Huang Chong and Wu Caiyun were dumbfounded.
"Qin Lang just hung up like this?"
Both Huang Chong and Wu Caiyun had a big question mark in their hearts. Of course, they both knew that Lama Qubu Dorji was not joking. There must be poison in this peach, because this old lama is definitely not a kind person. A kind person. Poor Qin Lang, he can be regarded as a young talent. He thought he could serve the Dragon Snake Army in the future, but he didn't expect to lose here today. However, this is also a sign of lack of experience. If it were Huang Chong and Wu Caiyun, they would never eat indiscriminately.
Click!
As if he didn't hear what Qubu Dorji said, Qin Lang took another bite of the peach in his hand, the juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and then said: "The taste of this peach is really good! Heavenly fragrance is poisonous, colorless and tasteless, It does not affect the taste of peaches."
"You know Tianxiang Poison!" Qubu Dorji said, "Then you should know that after this poison enters the body, basically only one person will die! Even a master of Wuxuan, it is difficult to dispel it, let alone you are just a mere warrior!"
"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." Qin Lang gnawed the peach until there was only a bare core left, then threw away the core and continued, "Old lama, you are a layman in poisoning, so don't use the axe. Let me Let's see your Hetian Mahamudra."
Qin Lang did not show any signs of poisoning, let alone the old lama Qubu Duoji, even Wu Caiyun and Huang Chong could see it. With Qin Lang's arrogant appearance, he doesn't seem to be poisoned at all.
Qubu Dorji gritted his teeth with hatred, how could he be despised by a warrior boy, how could he bear it, he stood up suddenly: "You want to see my Hetian Mahamudra, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications! Come on—"
Qubu Dorji shouted loudly, and several strong young lamas rushed in, but these lamas lay down as soon as they rushed to the door, because Wei Han's hidden weapon had already been released.
Wei Han didn't even look at it, just listening to the wind and distinguishing the shape, and knocked down these young lamas.
"Old Lama, do you think I will come here unprepared." Qin Lang sneered, "Now, let me see your Heitian Mahamudra."
"As you wish—" Qubu Dorji sneered, and suddenly shot, a big handprint was slapped on Qin Lang's head.
It was obviously just a palm, but when Qubu Dorji made a move, everyone present felt that his palm was not a palm, but a mountain peak, just like the palm of Buddha - covering the sky and the sun!
As soon as Qubu Dorji made a move, Qin Lang felt that his whole body was covered by this palm. It seemed that no matter how he dodged, it was difficult to escape the range covered by this palm. A feeling of powerlessness.
However, Qin Lang certainly doesn't need Qin Lang to resist this palm, because Wei Han has already made a move——
A flying knife shot straight at Qubu Dorji's forehead like lightning.
Wei Han claims that the eight arms are impermanent, but this time it was just a throwing knife, because in order to pose a threat to Qubu Dorji, Wei Han must ensure that this throwing knife can break Qubu Dorji's protective Qi. A flying knife, although not so gorgeous, but the power is naturally more concentrated, this is Wei Han's full blow!
Sure enough, even with Qubu Dorji's ability, he had to face Wei Han's throwing knife squarely, so he could only temporarily let Qin Lang go, and slapped Wei Han's throwing knife with his palm.
Boom!
Qubu Dorji's zhenqi was extremely powerful on the flying knife, and it collided with Wei Han's zhenqi carried on the flying knife, and suddenly the flying knife exploded in the air!
The flying knife exploded, and Qubu Dorji attacked Qin Lang again, but Wei Han's flying knife was faster and shot Qubu Dorji's head again. In desperation, Qubu Dorji had no choice but to knock Wei Han's throwing knife away again.
After two moves in succession, Qubu Dorji was still unable to kill Qin Lang. The old lama finally realized that if he didn't kill Wei Han, he couldn't kill Qin Lang, an "ant".
But to kill Wei Han, even with Qubu Dorji's cultivation base, it would not be easy, because Wei Han's hidden weapons were indeed not easy to deal with, not to mention that these hidden weapons were also poisonous.
Therefore, Qubu Dorji paused to attack Qin Lang, and said coldly: "Boy, don't you want to see the Heitian Mahamudra of this seat, why do you only know to hide behind other people's butts!"
"If I was slapped to death by your palm, how would I know it?" Qin Lang has a thick skin, and of course he would not die because of Qubu Dorji's words. It's showing signs."
Qin Lang's last sentence was not bragging, he had indeed seen some tricks of Heitian Mahamudra: the moment the old lama made a move, his palms would turn black, as if soaked in poison, and At the moment of the move, his palm will release a dark aura, but this kind of darkness is not the kind of sinister darkness, but a solemn and sacred darkness, which seems to be the aura of the body of darkness.
This Heitian Mahamudra is worthy of being the unique skill of Tantric Buddhism. It is completely different from those low-level poisonous palms and poisonous skills. Qin Lang has to admit this, and Qin Lang thinks that he has come to the right place today.
Qin Lang must obtain the Heitian Mahamudra technique!
"Boy, you are so arrogant! A mere ant at the level of a warrior, can you see through my unique skills?" Qubu Dorji said disdainfully, "However, don't even think about leaving the Black Ear Temple today, you will all die!"
"Not necessarily!" Qin Lang said calmly, "Since you let me see your Heitian Mahamudra, I will also let you see a unique skill."
"What can you do to—"
Qubu Dorji felt that Qin Lang's so-called unique skills were just tricks, but before he finished speaking, Qubu Dorji was stunned, because he really saw Qin Lang's unique skills:
Qin Lang's display of unique skills is very simple, he just stepped on it lightly, but there was a "boom" sound from the stone floor under his feet, and the whole ground was trembling slightly, even the stone under his feet had some tiny cracks. It shows that Qin Lang's kick is very powerful, and it feels like all the strength is hit on this kick.
"Fulong... pile!"
Qubu Dorji is a master, and a master of Buddhist sects. Although Tantra and Sutra are somewhat different, they are both under the banner of Buddhist sects. How could Qubu Dorji have never heard of Buddhist sect's unique technique of Fulong Zhuang! For many masters of Buddhism, Fulong Zhuang is the ultimate skill they dream of. Of course, Qubu Dorji is also eager to learn Fulong Zhuang. Once he learns Fulong Zhuang, his realm and strength will be improved like never before!
Because Fulong pile is one of the simplest and most brilliant techniques of Buddhism!
However, just as Qubu Duoji uttered the three words "Fulong Zhuang", Wei Han attacked again.
At the same time, Lama Bangui also moved.
It was as if Qubu Dorji's uttering of the three words "Fulong Zhuang" was the signal for their attack.