Chapter 201: The Waste Wood Tribe
Killing his husband and taking his wife, Bai Lang felt that he was a good person, so he would never do it. Even if the other party is one of the four beauties, he doesn't want to do it, and since Bai Lang has made a decision, he will naturally never waver - no matter what the innate master says, his mind will already be as hard as iron, and it will not change easily.
Ben Lei Shou wanted to defend his wife to attack Bai Lang, Bai Lang would only praise his courage, so what he gave him was just a simple strength counterattack, and the internal force that hurt Wen Si was his own. Bai Lang glanced at Luo Bing, whose face was flushed with anger, smiled and didn't take another look, and walked directly towards the depths of the barracks.
"It's time to send the two He Zhuo and their sons and nephews back to heaven, the movement is really slow, and they have just driven their horses to prepare to leave? "At this moment, there was chaos in the barracks, and most of the soldiers had run away regardless of it.
This kind of thing would not have been done by the peasant army back then, how many people did Bai Lang kill after he broke into the camp? Are there two hundred? Bai Lang calculated that there were only more than 100 people at most, and the army of tens of thousands of people scattered in an uproar?" Bai Lang sighed.
The light work of traveling alone for thousands of miles unfolded, and Bai Lang heard several people following behind him, including his slave girl, of course, the chief helmsman and the one-armed Taoist, and a few who he didn't recognize who was who - after all, this was an old book, and Bai Lang could only remember some of the main plots, some of which he couldn't remember.
The soldiers of Hezhuo who met on the road, Bai Lang sent them to see the lord very casually, and now he has no weapons in his hand but is sharper, his palm is like a giant axe, and his punch is like a siege cone to kill...... Anyone who sees two or three unlucky eggs after a palm sweep is a cross-sectional mullah and is not very cool to break into a few pieces, this person is simply torn apart.
"The kung fu of the Southern Dou Holy Fist is not strong enough, otherwise this section should be relatively clean, and the tearing effect will not be so strong. Bai Lang himself knows this situation, but the fist like a siege cone and the flat palm make him quite satisfied, just like Xin'en of the Southern Dou Eagle Fist easily penetrates the human body with his hands, Bai Lang can also do this, but the fracture is not so clean.
"Each has its own strengths, each has its own strengths. Bai Lang still checked the effect of martial arts a little when he started, and the masters and slave girls who followed him were already stunned, if it weren't for everyone, they would be considered old Jianghu people, I am afraid that they would have vomited so badly.
Where Bai Lang passed, all he left was a fragmented corpse, and he walked on blood and bones, mercilessly killing the soldiers of Hezhuo in front of him. These people were terrified and went out of their way to avoid the white waves - perhaps they would never be able to become soldiers again, and these unfortunate people will always remember this terrible scene for the rest of their lives.
How many people did Bai Lang kill along the way? Probably more than 100 people, plus the more than 100 people who had just broken the formation, the two or three hundred people killed on the battlefield the day before, this was less than half of the entire army of Hezhuo. But in fact, he had turned Wadabe into a castle on the beach, and it began to crumble in a hurry.
No one dared to stop Bai Lang, his martial arts are high now, and the one who has vital interests is actually a Huo Qingtong plus half of the chief helmsman. Huo Qingtong really couldn't figure out how to stop Bai Lang, even if she was known for being smart and wise since she was a child, but there was no way to face the man in front of her.
What kind of person is Bai Lang, Huo Qingtong thinks he knows him best-this is a ruthless person who says that if you kill your whole family, you will kill your whole family, this is the conclusion she came to through negative distance contact. The other half of the people involved are the chief helmsman, and he doesn't have the slightest confidence in saving the lives of Princess Xiangxiang's father and brother, but he doesn't have any burden.
In the final analysis, a few barbarians who want to rip the ground, hanging their heads outside the Chang'an Gate is their best fate - at least that's what the chief helmsman's education has told him since childhood. And he also has a lot of reasons to convince himself to convince Princess Xiangxiang - "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that this person's martial arts are too high and I can't do it." ”
For Bai Lang's martial arts, the chief helmsman has long lost his confidence - if he still has some confidence in his moves, he has no confidence in his internal strength. He couldn't even think of Bai Lang's horizontal kung fu - there are many invulnerable magic skills in the rivers and lakes, but most of them are used to sell strong pills in the rivers and lakes, and they are used to deceive people. Shaolin Temple also has a Vajra is not bad, but that also has restrictions, you can eat a few swords and cut down the sword, but stabbing with a sword is mostly a blood hole - but the muscles and bones are well boiled, and this sword can't be pierced deeply.
As for those like Bai Lang, who slashed swords and spears in the battle formation unscathed, even if they were stabbed by the cavalry, they practiced kung fu as if nothing happened...... It's probably better to read the story in Journey to the West - that Monkey King is a copper-headed, iron-armed, brassy, and tin, and he is also invulnerable.
Bai Lang had already seen the size of Hezhuo in front of him, and this time not only did he have to kill these people, but even the leaders and scripture readers at all levels in Hezhuobu had to be killed, completely cutting off the possibility of Hezhuo's existence as a whole - as for whether they could live happily after falling apart? Ah, anyway, according to history, they couldn't live in the first place.
These people have warriors who are close guards, and they pounce on Bai Lang regardless of life and death to slow down Bai Lang's pace, while those leaders are beating their horses and galloping to run—they have seen Bai Lang's bravery, and they are completely unconfident that they can take advantage of Bai Lang.
Huo Qingtong flew up - but she didn't think about what to do, the chief helmsman didn't care about the main exhibition guard, anyway, he had actually hidden Princess Xiangxiang, if this "old man" and "eldest brother" hung up, there would be no loss for him, maybe it would be a good thing.
In the face of those warriors who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, Bai Lang's way of paying tribute to them was to tear them apart. It doesn't take any golden bell jar to deal with these people, just the dodge between Bai Lang's advance and retreat can easily avoid these people's attacks, he just grabbed one person with a long arm, and then killed one by pinching it.
Wherever Bai Lang's hand is pinched, where is the bone residue and rotten meat, this kind of thing he can do long before he has achieved it innately, and now it is even more readily available. Killing these people is not a challenge for him at all, even if he learns to kill people with his tongue in vain, it will be no problem for Bai Lang. It's just that he's not that boring.
"Are you going to sword at me?" Bai Lang looked at his slave girl curiously, and for the sake of the many negative distance contacts, he kindly reminded him. Then the woman dropped the sword in her hand directly, Bai Lang didn't care about her, and the light skill of walking alone for thousands of miles was launched, and she easily chased after her.
There was a thunderclap-like tiger roar between heaven and earth, and the momentum of the white waves exploded in a directional manner, and those horses rolled down directly with soft feet, and the people above fell to pieces. When they wailed and turned over and looked up, they saw Bai Lang standing in front of them.