Bai Lang looked at the boat, this small boat is only two zhang long, I am afraid that it can only sit a boatman and two or three passengers, and it is probably still a fishing boat that can only fish. At the moment when the ship was about to collide, Bai Lang took a few steps back, "If there is gunpowder, it will not be easy to explode." "Bai Lang never thought that the heroes of the rivers and lakes would not be able to get gunpowder, as long as there was money these days, it was not a problem to steal and sell gunpowder in the arsenal.

But if you want to use gunpowder from your arsenal....... Those who dare to use it are indeed not small in courage - the quality of gunpowder in the arsenal only God knows whether it can be used, and as far as Bai Lang thinks, most of them are damp or even mud at all. In contrast, it would have been more reliable if they had been able to buy gunpowder from the Tartars...... Bai Lang looked at the boat below - not surprisingly, the boat was not bounced off when it hit the official ship, because there was an iron hook in the bow that was firmly nailed to the ship when it hit.

Then, not at all, the boat burned, and the fire was skewered quite quickly. Bai Lang snorted, "It's really gunpowder, but it's not explosive." If you want to assassinate me with this?, will their brains be too simple?" Bai Lang shouted to the people below, "Bring a piece of iron!" After saying that, he turned over from the second floor and jumped to the first floor. Bai Lang reached out and took the iron rod, and smashed it hard from the side, breaking the fireboat alive, but the back of the hull of the official ship was already on fire.

So the crew quickly pumped water from the river with buckets and pumps to extinguish the fire, while Bai Lang stood by and watched. Just as he was looking, the pair of flame-like hanging eyebrows moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of Bai Lang's mouth. The next moment, he turned around sharply and grabbed the knife that stabbed him. "Just waiting for you to ......" Bai Lang's voice was not loud, and even had a low purring sound, like a big cat.

The thirteen Taibao's skills in practicing the golden bell jar converged in the palm of his hand, and the bandaged palm was not even broken, and the tip of the knife could not be pierced on it - it should not be so, but now it seems that Bai Lang has really made a breakthrough, and he has a vague achievement in his body. In fact, he was already able to do a little, and that was the case with the bulging of his clothes after the magic - but at that time, only the bulging clothes would lose their strength, and they would still be torn when the blade slashed. And now......

The one who stabbed Bai Lang with a knife was a young woman, Bai Lang's eyes blinked, "I remember you, a woman dressed as a man...... Who are you the 'little junior brother' of Huashan?" Bai Lang had already learned from Qin Wuji that this General Yuan was originally his junior nephew, the youngest apprentice of his senior brother in charge, and the merchant and middle-aged man he killed were also the apprentices of his senior brother in charge. Qin Wuyi sighed for a long time, it seems that he is not unkind to the people of Huashan......

Bai Lang is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and the person who wants to assassinate him will escape with his life because he is a beautiful woman? Bai Lang didn't think of himself as a licking dog, he sneered, and the knife where the claw force twisted was suddenly twisted like a twist, of course, the female assassin's mouth also collapsed, and the next moment Bai Lang was about to smash the female assassin's skull in front of him. However, he didn't, because of a sword light—a sword light like an angry wave.

"Good swordsmanship..... Bai Lang withdrew his hand and slapped a palm, while the palm power was strong and domineering, he covered himself and took a few steps back. In front of him was an old man, with a straight body, a white beard and white hair, and a long sword in his hand radiating dazzling sword light - this was not because this sword was a sword, but because the old man's internal force turned into sword qi, making this ordinary long sword into a divine weapon.

Bai Lang's face was still very serious, "Good swordsmanship!" he repeated, "The head of the contemporary Huashan ......" Bai Lang said, "Do you want to avenge your apprentices? It's a pity, maybe Huashan is going to be removed!" Bai Lang looked at the old man in front of him dangerously - at least in Qin Wuyi's Jianghu popularization lecture, the head of this Huashan faction may be the one with the highest martial arts in the world. Of course, Bai Lang did not point out the fallacy in this, "Aren't you known as the number one master in Huashan?"

This is probably the case, because Bai Lang really hasn't fought with Mr. Qin. However, Mr. Qin gave him a feeling that was as warm as jade, not as sharp as the old man in front of him, "Huashan Mixed Yuan Gong, probably Mr. Qin's cultivation will be even deeper......" He said softly, and the old man just said, "I killed you in vain, today is the day of revenge!"

At this time, a woman appeared, knocked the female assassin down, and quickly retreated with her, of course, looking at Bai Lang's eyes was still extremely hateful. Of course, a third woman also appeared, a middle-aged woman, who was about to pounce on Bai Lang when she saw it. But the old man snorted softly, "Take the others with you, don't stay and don't take revenge—at least not now!"

Bai Lang didn't stop them from leaving, he crossed his arms and watched these women put the boat down indifferently, "There's no need to stop them, if you don't want to die - these women's martial arts are not low." Bai Lang said to the people on the official boat, and at the same time signaled to Gonggong Cao not to stop him. Gonggong Cao looked at the old man, and also showed a wry smile, "The head of Huashan is in front of him...... Well, it's okay to let them go first!"

Gonggong Cao didn't seem to want to fight with Bai Lang to fight the head of Huashan, Bai Lang expressed his understanding of this idea very much - Gonggong Cao is delicate and expensive, and his position is already very high, let him fight for the emperor, let him fight for Bai Lang, this is not very successful. Well, anyway, Bai Lang didn't need Gonggong Cao to make a move, he lowered his arms and moved a little, and walked directly to the old man.

His steps were soft and silent but full of power, and as he walked, the muscles of Bai Lang's whole body were trembling slightly, and his eyes were staring at the head of Huashan, like a giant cat. Just for a moment, Bai Lang suddenly stopped, but his body lowered slightly. In the next moment, the white wave directly turned from immobility to thunder, and rushed towards the old man in front of him like lightning, bringing up a fishy wind and boundless evil qi.

Holding Yuan Shouyi, sincere and calm, the old man raised his sword to the sky, and then stabbed straight at Bai Lang with a move of Zhongping Sword. This sword sneered, and a three-inch-and-three-point sword qi could actually appear on the sword, stabbing towards the white wave that turned into a fierce tiger with a momentum of no return. A tiger roar sounded, Bai Lang took advantage of the situation to slap a palm, followed by another palm, in the blink of an eye, Bai Lang slapped three palms like lightning, and the strength was superimposed on the sword with a strange roar.