Chapter Ninety-Seven: Fighting

Sure enough, the hideous gorilla actually showed a rather humane smile on his face, and then slapped Bai Lang with four fists. "Holy shit!" Bai Lang also scolded, and pounced directly on the gorilla without hiding or hiding. Damn, who is afraid of each other beating each other at this size! You gorilla - I don't know what it is, but how tall the two are, Bai Lang cultivates the Black Tiger Fist and the Golden Bell Jar by himself, and he feels that his combat power is also above the fierce tiger, so everyone hurts each other.

This can be regarded as a hard bridge and a hard horse, and the recast golden bell jar is even stronger, and Bai Lang is also slamming the gorilla against the four fists and slaps in turn, and he is also slamming at the gorilla - because of his height, he is aiming at the lower three lanes of the gorilla. Bai Lang hit and kicked hard, but the gorilla couldn't stop it, and the eggs were kicked to pieces. If you were a normal gorilla, you should be rolling on the ground with your lower body covered at the moment, but this guy just returned to normal with a black air.

"Sure enough, it's a yin thing!" Bai Lang scolded, he relied on his golden bell jar skills, and also resisted the gorilla's four fists, and now this golden bell jar is full of potholes, and the cold power attached to each punch and palm of this gorilla has also penetrated through this golden bell jar and invaded his body. The white waves repeatedly erupted with the power of the Golden Bell Jar, dispersing these invading cold qi, and of course, consuming a lot of internal force.

His martial arts have not yet reached the level where he can drive the White Tiger Evil Qi to devour this cold power at will, in the final analysis, this White Tiger Evil Qi is just a murderous aura brought by countless killings, which belongs to the spiritual thing, not the internal force that has been cultivated - although there are signs of combining with the Golden Bell Jar now, but it is just a little bit worse. Now, after a round of scrambling, he came to the conclusion that the thing in front of him was definitely not a living thing, but just a yin thing—that is, a ghost or something.

This thing can be changed, and it is more difficult to use the form of a giant snake in the front, so it changes into a gorilla, but the dry bones of the giant snake are left...... Could it be that this change also has a root?" Anyway, the dead gorilla doesn't care about the chickens, just Lao Tzu will give you a ruthless and complete root!" Bai Lang scolded, his fists were divided, and he dodged the gorilla's four punches, and then he was covered in golden light, and the golden bell jar on his body was unprecedentedly clear, and his fists were with golden tiger stripes and claws, and he slammed down on the gorilla.

Now Bai Lang resisted the gorilla's fists from all angles - since he saw through that this gorilla was only the bottom of the yin thing, this monster's punch was no longer limited by the image of this gorilla. Four fists can emerge from any part of the body and blast through, but there are only four all the time, and it seems that there are still limitations. Bai Lang's fist to fist, palm to palm, claw to claw, and Bai Lang also has elbows, knees and legs, and the gorilla's next kung fu is not as good as Bai Lang's - at least it won't use knees and legs.

Anyway, the internal force was running wildly, turning into a furious output to attack the gorilla, and Bai Lang himself was repeatedly broken through the golden bell jar by this fist, and smashed it on his body. This fist was very vicious, and some of it seemed to be formless and insubstantial, and it could directly penetrate into Bai Lang's body, so he had to use the explosive power of the golden bell jar to expel the cold power that poured into the frenzied destruction of the meridians.

However, his output also did not make the gorilla feel better, the lower half of the orangutan's body, especially the part below the abdomen, was no longer visible, Bai Lang's fist power exploded again and again, and the half of the body was frequently exploding into a cloud of black slime and mist, but once it regathered, it would explode again with cash-colored energy. Bai Lang's current style of play is a little worthy of his current level of internal strength, and I have to say that the Black Tiger Fist is indeed much stronger than the things he has realized.

Bai Lang was beaten for a while, and he was also injured in five labors and seven injuries, and the meridians in his body were invaded by a lot of cold power, and the golden bell jar was even more fragmented and difficult to form, as if it was a big bell that had been broken. However, the internal force became more and more refined, and it also brought a bad aura. Bai Lang's arm was swollen in a big circle, and he forcibly corrected the bones with internal force, and then after this vicious fight, the sequelae also came out. The broken bones were shattered, the muscles were swollen, and the arm was now a waste.

There were also several dents or protruding places on his body—these were the result of broken bones or swollen muscles inside, and the cold qi rampaged through Bai Lang's body, constantly eroding his internal strength and vitality. However, the poignant murderous aura on Bai Lang's body became more and more fierce - the gorilla on the opposite side looked quite miserable - the lower half of his body had become a mosaic object, and the relatively intact upper body also exploded from time to time with a ball of golden phosgene, and there were often tiger roars and bells coming out of the exploding golden light.

Bai Lang inhaled and exhaled deeply, no matter if there was still cold air in the air, there were waves in the sea of dantian qi, even in the current situation, Bai Lang was still running the internal force of the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Cultivation Golden Bell Jar, and he had to rush away the meridians blocked by the power of yin and cold one by one. At this moment, Bai Lang's internal force is only three percent of the past, and the golden bell on the surface of his body has long been formed, and he may not be able to hold on to such a round of blows.

There are constant bruises and blood flowing from the corners of this guy's mouth, and there are traces of bruises on his body, but this orangutan doesn't seem to be good at claw skills, so Bai Lang only has broken flesh and skin, but there are no torn wounds. However, it looked quite shocking, blood flowed from Bai Lang's body, and a pool of blood had accumulated at his feet. "If you don't continue, you can't do it, if you breathe a sigh of relief, Lao Tzu will really return to his position today!"

Bai Lang kills people like hemp, but he has also developed a bad spirit and a ruthless energy, since he doesn't want to think that he will definitely be able to get out alive...... "Anyway, although I didn't understand what was going on in the two lives, it seems that I have already earned it!" At that moment, this guy didn't care about it, forcibly transported the internal force of the golden bell jar, and rushed towards the gorilla again.

One of Bai Lang's arms is gone, but it doesn't matter that it can still be used as an iron whip to smash it! It's a big deal to use his head as a fist to make up for it, he still has an arm, doesn't he? Bai Lang let out a long roar, rushed into the gorilla's inner side, and hit him directly with his body, ignoring the gorilla's attack - even Bai Lang used all his internal force to attack, and as for the gorilla's attack, he relied on his own body to resist.

The stagnant meridians were forcibly washed away, regardless of whether they would be riddled with holes or even broken after they were washed away - this is something to worry about in the future, if you can't make any changes now, you will die here today!