The horse thieves were like an avalanche, running in all directions, but there were also gathered horse thieves who vaguely formed a circle on the outside, trapping Bai Lang in the middle. And Bai Shaobao didn't pay attention to it at all, it was just a bunch of chickens and dogs, he could break through such a formation casually - although it was not the Legend of the Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it seemed that Li Yuanba would kill an army of 800,000 troops...... Not too difficult?

"Hate the sky without hating the earth...... Bai Lang knew that Li Yuanba did not exist in history, but Li Cunxiao did. The martial arts he can exert at this moment are probably already the best in the world-at least above the military array. At the moment, he rode his horse to the banner of the Four Great Kou, and directly waved his hand to cut off these banners with a halberd, "I think it's a similar thing, it's really a siege." ”

Bai Lang grinned, he was not wearing a helmet at this time, he just wrapped his hair in cloth, and his beard exploded and his eyebrows were raised, and with that face, it was simply the standard for a peerless general. What's more, he is tall and holding heavy weapons, and it must be the four big Kou who besiege him. Because these four people don't look like good people at first glance—no, not just four, there are six or seven of them. The one who came first held a whisk in his hand, looking tall and thin like a scholar, but that face was so treacherous that Bai Lang almost shouted, "Isn't this a traitor?"

And the most fierce is a strong man with a tumor on his head, and the guy in his hand can make Bai Langgao take a look - a mace, this guy also looks more like a fierce general in the army than a person in the rivers and lakes. Behind him was a short and fat man, with a very obscene complexion, but the weapon in his hand was a ring that he had never seen before, and it was full of sharp teeth. Of course, the last one to be pressed was a guy who looked like an old pedant - all the four big Kou had arrived, and they had all dismounted.

"Returning the horse thief is really not worthy of the name. Bai Lang muttered, as the head of the horse thief, he didn't rely on his horse, it was really a shame for the name of the horse thief - there should be a servant street called Feng Han in the future. After the four great Kou, there were still a few people who were not in a hurry to come up and besiege, they just occupied the position, led by a young man who looked very handsome, but this face may not be a little evil, it looked like Fang Tangjing's first-class face.

The movements of the four great Kou were very fast, and their martial arts were not low, but Bai Lang just sneered. Then he opened his mouth and let out a tiger roar, which was almost visible to the naked eye. The frantic roar shocked the Quartet, the key was the roar of the white waves or "Fus Ro Dah!" This unknown roar directly stopped the four big Kou who were rushing quickly, and even lost their minds, and even some people moved for a while, and even their faces turned red - they were injured internally.

The horse thief who wandered outside was directly shocked down by the people and horses, and the guy with low martial arts simply fell to the ground dizzy, and even the war horse was bounced with four hooves, and few could stand up on their own, even if they stood up, they were staggered. Fortunately, the range is not too large, and with the white wave as the center, it will deter the radius of 100 meters. And the few guys who were watching with bad intentions also froze, and the whole person seemed to be hit head-on by a sledgehammer and took a few steps back.

Bai Lang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but smiled and watched as the four people recovered and put on a posture. As for the war horse under his crotch, Bai Lang has just comprehended the method of integrating man and horse, and this innate true qi can also operate on the horse. Ssangyong did it, why couldn't Bai Lang do it. This horse also has the two veins of Ren Du on his body, and there are the same eight veins of the Qi Sutra on his limbs, although the acupuncture points and the sea of qi are all different, but anyway, Bai Lang is not helping the horse practice internal skills, he is just the innate true qi swimming through the horse's body to promote horsepower.

Naturally, he can also close his ears and stabilize his soul, so that Bai Lang did not roar to disperse the soul of his mount. Seeing that everyone's faces showed regret, horror, ruthlessness, and broken jars, Bai Lang smiled and raised his hand to wave his halberd. Bai Lang controls the horse with his legs, and the internal force is injected into the horse's body, mobilizing the "qi" on the horse's body so that it can move with Bai Lang's mind. So the horse actually ran sideways—with the spirituality of such a horse, it would have been impossible.

Bai Lang once watched a video before crossing, it was the famous Andalusian horse in the bullring playing flower arrangement, and now the war horse under his crotch is almost a little closer after being infused by internal force - it is a famous horse that can play feints left and right flower arrangement, and it is not easy to put it in Datang.

The horse moved sideways decisively and sharply, and by the way, it led Bai Lang's arm to hold the halberd's sweep. There was no need to use much horsepower, Bai Lang was enough to form a terrifying arc moon-shaped cutting storm just by relying on the divine power that he was now urging from the White Tiger. The four of them were completely surrounded by this blow, and they immediately hurriedly blocked - there is no escape from escaping, the good thing about this world is that there is a so-called qi lock, once the machine is lost, it will be a direct attack, and then it will be directly sent away.

Some people counterattacked, some people blocked it, and some people induced changes in qi when their body was moving, and these four people really had some ability to block Bai Lang's blow like this. It was embarrassing, but it was blocked after all—not even hurt. After this blow, the spirit of the four great cowards was gone, and Bai Lang could sense the distraction of their qi - they were ready to run away, isn't that the case with horse thieves?

The four of them want to run, but where can they run away? Bai Lang was more interested in the three onlookers, especially the young man who took the lead, although his martial arts were not as good as any of the four great ones, but he always seemed to feel that his status and courage were stronger than those of the four great ones. "The heads of the four of you are quite valuable, and my lord and I are relatively short of money - a bit of a hard time spending lately. In this case, why don't you discuss it, how about you lend me your head to help the poor?"

Bai Lang said that this could basically kill people's anger, and he did it. The movements of the horses under the urging of true qi were like demons, and the forward and backward movements looked extremely strange. And Bai Lang held a halberd in his right hand, pulled out an iron shovel in his left hand, and when he came over, he was ready to take the head.

The four of them joined forces to resist desperately, and the mace of the third "chicken and dog does not stay" Fang Jianding was hard to connect with Bai Lang's iron mace, while the second "scorched earth thousand miles" frizzy was with the boss Cao Yinglong to try to entangle Bai Lang's halberd with dust and softness. In the end, "not an inch of grass" attacked Bai Lang with the blade in his hand to Batian, trying to make this person regain his strength - at this moment, the four big Kou all knew that they were kicking the iron plate today, and the man in front of them was probably the biggest level in the lives of these four people.

The mace is indeed a heavy weapon, but if you want to connect Bai Lang's iron mace, the iron mace hit the mace, and immediately broke a few wolf teeth, Bai Lang's wrist was as stable as Mount Tai, but Fang Jianding's hands with the mace collapsed, his arms were sore, and even his waist and legs were weak, and Bai Lang's wrist was stabbed by an iron wedge in a blink of an eye, and this Fang Jianding's skull was afraid to belong to Bai Lang......

Supporting the body in the white blade, in the red dust

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