Chapter 2192
White-faced Lang looked at the crowd with cold eyes.
And behind him were Xie Qianshan of the Xie family and several other remaining family experts of the Xie family.
At this moment, he was ready to fight at any time.
“Mr. Bai, this?”
Looking at the departing figure of the two kings.
Xie Qianshan asked curiously.
Although he also recognized this Compa*s Zun, he had no idea as to why this person would be looking for trouble with White-faced Lang.
For a while, he was also puzzled.
The master of the Thousand Serpent Island, White-Faced Lang, was not only excellent in medicine and martial arts.
In addition, he is a master of the poisonous dao, which is unmatched by anyone else.
In addition to the terrifyingly poisonous Purgatory Snake.
Even the most famous experts avoid it.
I don’t know what the hell is wrong with this compulsion to touch the brow of White-faced Lang.
“This compulsion has been following me since the capital.
Now he has even quietly sneaked up on me through disguise and disguise.”
As the white-faced Lang explained briefly.
Xie Qianshan also understood a little bit of the inside story.
At this moment, the white-faced Lang was also inwardly speculating about the purpose of the Companions.
If he himself had on his person, he could have something that would make the other party’s heart flutter so much.
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One is the secret of the White Cloud Cave.
As for the second, it should be his favorite pet, the Five-colored Purgatory Snake.
This snake is the supreme snake king of the Thousand Snakes Island.
This snake king has been killed in the natural world through a cruel fight.
The snake king was chosen by the best and the brightest.
And it was very likely that this Compa*s King was coveting the perfect compa*s qualifications of the Purgatory Snake.
The compulsion king on the other side was also remorseful this time.
One wrong step, and the whole set would be lost.
If he had been more careful and cautious.
He wouldn’t have been attacked by that white-faced boy and thus seriously injured.
If he hadn’t been injured, there would have been no more of this, and his efforts would have been wasted.
During the time he had been watching the other side, he had been thinking about how to deal with the white-faced man.
Today’s plan could be considered the most perfect set of plans.
But things are unpredictable.
Although the plan was successful.
But White-faced Lang relied on a desperate manoeuvre.
He even almost lost his compulsion to his opponent’s hand.
Feeling the pain coming from his calf.
The companions were both regretful and resigned.
Xie Qianshan also took a look at the crowd present.
As an ally of White-Faced Lang’s side, he himself naturally had to consider how to help him take down Compulsion Zun.
It didn’t matter what the purpose of this compulsion daddy really was.
The mere act of snooping was a capital offence.
Thinking of this, he and White-faced Lang looked at each other with the same force.
Both seemed to see the killing intent in the other’s eyes.
In the midst of a nod.
With a single stomp of his foot, White-Faced Lang charged directly towards Compa*s Zun.
As for the few experts behind Xie Qianshan, under the family head’s instructions.
They rushed towards Compa*s Zun from the other direction, attempting to form a siege with White-Faced Lang.
To take this man down as quickly as possible.
The Companions had fought numerous battles in his life.
Naturally, he could see what his opponent was up to at a glance.
And the way he responded to it was also greatly unexpected by the crowd.
“Thousand Serpent Langjun, I bet you can only use that stance once.”
With that said, Compa*s Zun rushed directly towards the direction of White-Faced Lang.
Rather than sitting around and waiting for death, it would be better to let go and fight.
In comparison, instead of facing the five experts of the Xie Family.
He felt that the white-faced Lang should be easier to deal with at this moment.
Of course, there was an element of gambling in this move for his companions.
If White-faced Lang could still inspire one more time, that terrifying five-coloured poison stance.
He would have been dead on the spot.
At this moment, when White-faced Lang saw his opponent coming straight towards him.
He was both shocked and angry.
He was shocked because he did not expect this compulsion to be so bold as to bet his life on it.
What was more important was that he had really bet right.
Unless he, White-Faced Lang, was running with the option of dying together.
Otherwise, there was no way he would risk his life and inspire another terrifying wide-ranging killing move like that.
The anger was that the Compa*s Zun was charging towards his side.
It was obvious that it was treating it as a soft persimmon.