Chapter 697

Kungong closed the acupoints around the wound of his arm, then stared at Qin Lang with vicious eyes, with a strong murderous air bursting out of his eyes. For many years, kungong lost so badly for the first time. He knew that the people he brought were almost annihilated. Now even he was injured, and the opponent was a little boy who didn't know it!

But this little boy, the means is so cruel!

"You seem to want to eat me." Qin Lang is not moved, because he knows that kungong is poisoned. "Unfortunately, you can't protect yourself now."

"Although your poisonous insects are powerful, what can't I do?" Kungong said coldly that the real Qi of body protection around his body burst out again, killing all the poisonous insects around his body, and then he pushed forward to Qin Lang step by step.

"I dare to have a lot of luck. I really don't think you die slowly." Qin Lang gave a cold snort.

"What!" After all, he was shocked by kungong. Then he felt a kind of rotten breath spread from his arm to his whole body, which caused his real Qi and vitality to decline rapidly.

"Poisoned - impossible! I closed the acupoints on my arm! And how can my true Qi not detect the poisoning! " Kungong was shocked.

Even if he is an expert at the level of Wu Xuan, he will still panic when he encounters something he can't control and understand, especially when his life is threatened.

It's a kind of dead poison. It can't be detected by the other party. At the beginning, when Marquis Wu Ming was poisoned, he didn't find out the reason, let alone kungong.

Qi is weakening, so is vitality. The Qi around kungong's body naturally weakens.

Qin Lang didn't let Wei Han and qubuduoji Lama attack kungong at this time, because he knew that once kungong's body protection Qi disappeared, then he was the fish on the chopping board, and Qin Lang could only kill it.

"Temporary!"

When Qin Lang thought that kungong had been completely completed, a secret school truth suddenly sounded at the top of the mountain.

This sound, like the roar of King Kong and the rage of thunder, shocked Qin Lang's eardrum.

And those poisonous insects around kungong's body were shocked by the sound!

The power of this sound is really like the roar of a Buddhist lion!

However, of course, this voice was not made by kungong. Now kungong is at the end of its tether, how can it make such a powerful roar? Qin Lang immediately realized that there were experts!

What's more, he is also a master of Tantrism!

Sure enough, when Qin Lang was still faintly tinnitus, there were two well-dressed and spotless old lamas around kungong.

The leader of the old Lama, dressed in black and red robes and wearing a scarlet pointed hat, seems to be a very important old Lama in the clan. The other old Lama, standing on his side, dressed in the same robe, but with a yellow cockscomb hat, looks like a disciple or servant of the Lama in front.

Seeing that the task is about to be completed, Qin Lang didn't expect to see such two old lamas jump out. Qin Lang felt that the situation was not very good, because seeing the posture of the two lamas, he knew that they were definitely not here to help Qin Lang.

Moreover, the Lama in red hat, who is the leader, has a profound taste all over his body. It's not easy to provoke him at first sight.

Qin Lang asked the poisonous insects army to stop attacking. Just about to ask the two lamas about their intentions, he heard Huang Chong point to the Lama wearing the Yellow cockscomb hat and say, "you old monk You hurt me! I'll take care of your grandmother! "

Huang Chong said that if he could see the old Lama who hurt him, he would know him even if the other side turned grey.

It's a good thing. It's really a narrow path!

Huang Chong was not ambiguous either. After recognizing each other, he immediately shot a shuttle of bullets.

PA! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The two old lamas remained motionless, but the bullets Huang rushed out seemed to have shot on an invisible air wall, and all of them were on the ground.

The old Lama in red cap suddenly grabbed kungong's poisoned arm and drank the truth of Tantrism: "who!"

All of a sudden, something unexpected happened to Qin Lang:

kungong's injured arm suddenly dried up and became mummified in less than a few seconds. Then the red hat Lama slapped kungong on the shoulder, and suddenly kungong's arm fell off like firewood, but there was no bleeding at the incision.

"The red hat Lama is really powerful!"

Qin Lang exclaimed in his heart that the red hat Lama didn't know what secret method he used. He actually concentrated all the rotten ghost poisons in kungong on his right arm, and then cut off one arm of kungong, but saved kungong's life. This technique is like a gecko's tail.

"Thank you, guru sorang." Kungong salutes the red hat Lama respectfully. At this time, kungong seems to have ignored the existence of Qin Lang and others. Maybe in his opinion, after the red hat Lama made a move, Qin Lang and others are not afraid.

Kungong knows that he can't get rid of Qin Lang's dark poison. He will sacrifice one arm for another life. Of course, kungong will be grateful to the old Lama.

"Kungong, you are stupid. Force ah, the old Lama has lost one of your arms." "In fact, my poison just makes you lose your resistance. You won't die at all. Now you've been broken an arm by the old Lama for no reason. You're so stupid to thank others."

"You - you damn boy! Don't talk nonsense! " Of course, kungong knew that Qin Lang might be a separatist, but in kungong's heart, of course, he didn't want to become a cripple.

"Young man, let's go." The old Lama, sorang, waved his hand to show that Qin Lang and others could go away.

"I'm sorry, master. Kungong broke the national law. We're going to arrest him." Qin Lang didn't want to talk nonsense with the old Lama, but the state of cultivation of the old Lama was unpredictable, and Qin Lang didn't want to offend such people.

"I don't know what Dharma kungong has broken, but he is a member of our sect. As long as he doesn't break the sect's laws, no one can hurt him." Sorang's tone is very plain, but it is a natural tone, even a little high.

"So, what is your sect's forbidden law higher than the national law?" Qin Lang sneered.

"It's not too bad for you to say that." The old Lama of sorang didn't even bother to explain to Qin Lang, "in a word, I want to take kungong away. If you dare to stop me, I will have to bully the small with the big."

This is a naked threat to Qin Langchi.

Although Qin Lang knew that all the people of Buddha sect were cajoled by cowhide, he didn't expect that he would be so arrogant. Forced and short-term. The old Lama wanted to protect kungong, such a villain, and he wanted to take kungong away safely with only one word.

"In this case, old Lama, you can die!" Qin Lang had a big drink and suddenly started to the old Lama.