This master, who looked like a businessman, had his feet stuck in the soil and would not be able to come out for a while. Bai Lang was the right opportunity. He used his left hand to turn over and rush upwards, and his right hand took a stairs to the sky. In the process, the flipped body finally pushed the ground with his feet to speed up. The power of this punch was actually average, but it was just a way to open the way for subsequent attacks. The movement of this force was not smooth. Even a man like Bai Lang who had practiced thirty-two long fists and practiced the true meaning of the tiger shape could not penetrate the strength of this punch step by step.

"There is still something short of it!" Bai Lang thought about this question, but he had already staggered the merchant master with one punch. He tried hard to hold his chest and abdomen and turn around to avoid it, but in the end he could not stop Bai Lang's punch from hitting his forehead. The wind of the brush made the man's nose crooked, and the nose bleeding was sprayed out directly. The punch directly made him cover his body and shaking. Bai Lang was already standing at this time, exhaling and venting his breath to block the sword that General Yuan stabbed with one hand.

This attack implemented the internal strength of the entire horizontal training golden bell cover, because General Yuan's sword was also extraordinary. Bai Lang's chest was pierced in front, which was a good thing he did. Breaking Bai Lang's golden bell cover from the front with one blow. Even if Bai Lang was distracted by the two silver needles, it was a first-class martial arts. This time, Bai Lang tried his best to block the sword with one hand, and it was indeed blocked by him.

The sword stabbed Bai Lang's palm. General Yuan loosened his hand, but the hilt of the sword did not fall down in his palm, but began to rotate under the stimulation of his internal force. "Huh?" Bai Lang found that the blade in his hand, which was pushed by his internal force, began to rotate, and immediately exerted force to shake the sword open. At the same time, the other hand accelerated the speed of attacking the dizzy opponent. It was too late to use his claws, so continue to use his fist palm. Bai Lang's middle finger protruded and a punch like a spear hit him out.

This punch also hit the forehead of the martial arts master who looked like a businessman, and a red dot immediately appeared, and the back of his head was blown out half of the back of his head and a lot of blood. "Senior Brother!" General Yuan also roared in grief and anger. This time he wrapped his hands around his hands, and the sword turned faster and faster between his palms. After Bai Lang killed the man in front of him, his hands were stacked behind the hand that was originally blocking.

At this moment, his palm was broken, and the tip of the sword pierced into the flesh and caused the wound to continue to expand during the rotation. Bailang roared, and his internal force surged out like a river of the Yangtze River, and a bronze bell appeared vaguely outside his body - this was already at the peak of the world. The sword could no longer move forward, and General Yuan shouted and slapped the hilt of the rotating sword. Bailang directly thrust the horse and sank the waist, blocking the sword that was stabbing forward in his palm.

"The skills are exhausted!" Bai Lang laughed happily despite the blood in his palm, but his anger was not diminished at all. Now he took the initiative to attack General Yuan, slapped and clamped his palms, and the sword was broken, forcing General Yuan to compete with him for fist and foot skills. At this time, the fighting venue had just been able to crash into the soldiers who had not yet run away - from Bai Lang's attack to him killing two opponents, a total of only a dozen breaths.

"Above the battle formation, where the corpse is set up!" Bai Lang said in a deep voice, and he grabbed General Yuan who had no time to run and threw himself at General Yuan in front of him. With his strength, he could throw people away even if he was slapped. At this time, General Yuan did not care about saving the lives of the soldiers under his command, because Bai Lang was mixed with the flying soldiers and rushed towards him directly. Once Bai Lang approached within three feet of his body, he might have suffered.

At this time, the old Taoist priest floated again, just stabbing with a sword. However, Bai Lang seemed to be old and weak because of his deep internal strength, but in the end he was slow in swordsmanship and not as powerful as General Yuan. Bai Lang didn't sympathize with this. His sudden tiger roar shocked the surroundings again. Some of the soldiers even fell to the ground and twitched. When Bai Lang rushed over, his arms crossed in front, allowing General Yuan to stab the sword continuously.

The long sword pierced out like a sudden rain. Bai Lang did not dodge or dodge, but used his arms to block the sword's stab. There were also a few thrusts on the mountain armor. However, the sword... was ruined after all. Bai Lang smiled grimly, and his body was extremely fast in culling - the tiger was originally an assassin, and his rushing speed was extremely fast at a short distance. General Yuan seemed to have turned into a big snake, and his arms attacked were extremely strange, and his body was slippery like a snake, and he actually avoided Bai Lang's pounce.

The next battle was like a giant snake fighting a big cat, and it was mixed with the fencing of an old Taoist priest and the drag of a girl pretending to be a soldier. As for the poison needle or poison, Miao Nu was not very useful, for fear of hurting her own people by accident. Besides, Bai Lang's horizontal practice skills with a golden bell cover could not be damaged by ordinary poisons. The battle did not last long, and Bai Lang's martial arts still took advantage - because the light cavalry had dispersed the soldiers of the peasant army and began to attack these martial arts masters in turn.

At first they could not hurt these people, but the interference was enough for Bai Lang to seize the opportunity. It has to be said that General Yuan's snake-like martial arts combined with the light skills and swordsmanship of the old Taoist priest could indeed hold Bai Lang back and make it difficult for him to stare at someone who chased and attacked him hard. Bai Lang was not interested in using a woman to kill the enemy in front of him by forcing the woman. So they dragged it for a while, but now they can't hold it back.

The first thing that was unlucky was the old Taoist priest. After all, the old man was old, and he was not as good as the young man in terms of reaction and physical fitness. Especially in this kind of chaos, Bai Lang seized the opportunity and let General Yuan stab in behind him with a sword, and grabbed the old Taoist's hand holding the sword - it was also a seduction move. He also relaxed his internal force and let the Taoist stab into his shoulder with a sword. Then he stuck the sword and made the old Taoist's light skills slow down.

The cruelty of tiger claws has always been like this. When Bai Lang's hands alternately went up, the bones passing by were already broken, and together with the flesh and blood. The old Taoist priest's white beard was covered with blood, and Bai Lang's internal strength also stabbed his internal organs, especially his lungs like a sharp blade. The old Taoist coughed up blood and made it difficult for his internal strength to gather. So he died, and was slapped by Bai Lang's palm and died.

Bai Lang's body turned, and a powerful force twisted the long sword that had already pierced into his shoulder blade and escaped from General Yuan's hand. Bai Lang's internal force became more and more violent. Now it seemed that he could form an external qi. After the second long sword was released, General Yuan could no longer block Bai Lang's attack - the giant snake could not fight against the tiger...
Chapter completed!