Bai Lang is also a master of the outer door of the hard bridge and hard horse, and at the moment he also punched out and punched the man, his punch golden bell jar first possessed the body that was a copper fist and iron arm, and then the South Dou White Tiger Fist made that punch like a siege cone. Eighty-eight Reading ,.. o After this punch hit, Bai Lang only felt that the bones of his hand were in pain as if they were about to break.

The force was also like a strong baozha, and a huge vibration sound directly swept in all directions - this is the baozha formed by the rapid compression of air between fists and fists. Bai Lang only felt that his hand had no feeling, and the strength of the golden bell jar completely collapsed, and he had to regain his breath before he could recover again. The guy on the other side didn't seem to be a big deal - but Bai Lang didn't seem to be a big deal, and only he knew if the other party's hand hurt or not.

In short, neither side retreated. The man immediately exhaled and threw a second punch, and Bai Lang turned his palm into a battle axe and slashed at the man's shoulder with an axe. And Bai Lang's other hand was to raise his breath and prepare to block this person's punch. This second blow was still like a copper hammer against an iron plate, accompanied by the sound of air detonation, the surrounding buildings collapsed, and the people in a radius of more than 100 meters had already been shocked to death.

The arm that Bai Lang blocked actually failed to completely block it, and was hit in his abdomen by Shengsheng backwards, and the golden bell jar qi that protected the body should even crack. "What a heavy fist!" Bai Lang scolded, and the battle axe of the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist in his other hand slashed on the opponent's shoulder, and the place glowed with golden light as if ** turned into gold and iron, and Bai Lang could only split an inch into it and not go deeper.

"Refining Qi and turning into iron stone?" Bai Lang saw that there was not even blood flowing out of the place where this item was split, and he also said, "Your Excellency is so hard! Good qigong!"

That's right, this is qigong, not just outer kung fu. Eighty-eight Reading ,.. o Bai Lang felt the strange flow of energy in the opponent's body when he slashed into the opponent's flesh with one palm. His internal force sensed that the other party's thing was flowing like an internal force—he himself was also a martial artist who had cultivated the outer door divine skill from the outside in, and of course he had a very keen sense of this.

What is this thing, Bai Lang thinks that the power extracted from flesh and blood through hard training, maybe this is the embodiment of strong vitality - the vigor of the blood of this guy in front of him is also the only thing Bai Lang has ever seen.

The man roared "Ha!" and suddenly the qi wave exploded directly, and Bai Lang's palm was also shaken open. This Bai Shaobao shook his palm and ran away a few steps directly sideways.

"Well, it doesn't seem cost-effective to continue!" Bai Lang had already seen steam toilets appear from both ends of the street, and there were even some people dressed in robes, and the distortion on these people was quite powerful. Encountering so many enemies at the same time, Bai Lang didn't want to fight hard, and he had to run away.

But first you have to get rid of the guy in front of you.

The white waves unfolded, and the true qi dispersed into the body and rolled up a light breeze. He skipped out on tiptoe, and it was time to run. But the man was also powerful, and the injuries that Bai Lang split between the muscle squirming actually healed, and he kicked the ground in the sound of explosions, and volleyed up to catch up with Bai Lang.

And the next thing the man did was to step on the air, under his strength and qi, the air seemed to have become a tangible thing, and in the sound of baozha, the man just stepped out of thin air and followed the white waves. "It's such a powerful foreign martial arts, and this special ** blood power. ”

Bai Lang was not very worried, because although this person looked quite awesome, this method was relatively stiff, and it was not as free as Bai Lang's light skills. Bai Lang ran relatively fast, and if he resolutely did not fight back, he would not be dragged back. The steam toilet in front of me can't go to the roof yet, so Bai Lang is really the best choice to run on the roof.

However, the few guys wearing Taoist robes sent out a strange attack between the waves of their hands, and the reason why they said weird was because they could detect the distorted thing and fell directly on Bai Lang's body, but it was useless - Bai Lang only felt that the blood on his body was swaying for a while, and then there was nothing to do. It was the Taoist priests who spit out a mouthful of blood.

And then the attacks of these Taoist priests are useful things - such as thunder in the sky, ice on the ground, and those looming ghosts. Bai Lang is not afraid of thunder, and his ** is also tempered, although it is a bit dangerous to release internal qi and external qi now, but in his body, he is a real innate master.

This guy who is chasing after him behind him is probably also a "congenital master"? Anyway, it is a monster of the same level, but this world may not be called that. This guy is probably as fearless as Bai Lang - from the contemptuous look on his face, it can be seen that this guy should be quite contemptuous of those Taoist priests.

Bai Lang is a little numb and glowing, because he is basically a very short board head, so there is no baozha head, and the thunder split can only make him pause slightly. Every time, the chasing man can get a little closer to Bai Lang, if these Taoist priests can thunder all the way to Bai Lang, this man is not unable to catch up.

However, the speed of the Taoist priests' own flight is too slow, these people have clouds under their feet or ride on some gourd, and their speed is to climb the clouds, even if their spells can be cast where their vision can see, the white waves will soon throw them out of sight.

The heavenly thunder is still a little useful, but the cold ice fart is not, and the ghost pawns turned into green smoke in the screams when they approached Bai Lang - the blood of the martial arts master is like a flood furnace, and it is not at all something that the ghost pawn can resist. Listening to the guy in the back scolding, Bai Lang just laughed. "Can't catch up with me!"

However, the sword in front of him was like snow, and the house was directly shattered. From below, a steam toilet was raised, and a naginata was in his hand. "This thing can actually beat the rising dragon?" Bai Lang paused, but his body spun around the sword light of the rising dragon and threw the toilet behind his back.

Next, Bai Lang made a mistake and once again avoided a thunderous slash that fell from the sky. The steam toilet that was almost two people high fell from Bai Lang's side, and Bai Lang was delayed for a short time, and the man behind him caught up.

As a last resort, Bai Lang tore back at the person in front of him with a claw, the real power of the Southern Dou White Tiger Fist is the claw. And the shirtless man was covered in golden light, and he directly met Bai Lang with both fists. In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged no less than four or five hands, and the sound of ding-ding and clanging sounded several times.

Both sides are guys who refine their bodies like steel and iron, and these hands have not suffered any harm to each other - Bai Lang knows that the man in front of him is inferior to him after all, but he can't clean up this person after three or five idle times, and those toilets and Taoist priests are all surrounded, and the whining giant is faintly seen in the distance. 11...Friends who read books, you can search for "blue Chinese network", you can find this site as soon as possible.