Chapter 698

No one thought that Qin Lang would give a hand to sorang.

To be exact, everyone thought that Qin Lang dared not take action against solang, including solang himself.

It's a matter of no doubt that the state of cultivation of the old Lama of solang is unpredictable. If Qin Lang is a little rational, he can't do this kind of thing. What's more, he has said that he doesn't want the life of Qin Lang and others. Therefore, Qin Lang really has no reason to work hard.

For Wu Caiyun, she thought that Qin Lang, a selfish guy, would not take risks, but she didn't expect that Qin Lang had the courage to challenge the mysterious sorang Lama.

Suddenly, Wu Caiyun's impression of Qin Lang changed a lot.

Just next moment, Wu Caiyun can only worry about Qin Lang's life and death.

Because Qin Lang has just stepped into the state of internal breathing, she can't think of Qin Lang's ability to challenge the old Lama, such as sorang. Qin Lang seems to have little chance to win with these poisonous insects alone.

For Qin Lang, it's not only an adventure, it's a gamble.

But he knew that he had to gamble, because he had just stepped into the state of internal breathing through epiphany, and his spirit and strength were in his peak state. In this case, he should have no fear to find someone to fight with. In fact, Qin Lang also planned to fight with him. Who knows, a mysterious sorang suddenly appears. If Qin Lang withdraws with only one sentence from sorang, then Qin Lang will always plant the shadow of failure in his mind, and the progress of martial arts will be very slow in the future. Therefore, Qin Lang decisively gives his hand to sorang, although he is not sure.

In fact, Wu Caiyun thinks that Qin Lang's selfishness is also right. Qin Lang's action against him is not for the sake of national law and justice, but for his own martial arts cultivation. In other aspects, Qin Lang may not care, but in martial arts practice, he will not allow anyone to delay his practice.

As for Qin Lang's gamble, that's because he bet that the old Lama of solang will not take the gamble himself, so Qin Lang's goal is actually the servant behind solang, that is, the old Lama who once severely damaged Huang Chong.

In Qin Lang's view, depending on his identity, sorang will not fight with Qin Lang personally, and as a servant of the old Lama, of course, he should take the initiative at this time. Otherwise, how can I be a qualified servant.

"Looking for death --"

sure enough, sorang didn't give Qin Lang a hand. His servant did, and his hand was the black sky fingerprint. He was obviously ready to kill Qin Lang in a second.

This monk's great black hand seal cultivation is no less than qubuduoji. When it is unfolded, it is like a huge black Buddhist hand pressing Qin Lang's head, as if to wipe out all the vitality of Qin Lang.

At this moment, Qin Lang raised his hand, turned his palm, and quickly formed a fingerprint. Then he clapped it out with one hand, which was also a big black fingerprint.

"Eh!"

Both solang and kungong couldn't help but make a surprise.

Black sky big handprint is one of the unique skills of the secret school. It has never been taught to others, and there is no way to cultivate the spirit of the secret school. Black sky big handprint can't be refined at all. How can this yellow boy get black sky big handprint?

Of course, neither solang nor kungong will worry about the old Lama, because the black sky fingerprint of the old Lama has been used for decades. Even if Qin Lang started to practice from his mother's womb, he would certainly not be the opponent of the old Lama.

The old Lama himself, of course, would not believe that Qin Lang's big black hand seal is more powerful than him. What's more, the old Lama is an expert at the level of Wu Xuan, and Qin Lang is just a region of inner peace.

Peng!

Their big black hand prints collided.

Qin Lang was shaken so much that he took several steps to stabilize himself, but the old Lama did not move.

"Good boy!"

The old Lama snorted. He thought that he could kill Qin Lang with his kung fu cultivation. At least, he could also hurt Qin lang. but unexpectedly, the boy was only retreated a few steps and didn't even get a breath of blood, which made the old Lama feel a little bit inappropriate. In addition, when the two were fighting, the old Lama felt that his real Qi seemed to be absorbed by the boy's palm. However, as a powerful warrior, the old Lama would certainly not put Qin Lang in his eyes and sneer, "although your big black hand print is decent, it's a little tender, and you dare to learn my secret school's unique skills, it's a crime to die!"! So you're going to die! "

"Old Lama, don't you pretend to be forced to die? Do you think you can still do it? " Qin Lang sneered, and his eyes rested on the hand of the old Lama.

Black sky big handprint, only in the moment of hand to hand will the palm turn into the highly toxic black, but at this moment, the old Lama has not yet made a hand, but the palm has become black.

Noticing this, the old Lama subconsciously took a look at the monk's robe. The black air in his palm was spreading rapidly, and his whole arm was turning black.

"How could this happen?" The old Lama couldn't figure out why.

Although the black sky big handprint is the poison palm of the secret school, it is really a very deep Kung Fu. It can hurt people without hurting yourself. The practitioner himself will not be backfired by the poison gas. But now, the old Lama is poisoned. How can he not be frightened?

It's like "falcons are pecked blind by Eagles all day", which makes the old Lama unacceptable for a while. Of course, no matter whether he accepts it or not, poisoning is a fact, so he desperately urges real Qi to suppress the poison gas, but it is useless at all. The situation is similar to kungong.

"Who!"

The sorang Lama also saw that the old Lama was in a state of affairs. At the same time, he made a quick decision. A secret seal hit the old Lama's arm. But the result is the same as kungong. Although his secret seal suppressed the gas, he still paid an arm price.

"Ha ha! ~"

Huang Chong couldn't help laughing at this time," old Lama, I didn't expect that you were also poisoned! Without a hand, see how you can use that bird's fingerprint later. Ha ha ~ "

Huang chuckled a few times, and soon he couldn't laugh, because he felt the murderous air around him.

Because it is obvious that the old Lama of solang killed Qin Lang.

"Young man, you're too wild." Sorang's voice is very calm, but it's as cold as the ice that never melted. "I left you a life before, just because I roughly guessed your origin, so I didn't want to hurt you. But you dare to show off in front of me many times, but you are really looking for death!"

"Oh, so you just wanted to kill me. The reason why you let me go is because you guessed my origin?" Qin Lang said, "old Lama, what do you think is my origin?"

"The poison word sect has long been in decline. I can't imagine that as a descendant, you don't know how to keep a low profile. It seems that your sect's strength is exhausted. Let us wipe it out completely." Sorang's words point out the origin of Qin Lang.