CHAPTER XXXV

However, at this time, the other people's swords had also arrived, and Bai Lang was a group, and in a flash, he used this person to make his own meat shield. Immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and this unlucky guy was stabbed by Bai Lang with a sword before he had time to die, but was divided by his ruthless companions. Among the corpses that flew out, there were even some that directly turned black and emitted a putrid smell, and there was no doubt that they were cut by the poisoned blades.

Bai Lang naturally had blood splattered on his body, and this attack made Bai Lang also have a layer of white sweat - this was indeed the first time he had fought with multiple enemies, or martial arts people with cold weapons, and life and death were at that moment. At this time, he felt hot all over, and the desire to fight suddenly turned cold, as if he clearly knew the current position of each opponent, the length of their weapons, the speed of contact, and the flow of strength on the weapons......

This is a breakthrough in the battle, this may be the "hanging" that Bai Lang really hides in his heart - this is the hanging of the battle, and the virtual character who had a similar hanging in the past may be called Xiao Feng...... However, Bai Lang may also be delusional, and it was the pressure that caused him to hallucinate. Anyway, whether it's an illusion or a breakthrough for a new type of person, you can know just a moment later-because the other party's attack like chopping dumpling stuffing is coming again.

These martial arts people are about the same level as Bai Lang, the internal force is but not too strong, and there is no ability to leave the body, but the internal force can make them strong and light, and they can exert the real lethality of some moves that would be considered a showmanship when they originally had no internal force. For Bai Lang, this is already a very difficult opponent to deal with, he may not be afraid of anyone one-on-one, but now that five or six people are besieging him, it will be necessary to squeeze all his potential to fight.

This kind of battle ignited Bai Lang's fighting spirit, and as soon as he came out of the broken "cover", he immediately grew - this is his tiger-shaped true intention, his body is like a big cat, the spine elastic kinetic energy can be retracted and released, and it is like a round ball, and when it is released, it is directly like a spring elongated. The arm reached out again, and the short sword in his hand stabbed directly into the chest and abdomen of a certain martial artist, and Bai Lang did not withdraw the short sword for a while, and as soon as his hand was released, he let go of the short sword stuck in the human bone, and with a flick of the spine, he reflexively pounced.

Although the internal force of the golden bell jar cannot block the sword with internal force attached, the effect of reducing damage is undoubted, and the condensation of the internal force of the golden bell jar is quite similar to gold and iron. And Bai Lang's claws have already been trained into tiger claws, and now the internal force attached to the golden bell jar is like a weapon. The hand he pounced on was a long sword, the swordsmanship was round and ruyi, like a silk, and a little bit would suddenly stab out of the silk, hurting people's ears and eyes, and people's hearts and throats, maybe it was really a good swordsmanship.

However, Bai Lang didn't have so much time to entangle with this one, he just protected his eyes with one hand, and threw himself directly into the sword circle of this swordsman, the sword cut through his clothes, stabbed through his body, even the internal force of the golden bell jar could not be stopped, and many wounds were cut. Exchanging injuries for lives, Bai Lang is ready for this. Rushing into the middle palace, Bai Langhu roared and tore out his claws, and at the same time lowered his head slightly and protected his eyes with his forehead - the ghost knows if this voice will heal them after the mission, and Infinite Flow doesn't have this kind of good treatment.

The human skull is the hardest part of this frontal bone, and in some cases it can even bounce off or jam small-caliber pistol bullets, and with the internal force of the golden bell jar, this hardness is another level, and Bai Lang estimates that the sword may not be able to break through the skull. And time couldn't wait for the swordsman's movements, Bai Lang's fluttering claws carried a fishy wind, which was faster than the blink of an eye and had already touched his body.....

The force of this slap is afraid that it is thousands of catties of force, and it slapped on the swordsman's body, and before he could fly out under the force, he immediately turned his palm into a claw and grabbed it. With the strength of flying out, the entire rib of the swordsman's chest was directly torn off, and Bai Lang had a bloody handful of flesh and a pair of ribs in his hand..... And Bai Lang quickly threw the ribs horizontally to block the eyes of others, and he himself took advantage of this momentum to pounce out again.

In hand-to-hand combat, there is no more ferocious weapon than fists and feet. With Bai Lang's strength at this time, it was really a broken bone and tendon wherever it was touched, and wherever it was caught, it was immediately a blood gourd. However, the other party did not give it for nothing, and in such a fight, he could also leave Bai Lang with injuries - this guy only needs to be careful not to hit the poisoned weapon, as for other places, you can use the thick skin and thick flesh strengthened by the internal force of the golden bell jar to block - it is better to be injured than to die.

And his next target is the guy who used the poisonous sword, to deal with this person, Bai Lang also grabbed the dead man he had just killed as a shield, broke the man's neck in the shortest possible time, and twisted his body into a twist, at the cost of being slashed three times in the back, and two swords on the buttocks, and a soft whip on one shoulder......

When Bai Lang finally killed all these people with the help of his "perception", he was also tired and weak to sit on a corpse. "I didn't expect it to really break through, and there really is this kind of 'martial god hanging', but this injury on my body ...... If you're unlucky, you'll really bleed to death. Or still have to pack a pack. From the beginning to the end of the fight, Bai Lang calculated that it was less than two minutes, and this kind of high-intensity killing made those people have no time to fear and escape, and each of them fought to the end.

"Why are they really here? As soon as they come out, they shout, and then they come up to besiege, they don't know what kind of force they are...... But what kind of hall master is shouting, could it be that the subordinate of what kind of target is that?" Bai Lang helped himself bandage a little rusty, but there were a lot of knife wounds and sword wounds on his body, and some of them could see bones, but fortunately, the internal force of the golden bell jar was effective, and the muscles were controlled to contract tightly to stop bleeding, so that the effect of bandaging was okay.

Anyway, the left and right sides are washed with water, and then wrapped in layers of cloth - this cloth is quite difficult to find, so it can only be torn and wrapped after picking it from the dead man. "It will definitely infect ......" Bai Lang scolded, but it was only twelve hours, and with his physical fitness, he should be able to support it - he would either be wiped out or he would be able to go back, so there was no need to worry.

Now that people are dead, it is impossible to ask for directions, and after the bloody battle, Bai Lang feels that his mouth is dry, but fortunately, there is a stream around, and he has a good drink while washing his body - regardless of whether he has parasites or something, it will only take a day anyway. Since he couldn't tell the direction, he could only seriously think about what he saw when he first came out, and maybe he could reason in the right direction - after all, the situation of those dead ghosts in the first place looked like they should be guarding, didn't they.