After returning, he rested, and continued to do so on the second day, and after only four or five days, Zhu Cang's army was already in chaos. It's not that I didn't think that the army would gather to crush Bai Lang, but this person would sometimes sway a shot when he attacked, and besides, everyone has a horse, and this mobility ability is also excellent. The cavalry chased it and was directly killed by Bai Lang, dozens of riders and hundreds of riders were not the opponents of this great Sui general, and the eighteen cavalry under his command were also strong hands, and the wind and clouds trampled on thousands of armies like tigers.

However, at this moment, Bai Lang was assassinated.

It was really a bull fork who assassinated him.

This is Bai Lang's triumphant return during the day, and Shang Xiuxun is to pick up the wind and wash the dust for him - these days, Pegasus Ranch looks across the river, and you can see Bai Lang's heroic posture across the sand, the kind of ferocity that pounces and kills like a tiger and walks with blood all proves that this person's nickname "White Tiger Xingjun" and the word "Tiger Bravery" to describe him are by no means a joke and put gold on his face. This is a description of the facts.

So when these people appear at the banquet now, they don't dare to look directly at Bai Lang, they just look up at him, and the meal is super boring. However, Shang Xiufang came uninvited - Bai Lang didn't understand why Shang Xiuxun invited him to dinner and didn't call him Shang Xiufang, obviously he invited Shang Xiufang to perform at the beginning. This is still everyone to sit directly next to Bai Lang, but it is much more comfortable for Bai Lang than those accompanying guests.

She makes people feel like a spring breeze, even after watching Bai Lang's killing, she doesn't have the slightest fear. Of course, Shang Xiuxun seemed to look at Shang Xiufang's eyes a little wrong, but Bai Lang only felt so, and when the mall owner sat on the seat next to him, he also smiled and toasted frequently, and from time to time he had to play small games with him - whenever Shang Xiufang climbed up......

The assassination happened suddenly at this time, and Bai Lang only felt a slight flower in front of him, and time and space seemed to be a little uncoordinated. He frowned as soon as he wrinkled, and immediately found that whether it was Shang Xiuxun, Shang Xiufang, or the other people present, they all seemed to be "frozen", and suddenly a hand appeared in front of him, and a slender bone joint looked like the hand of a literati scholar heading down towards his head.

Bai Lang casually stretched out a finger and stabbed directly at that palm, "Evil King?" he said softly. The fingers of Bai Lang Nandou's White Tiger Fist are no different from the tip of a spear. Bai Lang's fingers carried a sharp scream, and he directly pointed as if he was about to pierce the sky. The palm of the hand shrank slightly, and Bai Lang stabbed the palm with one finger. The incomparably sharp true qi was like a spear smashed out, but Bai Lang felt that this palm was really as endless as the heavenly dome.

The sharp true qi like a spear actually kept moving forward, constantly losing control, and finally turned into a thick thundercloud, directly turning into a violent lightning strike. "True Qi Transformation?" Sure enough, the Immortal Seal Method, Bai Lang smiled, "There is a small question?How do you want to turn the strength of the muscles?" Although the true qi on the fingers has been transformed, the internal force of the transformed Immortal Seal Method is naturally not something that the golden bell jar on Bai Lang's fingers can resist—but Bai Lang's fingers have already practiced to the point where the golden Guan Yu lock copper is cast in iron.

Now it is even more vigorous, and Shengsheng will shatter the thundercloud sky dome that the palm has turned into, like Buzhou Mountain piercing the blue sky. Bai Lang stood up, and the owner of the palm on the opposite side was naturally unharmed, everyone present saw the palm, but now they saw the owner of the palm - it was a handsome middle-aged man, whether everyone knew him or not, the first reaction after seeing him was the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

Who else has that kind of demeanor but the evil king? Who has such a temperament?

Bai Lang stood like a mountain, he was already taller than the Evil King, "Shi Zhixuan, what's the benefit of you coming to kill me?" This guy is quite curious, Shi Zhixuan doesn't put much pressure on him, the left and right are just the Illusion Demon Body Method and the Immortal Seal Method, Bai Lang doesn't think that he can break through his muscle barrier. Shi Zhixuan smiled silently, probably because Bai Lang was not his son-in-law, he didn't bother to continue to explain to Bai Lang. Bai Lang also sighed and pounced directly-he wouldn't give Shi Zhixuan any chance to try to catch the hostages and threaten.

For the discipline of an assassin like Shi Zhixuan, Bai Lang didn't have any sense of trust at all. Therefore, he had to suppress the evil king in front of him with his own active onslaught, and besides, he was really curious about what kind of benefits he could get after fighting the evil king. "Losing to this sissy, it doesn't exist!" Bai Lang completely ignored this tough guy who was a witch and a Buddha girl, and made a very inappropriate comment based on his appearance.

Bai Lang knew that the yin and yang life and death changes in front of him who were playing with his true qi had already played flowers, and he could be called the first in the world, and his true qi of the Southern Dou White Tiger Fist was now forced to be suppressed to a fairly low level due to this world-in terms of internal quality, so he had just tried to find out that the old bastard in front of him could also transform it, so Bai Lang was simply ready to use his physical body to vigorously fight with this old guy, and he could transform the power from the muscles?

Bai Lang's fight is like a living tiger, even more dangerous than a real tiger - if the tiger is a tiger, everyone present except Shang Xiufang can fight with it alone, but Bai Lang is such a "tiger", I am afraid that the whole world can fight with him face to face and not die can be counted on one hand. Shi Zhixuan is one of them, Bai Langquan's feet, claws, iron elbows and knees are all here, and Shi Zhixuan actually took them one by one by relying on his elegant, agile and infinite palm skills.

Bai Lang's attack style and attack routine temperament are not very common, not like the usual fighting style of martial arts people in the Central Plains, but the kind of fighting style that is simple and sharp with wide opening and closing and fierce and superb moves - more like the tricks of those barbarians in the north and the west and even the south. Shi Zhixuan's body is like a phantom, when he advances and retreats, it is like there are several Shi Zhixuan, and everyone who has not yet run is still in a different direction of Shi Zhixuan, this is the effect of his identity, so that the people who see, hear, hear, and feel completely judge the wrong direction - not big, just a little mistake.

Of course, this should also affect Bai Lang, but Bai Lang is a strong man who controls the wind, and Bai Hu is the one who controls the wind - "The storm that blows!" Bai Lang smiled secretly, and his attack was even more fierce. He could feel that Shi Zhixuan was simply relying on his True Qi Transformation Gang to block or deflect his strength, and it was difficult to dissolve, let alone convert—Bai Lang's divine power was unparalleled, and his hands and feet were like iron and stone, which was not at all infectable by Shi Zhixuan's immortal true qi.

"If this continues, Shi Zhixuan will not be able to stop it sooner or later, but his body is elegant, even if I can sense his correct position through the flow of the wind - this person has probably not shown real kung fu yet. Leave him alone!" Bai Lang thought.

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

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