Again, this kind of impact is most convenient for Bai Lang himself - if you ride a horse, you are not flexible enough after all, and the horse cannot move completely at will. Bai Lang's own target is small and fast, and if he launches an attack, he can get closer to Zhang Xianzhong's Zhongjun tent faster than a horse.

There were a lot of people who intercepted him, and many of them didn't see the ferocious killing of Bai Lang in front of them, and now they also had the courage to come up and meet them - who let this guy rush too fast, and even the defeated soldiers who were scattered in front were left behind by him. Bai Lang was bare-handed, but the evil aura on his body was so thick that he felt as if he was about to condense a tiger outside his body.

"Psychological effects, psychological effects...... However, this bloodthirsty killing idea is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that this growth of martial arts fed by war and killing also seems to have shortcomings?" Bai Lang pressed his killing intent for a moment, and only after thinking about it did he indulge wantonly.

His pounce action was still bottom-up, from the waist down, claws and fists wantonly grabbed and beaten, and every now and then a whirlwind swept the legs. With his martial arts at this time, it was really a rub and a knock and an injury. Most of the opponents hit by the fist claws are dead, and the kicks of the sweeping legs are just broken tendons and fractures, holding the thighs and calves and rolling on the ground. If it's a kick from the middle height of the white waves, it's a dead person who has been kicked and folded from the waist and eye very simply.

Even if a person wears chain mail or cotton armor, due to the lack of stiffness, he is still as fragile as a reed stick in front of Bai Lang, especially Bai Lang's fists and feet are almost the same as a sledgehammer mace. As for these people's knives and spears, Bai Lang doesn't care at all, the armor on his body is first of all the mountain armor made by Seiko, and there is chain mail inside, and the ordinary blade is really not so easy to break, not to mention the golden bell jar, even if it is broken, it will be difficult to hurt him.

"The steel spear may be able to break through the skin and flesh with the help of running with all its strength, and it is far from killing me!" Bai Lang was like a big worm jumping up and down in the crowd, and wherever he pounced, he was killed and injured. One of the disadvantages of a person's foot combat is that it is easy to make the side who is hit pay relatively attention to the close combat, but will not notice how many of their own people have died here, and the result is that the ability to withstand the blow can be said to be passively improved - because the more people fight one person, everyone can not relax and look left and right.

But with Bai Lang's several attacks, someone finally came back to his senses, and the speed of the morale collapse was surprisingly fast, but after a few screams, these soldiers who had originally formed a formation to fight with Bai Lang dispersed in a hurry. Bai Lang was too lazy to chase and kill these waste soldiers, he just pounced on Zhang Xianzhong's Zhongjun tent, and with his current ear power, he could hear that there were people here.

Zhang Xianzhong should not be difficult to recognize, because this thief has a special appearance, and the reason why he was not killed by Shangguan in the first place was because of his appearance, so "It's right to catch someone who looks a little weird!" Bai Lang thought, and what appeared in front of him was indeed a person dressed as a general with a somewhat unusual appearance.

Bai Lang only spent a cup of tea after killing the encirclement, and even if there were warriors who tried to stop him, they had already been left behind by him. The person in front of him is relatively young, and it seems that he is not the same age as Zhang Xianzhong, but Bai Lang doesn't care about it-is there a good person in this Zhang Xianzhong's army?

So Bai Lang rushed over directly, and the general didn't have time to get on his horse and run, so he immediately drew his long knife and came to fight. This man can also be regarded as extremely brave, the long knife is extremely powerful, and the sword skills are also quite impressive - if you ride a horse to break into battle, I am afraid that you are also a warrior who can swing ten battles.

However, in front of the white waves...... One claw twisted the hand bone holding the knife, went up to crush the arm bone, and the other hand directly clenched the fist out, this brave general was useless with chain mail, and a big hole was directly punched between the chest and abdomen, and Bai Lang finally directly pulled off the person's head. There was a small soldier who was originally serving the general on the horse, but now he fell to the side, "Who is this?" Bai Lang looked at the little soldier.

Zhang ..... Zhang Kewang ...... "After the soldier said this, his face turned blue and he died directly. "What, scared to death?" Bai Lang scolded, "Zhang Kewang, damn the useless head!" This person threw away his head, "Ha! This must be Zhang Xianzhong!"

There were more than a dozen cavalrymen escorting a man who desperately beat his horse and fled, not even wearing armor. "Donkey ball!" Bai Lang heard the man scolding while running, Bai Lang let out a tiger roar that shook the heavens and the earth under great joy, "Sacrifice the thief and leave! borrow your head to get a military feat!" Bai Lang roared, and the sound wave came out Even the war horse was suddenly in chaos.

Bai Lang tore off the mountain armor on his body, the chain mail was too late to pull, and he used his light skills to fly on the grass with all his might, bringing a bloody gust of wind, chasing Zhang Xianzhong and his guards who fled. After a few steps, he was already approaching the galloping horse, clasped the horse's hip with one claw, and before he could tear off this piece of meat, Bai Lang directly turned over on the back of the last person's horse with the power of this claw.

stepped on the relay, of course, by the way, this person was trampled on and rolled with his own war horse, and it seemed that he was dying with people and horses. Bai Lang pounced forward with this strength, hugged the shoulders of the cavalry in front of him with both claws, and after crushing the shoulder blades and ribs on both sides with force, he pounced again with strength - this time it was really on Zhang Xianzhong's horse.

Bai Lang showed a cruel smile, Zhang Xianzhong was absolutely single-minded when he ran away, and he never looked back, but at this moment, he was also covered in cold sweat, especially his back was like a big worm. This Zhang Xianzhong is also ruthless, without saying a word, he took out a knife and didn't look back, he stabbed back with his backhand.

This stab directly made Zhang Xianzhong's tiger mouth crack - this knife was the same as stabbing on an iron plate, but it hurt his hand. "Hero, spare my life, I have ......"

"You want to say that you are rich, right?" Bai Lang smiled and turned Zhang Xianzhong's head one hundred and eighty degrees, looking at the blood flowing from this guy's mouth and said. "If you are killed, you will be promoted and rich, and the money will naturally come. Do you say?" he asked Zhang Xianzhong's own soldiers, who were desperately beating horses and running away - these people didn't come to save people at all when they saw this scene, and ran away.

"By the way, are you Zhang Xianzhong?" Bai Lang asked, "The killing of the dog day is too fast, this thing is speechless!" Zhang Xianzhong's neck was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees at the moment, and he was certain to die with the medical skills of this era, but he couldn't die for a while, but he definitely couldn't speak. After Bai Lang cursed, he quickly threw Zhang Xianzhong to the ground, flew out and grabbed a slow-running soldier.

"Is this Zhang Xianzhong? If you tell the truth, I will spare you from dying, and tell a lie and directly peel your skin!" Bai Lang didn't know that he was a white tiger at all at this moment, and this pro-soldier was already terrified just by listening to the voice and seeing his face. "This is the Eight Kings. He yelled.