Chapter 750

After sweeping Wang Xiongzhou's people, the black snow crow has dispersed.

But the sky began to dim, because the twilight was coming and the light in the valley began to fade.

And just before dusk came, a group of unexpected guests came here.

There were seven people in the group, all monks, and six of them were middle-aged and old lamas. All the six old lamas wore very simple grey robes and walked barefoot. The first one is a young monk, who is wearing a white silk robe and a pair of white boots at his feet. Even the beads on his chest are white jade beads without any flaws.

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

In fact, the young monk is not only not simple, but also arrogant. When his eyes pass over everyone, they are so high, as if he is a smiling golden eagle on the plateau, and Qin Lang are just humble reptiles crawling on the ground.

Six middle-aged and old monks stood respectfully behind the young monk, and finally the young monk's eyes fell on sorang: "sorang, why are you here? However, since you are one step ahead, you must have got something good. You should give your hands to my little Lord as soon as possible, which is also your credit. "

In this young monk's eyes, sorang is bound to obediently deliver things to him.

Unfortunately, today sorang is completely indifferent, just as he did not hear the words of the young monk.

"Sauron -" the young monk glared at Sauron. He did not believe that Sauron would have the courage to disobey his orders.

"You don't have to shout. Sauron is already my servant. Of course, he won't listen to you." Qin Lang said quietly.

"Haha......" Among the four "swordsmen", the guy named Baokui couldn't help laughing. This young monk is really too dressed. Forced, and ignored their existence, of course, Bao Kui was not happy. At the moment, seeing that the young monk was ridiculed by Qin Lang, Bao Kui was naturally willing to ridicule.

"Death --"

hearing Bao Kui's sarcasm, the young monk uttered a word, and an old Lama behind him suddenly put his hand.

The cultivation realm of the old Lama is comparable to that of sorang. It has already been the cultivation of the marrow washing realm, which is indeed superior to that of Baokui at least two times. However, it seems to anyone present that the old Lama can't kill Bao Kui even if he gives it a shot. Once Bao Kui can't stand it, the three people next to him will not be indifferent.

But unexpectedly, as soon as the old Lama made a move, his big palm was firmly in Baokui's heart, and Baokui was unresponsive and unprepared!

The master of the marrow washing realm strikes with all his strength, and Baokui is unprepared. Naturally, it's a move.

Click!

The sound of Baokui's broken chest bone rang. At the moment of his death, his divine sense came to his senses. He subconsciously covered his heart and stared at the old Lama. His eyes were unbelievable: "you --"

after a mouthful of blood gushed out, Baokui fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he could not die in peace!

"Baokui --"

another swordsman roared, his long knife roared out of his hand, cut through the air, and beheaded the young monk, obviously to avenge Baokui. However, the "swordsman" of course knew that the young monk was the one who killed Bao Kui, so he wanted to kill the young monk with great momentum.

Roar!

When the ghost gold knife in the swordsman's hand breaks through the air, it makes a roar.

Qin Lang once heard that the sabre technique of the five tiger soul breaking hall is called "five tiger soul breaking Sabre". It is quite unique. When the long Sabre is used, it will give birth to the power of the ghost tiger and wolf howling. This is the case at this time.

But the young monk was not moved. He pinched a Buddha's truth in his hand, and then split it with one hand.

Hiss! ~

a kind of strange air breaking sound - no, not the air breaking sound, but the tearing sound! The young monk had a palm knife in the air, which tore the air!

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

"Vigorous Qi!"

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

Hiss!

There was another sound of tearing. It was the sound of the real Qi of the swordsman's body being torn.

When the body protecting Qi is torn, its body will be vulnerable.

A blade of vigorous Qi passed through the man's chest, leaving a foot long cut on his chest. The young monk's blade not only cut his chest, but also cut his internal organs and completely cut off his vitality. "

the body of the swordsman fell from the air. Although the young monk was in front of him, he couldn't kill him at all. He could only support his body with the Ghost Head golden Sabre which had accompanied him for decades, murmuring:" the sword gang You are young It's actually Yuangang state... "

"Nonsense!"

The young monk snorted coldly. He put his foot on the head of the swordsman, trampled his head under his feet, and crushed the head of the swordsman completely. "In front of my little Lord, you are such an ant, you can only crawl on the ground!"

However, in a short time, the four "swordsmen" of Wuhu soul breaking hall died. Another man was about to pull out his knife, but Peng Yueshan held down the man's hand. Peng Yueshan held his fist to the young monk and said: "your Kung Fu is excellent, we five tiger soul breaking hall have planted today, we are willing to quit the ruins. Besides, we didn't take anything here. "

"Why, do you want to use the reputation of Wuhu soul breaking hall to oppress me? In my young Lord's eyes, the five tiger soul breaking hall is just a small school. However, since you haven't touched anything in this relic, go away. " The young monk sneered.

"Thank you." Peng Yueshan is also a kingpin, but the other side is so strong that he can't help but bow his head and choose to escape.

"Well - you didn't understand me?" When the young monk saw that Peng Yueshan wanted to leave, he said coldly, "I'll let you go, not let you go!"

The man next to Pengyue mountain was about to get angry, but he was stopped by Pengyue mountain again. Peng Yueshan grinds his teeth, shrinks his body and rolls out of the ground. In addition, when the swordsman saw that Peng Yueshan was loaded with tortoises, he could not hold on any longer, so he rolled out like Peng Yueshan.

Wang Xiongzhou saw that Peng Yueshan and his wife had left. Now he was alone and didn't want to stay here to take risks. So he said to the young monk, "sir --"

"you go." The young monk seemed to know the origin of Wang Xiongzhou. "For the sake of your being a senior officer of the military department, and you didn't take anything here, I'll let you go."

"Thank you." Wang Xiongzhou threw a fist and hurriedly turned around to escape. Although he wanted to get the treasure in the ruins, he had to have life.

Wang Xiongzhou, Peng Yueshan and others soon disappeared. The young monk turned his eyes to Qin Lang and said in an irresistible voice, "kneel down - present everything you get here!"