The man in front of him looked like a man in his thirties. Bai Lang touched his chin, "Your Excellency, Geng?" He looked at Liu Yihan and said. This Liu Yihan not only looked old, but his entire facial features also belonged to
The dejected one doesn't look pleasing to the eye. But the sword light in this man's hand is flowing, and it seems that his skill is still higher than that of Ma Cangfeng.
When Liu Yihan faced Bailang's question, the guy who was less than 8 meters tall gave a wry smile and did not answer that he was only in his twenties. It seemed that he was also very self-aware of his own appearance.
The two of them didn't say much at the moment. After the referee gave the order, Bailang started to attack, while Liu Yihan floated back as if he was yanked by the line. "Floating back and at the same time the sword light points forward? What is this?
Reason?" Bai Lang grabbed the sword light in front of him, but failed to get the physical sword. After pulling away, Liu Yihan reorganized his offensive, vowing to bring the rhythm into his habit.
It seems that this person has already watched Bailang's battle video and knows that there will be no good results in confronting Bailang head-on.
The venue for the duel was a competition venue in the Guangzhou Gymnasium. The audience was not too large, there were probably a few hundred people - all professionals. However, what was different was that this game actually had BGM!
It’s not surprising that there is a BGM, but the problem is that when it sounds, it’s slowed down - they’re already fighting, and the music has just started. Bailang is preparing to forcefully rush into the opponent’s sword circle, “Laughing at you, I wasted all my efforts, Ai Jing
The beauty of the Chasing Mirror Flower..."
When the music started playing, Bai Lang was still trembling. To put it simply, he was shocked. "Gang Leader Xiao! Where is it? Is it the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" He was really stunned for a moment. You must know that there are no Tianlongba in this world.
Bai Lang thought that many familiar songs were gone - he was busy practicing martial arts, and he really didn't check carefully to see if they were there. Bai Lang's movements stopped for a moment, and he was enveloped by the rain of swords.
Emei's swordsmanship is as dense as the fog on Mount Emei, which directly covers Bailang's whole body. However, there are a few swords among them that take the meaning of golden-domed Buddhist lanterns. They directly break through the clouds and mist with one sword, shining brightly in all directions. "How can this be a Buddhist lantern?"
, it's just the blazing sun. Where is the Buddha?" Bai Lang still had time to vomit. This sword meant nothing to him. Except for the tattered clothes on his body, which would reveal all his skin, there were just dots of white on his skin.
print.
The pain is painful, but the skin and flesh are not damaged, and there is no fear of being exposed if the clothes are torn - because there is a crotch protector. This crotch protector is made of metal, and generally speaking, the sword should not be able to scratch it easily. This is not a life and death fight.
Everyone is still cautious in their moves. The same is naturally true for Bai Lang. Although he cannot exert his full strength now, with the support of BGM, his fighting spirit is high, his internal energy surges like the sea waves, and the control of the transformation of fists, palms and claws is particularly wonderful.
It was really like being possessed by a god of war. He slapped away the sword light with one palm, withdrew the sword rain with one claw, and broke open the sword circle with one punch. Liu Yihan rushed into the palace and in the blink of an eye, a big insect was already in front of him. There was the evil aura of the beast in his breath.
, the first spray was immediately breathtaking, and the next second the fist came.
The BGM put it exactly like "With these two eyes, you can't defend against hundreds of arms or thousands of hands!" The fist turned into a palm and was directly printed between Liu Yihan's chest and abdomen. The sword light could not be blocked, and it could not be blocked by this palm.
They were all scattered, and a strong force threw Liu Yihan far away.
At this moment, thunder suddenly struck from the sky. This thunder was clearly indoors, and I didn’t know where it came from. This thunder left endless thunder nets in people’s retinas, and the thunder
The center of the net is Bailang...
This man didn't even have time to say "Fuck!" before he was directly slapped into the black hole by the tail of the suddenly enlarged jade fish.
Bailang fell to the ground and bounced up, "Gan Liniang!" He immediately yelled, and the jade fish looked like it was carved from fine jade. Now it was always hanging on his neck and would no longer hang around his neck like it used to.
Within a step, Bailang wanted to crush Yuyu, but after thinking about it, he decided not to... Suddenly he remembered that his paralysis seemed to be very dangerous! Bailang remembered that after Yuyu took him through time, time seemed to stand still.
Or it goes by very slowly.
He now remembered that he had traveled across time under the pursuit of sword energy, and he would undoubtedly have to face the innate swordsman when he came back. "I remember it was called Dugu Feng?" Bailang has already moved around, and the range is very large.
, it would have been exposed long ago. "Damn it, Master, although I have achieved innate achievements, but I haven't had time to enjoy the innate benefits here!" Bai Lang could detect a trace of his own Yongquan Palace and Baihui Point.
Silk's vitality of heaven and earth seeped in, and he hadn't had time to open the entrance to heaven and earth.
The innate true energy in his Dantian was skyrocketing, flowing spontaneously along the path of the qi. Each time it passed through an acupuncture point, it would increase in size. However, his meridians were still injured. This soaring innate true energy was still there.
While healing his injuries, his meridians were also crushed. If he continued like this, he would be able to develop strong and broad meridians, but it would be a big trouble if he tried to do this now.
Now it seemed that he was definitely going to take action. After Bailang's innate achievements, he naturally noticed the sense of aura, and directly locked on Dugu Feng who was still standing on the top of the building - the sword aura had hurt him. Bailang was naturally familiar with that kind of sword aura. And Dugu Feng
Feng should have also felt Bai Lang. Under the collision of energy, he looked down and saw a white sword energy slashing down. Bai Lang didn't have time to sense the other Changle Gang masters, so he directly used the Golden Bell Magic Skill to block it hard.
This Dugu Feng’s sword energy.
The Gang Qi circulated and condensed into a big bell more than a foot outside Bai Lang's body. The pattern was simple, and the tiger and man-eating patterns became thicker. The sword energy hit the bell heavily, and the melodious bell sounded.
The sound spread far away. There were cracks on the surface of the big clock, but the sword energy directly changed the direction and rebounded. This was the counterattack power of the golden bell cover magic. However, this Dugu Feng seemed to have extremely superb swordsmanship.
The repulsive sword energy only flickered and then was controlled by the master and disappeared.
Dugu Feng also said "Oh" in surprise and began to look at Bai Lang carefully.
Bailang met the gaze of the innate swordsman and stared at him. He exhaled and exhaled for a long time, coordinating the surging internal energy in his body and turning them into innate true energy as quickly as possible. Only when he reached the end, all of them were converted into innate true energy
Moreover, with the circulation in his dantian, Bai Lang can be said to be a true innate master. Dugu Feng's casual blow just now almost caused Bai Lang's golden bell to explode again. The gap between innate masters is also obvious.
Bai Lang even felt that his Black Tiger Fist was very unlikely to pose a threat to the opponent. Yes, he could change on the spot, but the upper limit of the Black Tiger Fist was there. Breaking it and then achieving a magical skill - at least this kind of martial arts wisdom was not
What Bailang can do now, to see a thousand swords and recognize weapons, is to have all kinds of martial arts reserves in his heart...
This chapter has been completed!