Text Chapter 1623 Isolation and Helplessness

Winning a group of people and suppressing a group of people is a clever way to deal with the enemy.

Between Qin Lang and Xianzong, Shuzong and Yaozong, it can be said that the grievances are deep. It is basically impossible to turn hostility into friendship, not to mention that neither Qin Lang nor the other party seems to have any plans to reconcile.

This time, the masters of Xianzong, Shuzong and Yaozong are all here, not because they really want to negotiate with Qin Lang. To put it bluntly, they want to put pressure on Qin Lang and Poison Sect to force Qin Lang to agree to their conditions and take a share here . Of course, for the Xianzong people, such an approach is just their tradition. After all, they have always been the leaders of the Jianghu. If other sects find something good, it is absolutely impossible to bypass them and directly reap the benefits.

To put it bluntly, I just got into the habit of eating more and occupying more, and now I was suddenly rejected by others, so I couldn't accept it either in face or psychologically.

However, this time they had to accept it, because Qin Lang's posture was strong enough, and because the rest of the sects were willing to join the Poison Sect's camp. For other sects, Xianzong, Yaozong and Shuzong are very powerful, but from another point of view, the strength of Poison Sect, Tantric School, Mozong and Taoism seems to be stronger, and the most important thing is the Poison Sect. Zong can provide them with more benefits, so it is not difficult for these sects to make the choice that is most beneficial to them.

Zen Master Zandu was going crazy with anger. This time, he could be said to be stealing chickens without losing money. Not only did he fail to force Qin Lang to submit, but he also added "partners" to Qin Lang. Couldn't bear it anymore, Zen Master Zandu roared angrily: "Qin Lang, you kid is too good at bullying!"

"So what if you bully you?" Qin Lang asked back, with a very disdainful tone, "Old man Zan Du, if you have the guts, we will fight for life and death! If you don't have the guts—forget it, I forgot that you are a monk. Now. Since there is no plant, hurry up and get away, so as not to waste each other's time!"

"Boy, you are so arrogant, you dare to be rude to Zen Master Zandu—"

A master of the Holy Embryo Realm of the Medicine Sect wanted to stand up for Zen Master Zangdu and win his favor, but in the end, his head fell off before he finished speaking. This guy was directly wrung out by Bai Fu. of.

"You^...you dare to kill someone in front of me!" Zen Master Zandu was furious. What Qin Lang did was a provocation and insult to Xianzong.

"That's right, so what about killing people?" Qin Lang asked back, "I have already said just now, if you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to kill, you can kill. I don't want to play with you for things that waste time."

"Master Zangdu, you are getting old." Living Buddha Jebu sighed. In the past, Living Buddha Jebu had always regarded Zen Master Zangdu as his old enemy, but seeing Zen Master Zangdu being so suppressed by Qin Lang today, Living Buddha Jeb has already felt a little bit in his heart. I look down on Zen Master Zan Du.

Ren can't even look at Zen Master Zhongdu with disdain. For Ren, he used to be very afraid of Zen Master Zhongdu, but today Ren couldn't think of him anymore: this is just a Just an old monk who has lost his ambition.

The majesty of Xianzong was completely gone. As the suzerain of Xianzong, Zen Master Zandu, he dared not face the challenge of the suzerain of Poison Sect. This was a complete loss of momentum.

"Boy Qin Lang, you dare to challenge the majesty of our Xianzong. If you don't teach you a lesson today, how do you know the heights of heaven and earth!" A provocative voice came from Xianzong's camp.

"Sect Master Qin, be careful. This person is Yuan Gang from the Zen Court of the Xianzong. He has always been a lay disciple of the Xianzong, but he is definitely one of the most terrifying masters of the Xianzong!" Jebu Living Buddha of the Tantric School secretly reminded Qin Lang. . Although Jebu Tulku was also unhappy with Qin Lang in the past, but from time to time, the cooperation between Esoteric Buddhism and Poison Sect is very happy, and Jebu Tulku's understanding and attitude towards Qin Lang has naturally changed.

Qin Lang focused his attention on this guy named Yuangang. Just as Jebu Tulku said, this guy is indeed a lay disciple. He has not been shaved. His hair and beard are very long, but they are all braided, looking clean and neat. .

Motoka's age was at least a hundred years old, but there was no sign of aging on this person's body. Instead, every inch of muscle on his body seemed to contain astonishing explosive power.

Yuan Gang was wearing a monk's robe and walking towards Qin Lang barefoot. Every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but the gravel under his feet did not move at all, as if his body was as light as a feather.

This guy is indeed a master, because this person has already realized the essence of martial arts that lift weights lightly and return the two poles to one. In terms of martial arts practice alone, this person has indeed reached the pinnacle of this world. No wonder he dared to fight Qin Lang on behalf of Zen Master Zandu .

Although it would damage the majesty of Xianzong to fight on behalf of Zen Master Zongdu, after all, the majestic suzerain of Xianzong did not dare to fight the suzerain of Poison Zong.

However, if Yuangang can defeat or suppress Qin Lang, then at least Xianzong's face can be preserved, and Zen Master Zandu may be deprived of the position of suzerain by the high-level officials of Xianzong, after all, he has lost the majesty of the sect.

Yuan Gang stopped ten meters in front of Qin Lang.

The rest of the people around instinctively retreated, leaving room for the two to fight.

This is the Gobi Desert in Xinwei District. The two of them can fight freely without worrying about the impact and damage to ordinary people.

"Aren't you going to get off the horse?" Yuan Gang stared at Qin Lang coldly, his eyes seemed a bit sinister.

Qin Lang's heart was moved by Yuan Gang's gaze, and he couldn't help asking: "Are you from the Wa country?"

The reason why Qin Lang asked this question is because once Chinese martial arts practitioners reach the level of a master, their spirit, energy, and spirit will undergo a transformation, giving birth to a feeling of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, giving people a feeling of being upright and upright . Even Ren Fu, the suzerain of the demon sect, already has the demeanor of a school of masters, which makes people not feel evil and insidious.

Only the people of the Japanese country, whether they are ordinary people or practitioners, have this unique look of prey in their eyes, perhaps because the aggressive genes have penetrated into their flesh and blood, so these guys are as vicious as wild beasts.

"Motoka is my Xianzong's disciple in Japan, and the meaning of Buddhism has no boundaries—"

Zen Master Zandu originally wanted to explain a few sentences for Yuangang, but was interrupted by Yuangang, "It is useless to talk too much. Martial arts can only be divided into strengths and weaknesses! There is no distinction between races!"

"Wrong! Huaxia Martial Arts can never be learned by Japanese people, so originally I just wanted to defeat you, but now I have changed my mind." The murderous aura released from Qin Lang's body has already explained what his idea is.

It's no problem for Xianzong's frenzied fellows to preach to the Japanese and others, but it is simply unforgivable to pass on martial arts to the Wa people.

"Ignorant child, die to me!" Yuan Gang yelled, the figure flickered, and came to Qin Lang like lightning, and cut Qin Lang's chest with a palm knife.