There is no need to think about it at this moment, since this master wants to see his martial arts, then let him see it. Bai Lang roared as a tiger, and a strong wind circle erupted up and down his body. "This kind of martial arts is scattered but not condensed. I have to deal with that weak chicken, this is the martial arts you use in the battle array. In front of him, Zhou Shubi still looked like a hooligan squatting, and he didn't even deform the smoke in the slightest, as if the wind that broke out of the white waves did not exist.

The violent wind of the White Wave's Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist spread directly to a range of hundreds of miles, "Is it necessary? Are you unable to control your strength or are you deliberately spreading to rush into battle?" The baboon monster finally stood up and casually put on a posture, "The posture of King Luohan Nioh is enough to play. ”

Bai Lang started from the temptation, he raised his hand, and a tornado was generated directly from under Zhou Shubi's feet. This baboon did not move or shake and directly ate this blow, and then Bai Lang struck down with his palm, and another cone-shaped tornado struck down from the top of Zhou Shubi's head, and this time Zhou Shubi was still motionless and hard.

"This is too sissy, kill it directly!" Zhou Shubi shouted in a low voice, and then he casually released a wave, and there was a fist mark in this ball of light, which easily broke all the six or seven tornadoes that Bai Lang released that I watched TV. So Bai Lang didn't say a word, his figure flickered directly, and he came out in front of Zhou Shubi with his fists, legs and feet.

Every blow is like a spear halberd, a giant hammer and a battle axe, and the strength of the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Cultivation Golden Bell Jar has already been completed, and in this life it is already invulnerable to water and fire, but it is a first-class body refining supernatural power. And in the face of such a vicious blow, Zhou Shubi just stretched out his palm and took it without shaking a little.

"The strength can only be said to be successful! Next, ....." Zhou Shubi's elbow sank down, and he directly twisted Bai Lang's anti-joint, okay, this joint skill and strangulation skill are coming, together with Zhou Baboon's striking skill. Zhou Shubi directly broke through Bai Lang's defensive posture, and in three moves and two styles, he broke his Golden Bell Jar Body Protection Divine Power, and directly twisted Bai Lang into a twisted shape.

The baboon's wild laughter resounded through the world, "Boy, you are not enough for the class!" He let go of Bai Lang, "What kind of troublesome thing, you haven't been able to integrate it in one breath, at least you have to take another step of self-will to implement it before you can barely stand in front of Lao Tzu." Go for it, boy. ”

The baboon looked up at the sky, "This battle will not be known, and it will be suppressed by Lao Tzu's demonic spirit within a radius of a hundred miles, even if the gods and Buddhas in the sky dare not watch hahahaha." Zhou Shubi moved his arm, "Don't lose face with Lao Tzu." With that, the monster stepped out and melted into the void in one step.

This time, Bai Lang took his turn to squat on the side of the road in a toilet squat, he needed to slow down, and he held the unfinished cigar in his mouth, "Why did this thief come to the military station?" Bai Lang scolded and scolded in his mouth, but he only dared to beep quietly. If you think about it carefully, Zhou Shubi didn't use more strength than him to fight him, and he was completely controlled by the same output as him, maybe even a little lower.

The other party showed extremely clever eyesight and extremely murderous personal white kung fu. It was easy to dismantle his attack, and in retrospect, every blow had hit the tiny gap in the strength of his own protective qi that he thought was already integrated—he really didn't know there would be such a flaw.

What's more important is the terrifying momentum, which suppressed his white tiger intentions, as if the white tiger was just playing in the iron claws of this baboon. "Maybe it's this kind of oppression that makes someone's qi machine not work?" Bai Lang felt that this might be his opportunity to go further.

As for the blows and joint strangulation in Bai Da Kung Fu, Bai Lang is very aware of their ferocity, but he is really not very good at the skills of joint strangulation, and he can only be amazed by the skillful technical transformation of his thief and military master - this is completely different in style, Bai Lang's martial arts style is more suitable for battle formations, which is what the experience of multiple worlds makes him deflect intentionally or unintentionally.

Bai Lang remembered the demon monk that day, this one is also of the same style, and he is also the target of severe attacks by Buddhism - the baboon took the initiative to provoke and be beaten, and this demon monk is simply an enemy of the Buddha. He hasn't met many masters of Buddhism now, in fact, he hasn't even seen the masters of Taoism, almost all of them are worldly powerhouses.

However, there are only two grandmasters with the same interior scene as him, and Bai Lang is still looking forward to seeing more people, but can he find a way from them? Bai Lang felt that he didn't need to expect too much. Squatting on the side of the road and smoking, Bai Lang's mood floated around like smoke, completely indefinite.

The guy was crouching like this, raising his eyelids and lazily looking at the road - there was a long convoy from there. "Hey, let's go back. Bai Lang felt that he was a little numb in his legs, "It seems that the purity is not enough, this kind of squatting method is not suitable for a good person like me who has never entered the bitter kiln at all." So he switched to sitting.

How simple it is, find a big stone and cut everything with a hand knife, wouldn't this stool be good, and you don't need to find ears of rice or something to pile up. Bai Lang sat on the stone like this, watching the convoy get closer and closer, and of course the convoy became slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of him.

Bai Lang had already seen who this convoy belonged to, wasn't it the convoy of Princess Yingyue of the Bright Moon, and he also brought a lot of his rewards, although Bai Lang declined many of them. Sure enough, after the convoy stopped, a group of guards first appeared, then the eunuch and the palace maid laid out blankets or something, and finally Princess Mingyue came out to say hello to him - the other party didn't seem to put on his face that he refused to marry.

Bai Lang also responded with a greeting, and the two sides seemed to be acquaintances. "The princess is also going back, but by the way. Bai Lang said casually. "Oh, is Brother Yuzhu waiting for me on the side of the road?" The princess took off her veil, revealing a beautiful face, and looked at Bai Lang with "curiosity" in a blinking eye.

Bai Lang smiled, and he took the cigar, a part of the princess's curious eyes, in his hand, "Well, not exactly. Bai Lang felt that it was good to follow the words of this princess, so as not to be too unkind, "My master came here just now, and everyone practiced by the way, of course I was unilaterally beaten." He said disapprehantly.

The princess's curious eyes brightened, "Can you beat the Grandmaster of the Inner Scene?" No, the master of the Grandmaster of the Inner Scene? It must be a real person from the outside, right? Or one of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens?" Bai Lang lifted his hair and laughed, "Where, I think it's probably a bodhisattva." Perhaps, he said it himself, anyway. Look at your appearance, if I have the opportunity to introduce you in the future. ”