to figure out Qin Lang's true strength. He could only strengthen his Stellar Energy defense while punching Qin Lang with his fists. As Lars? When the Gang Qi formed by his fists hit Qin Lang's Protective Gang Qi, he suddenly felt an unprecedented obstruction.
Qin Lang's Stellar Energy only covered an area of a foot around his body. It looked very fragile, but in reality, it was abnormally sturdy, or rather, abnormally tough. Not only was the Stellar Energy released by his fist unable to advance, but it was even absorbed by Qin Lang's Protective Stellar Energy. Ling Las? His fist also slowed down for a moment.
It was this moment of delay that caused Lars to lose his life. The tragedy.
Qin Lang waved his palms, forming two huge scarlet blades of Stellar Energy that looked like the feet of a praying mantis. These two blades of Stellar Energy cut across Las Vegas like scissors. It skimmed over his neck.
Praying Mantis Strangulation!
Crack!
A strange, clear, and strange sound rang out.
Following this strange noise, Lars Barton heard it. His Protective Energy of Dipper was shattered, and his neck was broken.
Although the vitality of Martial Mystic experts was very tenacious, there was no doubt that they would die if their necks were cut off. Lars? As if he couldn't believe what had happened to him, he pressed his hand hard on his neck and said reluctantly to Qin Lang, "How … How is this possible … I … I am …"
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