Text Chapter 750 The Arrogant Young Monk

After sweeping away the people from Wang Xiongzhou, the Black Snow Crows had dispersed.

But the sky gradually darkened, because dusk was approaching and the light in the valley began to weaken.

But just before dusk came, a group of uninvited guests came here.

There are seven people in this group, all of whom are monks, and six of them are middle-aged and elderly lamas. These six old lamas are all wearing very simple gray robes, and they all walk barefoot. The leader was a young monk, who was wearing a snow-white silk robe and a pair of snow-white boots. Even the beads on his chest were flawless white jade beads.

Not only Qin Lang, but anyone can see that the identity of this young monk is not simple.

In fact, this young monk is not only not simple, but also arrogant. When his eyes pass over everyone, he is so aloof, as if he is a golden eagle on the plateau, smiling proudly in the sky, while people like Qin Lang are just Like a humble reptile crawling on the ground.

Six middle-aged and elderly monks stood respectfully behind the young monk. Finally, the young monk's eyes fell on Solang: "Solang, why are you here? However, since you got there first, you must have got something good, so hurry up Giving both hands to this young master can be regarded as a credit to you."

When the young monk saw that Solang would obediently bring the things to him.

It's a pity that Solang was completely indifferent today, as if he didn't hear what the young monk said.

"Solang—" The young monk glared at Solang. He didn't believe that Solang would have the guts to disobey his order.

"You don't have to shout, Suo Lang is already my servant, and of course he won't listen to you." Qin Lang said calmly.

"Hehe..." Among the four "swordsmen", the guy named Bao Kui couldn't help laughing. This young monk was too pretentious and ignored their existence. Of course Bao Kui was very unhappy. Seeing the young monk being mocked by Qin Lang at this moment, Bao Kui was naturally happy to laugh at him.

"die--"

Hearing Bao Kui's taunt, the young monk uttered a word, and an old lama behind him suddenly took action.

This old lama's cultivation level is on par with Solang's. He is already at the marrow-cleansing realm. He is indeed at least two levels better than Bao Kui. However, it seems to everyone present that even if the old lama attacks Bao Kui, it is impossible to kill him instantly. And once Bao Kui can no longer withstand it, the three people next to him will naturally not remain indifferent.

But unexpectedly, as soon as the old lama took action, his big palm hit Bao Kui firmly in the heart, but Bao Kui actually had no reaction and no defense!

The marrow-cleansing master struck with all his strength, and Bao Kui was unprepared, so he was naturally killed in one move.

Click!

The sound of Bao Kui's sternum breaking was heard. At the moment of death, his consciousness came to his senses. He subconsciously covered his heart and stared at the old lama, his eyes showing disbelief: "You——"

After a mouthful of blood spurted out, Bao Kui fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he refused to close his eyes!

"Bao Kui——"

Another swordsman roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand roared out, piercing the air, and chopped off the young monk's head, obviously intending to avenge Bao Kui. However, the "swordsman" certainly knew that the young monk was the culprit who killed Bao Kui, so he wanted to kill the young monk with a thunderous force.

Roar!

The ghost-headed golden sword in the swordsman's hand made a tiger roar when it broke through the air.

Qin Lang once heard that the sword technique of Wuhu Soul-Severing Hall is called "Five Tigers Soul-Severing Sword". It is quite unique. When the long sword is released, it will produce the power of howling like ghost tiger and wolf. This is true when he sees it.

But the young monk was unmoved. He pinched a Buddhist mantra in his hand and then slashed it out with his palm.

hiss! ~

A strange sound of breaking through the air - no, not a sound of breaking through the air, but a sound of tearing! The young monk struck out with his sword in the air and actually tore the air apart!

What was even more strange was that Qin Lang saw the young monk's palm suddenly "extend" and hit the "swordsman" in the chest before the long sword arrived.

"Gang Qi!"

Peng Yueshan and Wang Xiongzhou blurted out almost in unison, their faces full of horror!

hiss!

There was another tearing sound. This was the sound of the swordsman's protective energy being torn apart.

The body-protecting Qi was torn apart, and his body was naturally vulnerable.

A sword-shaped Gang Qi passed through the swordsman's chest, leaving a gash more than a foot long on his chest. The young monk's Blade Gang not only cut open his chest, but also chopped it into pieces. His internal organs completely cut off his life. ‘

The swordsman's body fell from mid-air. Although the young monk was right in front of him, he couldn't kill him at all. He could only support his body with the ghost-headed golden sword that had been with him for decades, muttering in his mouth. He murmured: "Daogang... you are so young... you are already in the Yuan Gang realm..."

"nonsense!"

The young monk snorted coldly and stepped on the swordsman's head, crushing his head completely. "In front of this young master, an ant like you can only crawl on the ground." land!"

In just a moment, two of the four "swordsmen" from the Five Tigers Duanhun Hall were dead. Another person was about to draw his sword and fight, but Peng Yueshan held down the hand of the man who drew the sword. Peng Yueshan cupped his fists at the young monk and said: "Your Excellency is very skilled in martial arts. Our Five Tigers Duanhun Hall has admitted defeat today and we are willing to withdraw from the ruins." .Plus, we didn’t take anything from here.”

"Why, you want to use the reputation of the Five Tigers of Soul-Severing Hall to suppress me? In the eyes of this young master, the Five Tigers of Soul-Severing Hall is just a small sect. However, since you have not touched the things in this ruins, then get out. "The young monk sneered.

"Thank you." Peng Yueshan can be considered a hero, but the opponent is so strong that he can't help but bow his head and can only swallow his anger and choose to escape.

"Hmm - didn't you understand what I said?" Seeing Peng Yueshan want to leave, the young monk said coldly, "I told you to get lost, not to leave!"

The man next to Peng Yueshan was about to get angry, but was stopped by Peng Yueshan again. Peng Yueshan gritted his teeth, shrank his body, and rolled out from the ground. In addition, when the swordsman saw that Peng Yueshan was pretending to be a turtle, it was pointless for him to persist, so he rolled out just like Peng Yueshan.

Wang Xiongzhou saw that Peng Yueshan and the others had left. He was now alone and did not want to stay here to take risks, so he said to the young monk: "Your Excellency——"

"Let's go." The young monk seemed to know Wang Xiongzhou's origins. "Since you are a senior military official and you have not taken anything from here, I will let you go."

"Thank you." Wang Xiongzhou cupped his fists and quickly turned around and ran away. Although he really wanted to get the treasures in the ruins, he had to live to do so.

Wang Xiongzhou, Peng Yueshan and others quickly disappeared, and the young monk turned his attention to Qin Lang and said in an irresistible tone: "Kneel down - offer everything you got here!"