The light wind was invisible and tangible, and it was omnipresent. The undirected wind swept through all the buildings within a radius of thirty feet. Then it turned into a strong storm in an instant. The wind contained countless sharp gold auras, and in the blink of an eye, they directly shattered the houses and the people inside. Bai Lang's arms rotated, and the innate internal force used the wind to kill the Vajra Fist to blow out the strong wind, and then he was struck by lightning.

Lightning in the sky winds like a dragon, stretching for dozens of miles, and the dragon's claws are exploring the white wave. Just a thunder, the strong wind around Bailang dissipates without a trace, and the whole person is directly bounced away. "Hmm? Being killed by the sky? This time it can't even trigger the strange scenery of heaven and earth." Bailang spat out a mouthful of blood and climbed up from the ground. This thunder caused Bailang's meridians to be a little injured, but that's all.

"Sure enough... the innate strange scenery is no longer possible, and the ability to kill ordinary people on a large scale is also strictly limited. There is indeed selfishness between the world, and no wonder the world brought by the jade fish is not so simple." Bai Lang sighed and left the military camp that had turned into hell. At this time, someone came over from other parts and shouted. This is indeed a strange thing. A sudden tornado killed more than a hundred people. I am afraid that the governor would find it troublesome to this kind of thing.

The key is what to say, under the governance of your Emperor Qianlong, a strange wind suddenly broke out and killed hundreds of soldiers - is it your fault for being poor? Let's just let everyone collude and suppress this matter. Anyway, Qiu Ba is the one who died on both sides.

Does the world have consciousness? It seems that there is no, but it is hard to say. Bai Lang is not sure whether this world will be of the Yuewei Caotang type. After all, the guy who wrote this was also a thief literati during the Qianlong period. I am afraid that this is the so-called slander. Even Bai Lang knew that his name was editing books and actually destroyed books. If it were such a world, he should be allowed to use his innate magical skills to influence the celestial phenomena. However, Bai Lang was not sure about it now.

"Forget it, it won't affect my combat effectiveness anyway. This thief will do whatever he likes. It can protect the Tartar court. This thief... Bah!" Bai Lang was disappointed, but he was not dissatisfied with it - anyway, it was just a little bit of killing efficiency, and he had to do it himself. "It's just that Bai Shaobao is online again, so I'll go find weapons!" The Nandou Holy Fist is like a spear and a suppress, but the weapons are still simple after all.

Bai Lang tried it, and the situation of this skill leaving the body was similar to the last time he had a jade fish. It decayed very quickly, even the innate internal force. The innate internal force had a little benefit, and it almost did not decay within a certain range, and it disappeared immediately once it went out. "This range is... almost seven feet." Bai Lang smiled, "a seven feet innate master." Of course, the vacuum blade slashed out from his arms, wrists and palms still existed, but the tornado was limited to seven feet and was a bit dissatisfied.

The tornado with a thickness of one person is more than one foot in diameter. If it is seven feet away, is it really an arcade kyif? Bai Lang is also prepared for what he has practiced in the Arhat Renwang Fist now. Isn’t it just a TV fist? But he is just a more powerful person than that person. He will never wear a priest’s robe, so he will wear a general’s robe if he wants to wear it. Now there are both TV fists and vacuum waves, which is the trick of the eight-child girl... Do you really need to learn it? Evolved with the Nandou Holy Fist?

"It's better to dance around the dragon and tiger, at least I have the skill of tiger claws." Bai Lang killed hundreds of people tonight, and his mood was not bad, but what he lacked was that he was a little dissatisfied with flesh and blood. In other words, he had not killed enough blood at close range with his own hands. Now it seems that God forbid him from using his innate "domain" to kill people, which seemed to satisfy the wish of the beast in his heart.

Bai Lang entered the city, and this time he randomly picked a family that looked rich. After entering, he directly clicked on the people inside and went to sleep. He took action with a reasonable attitude, and at most those people were dizzy for one night. Bai Lang would not kill such people. If Bai Lang wanted to kill, he naturally found officials from the Qing Dynasty to kill them - such as the governor of Shaanxi. This official position was mainly for Manchu people, and this governor of Shaanxi was Zhong Yin, an important official in Manchu.

Bai Lang decided to kill him after he woke up. Anyway, he would not rebel without rebelling, and he would put an electric drill in a chrysanthemum. Bai Lang felt that rebellion was too troublesome, so he would have a good time to kill officials. Anyway, most anti-Qing gangs in this world basically followed the path of assassinating Manchu ministers and instigating Han ministers - this path was something that the "revolutionary party" had been doing until the end of the Qing Dynasty. Bai Lang treated Manchu and Han equally, but if he became a Tartar official, he would die together.

On the second day, Bai Lang finished eating at the breakfast stall and prepared to go to Xi'an to kill people. He didn't know who the old man surnamed Lu was now, but he didn't think about it carefully. In his opinion, the martial arts of this world were like this. Old Man Lu should be a master, so Bai Lang felt that he should be invincible. "It's like ice and fire, two kinds of heavens. It's okay to climb up in the original world. How awesome was when Bai Shaobao was, and how much contrast there was when he was a small shrimp in the martial arts world. I was so awesome."

This is all a matter of mentality, just maintain a healthy mindset. Bai Lang also has to practice his own light skills, and it is just right to travel alone. This place is roughly more than 200 miles to Xi'an. Bai Lang feels that if he uses thousands of miles to walk alone, he may be able to arrive in half a day with innate internal force. The key is that he has never tried it, so he can only make an estimate.

In fact, it was better than he thought. Once he ran alone, Bai Lang felt that he had turned into a rolling wolf smoke and was speeding on the road. This was not a very Lou Bi's running movement, but gliding forward with a point on his toes. The true energy naturally circulated outside the body and supported him in an invisible shape to slide forward. This is the case with long-distance running, which is different from Bai Lang's short-distance exertion before.

This light skill is not very high when running for a long distance, and it is basically close to the ground. It is not possible to be elegant and elegant. However, the speed is really fast, and it is much faster on the long distance than on the grass. Bai Lang walked in a straight line and did not walk on the official road. However, in less than an hour, the city of Xi'an was already in sight. There were even villagers along the way kneeling and kowtowing to think that they were gods.

Bai Lang stopped and patted the dust on his body and walked towards the city gate. The soldiers wanted to earn money from the city. Bai Lang was not interested in taking action on people like this. After losing a few big money, he entered the city and started to search for the governor's yamen. There was a whole city in Xi'an City, and the governor's yamen was of course close to the city. "Do you want to hang the flag of anti-Qing and restoring Ming?" Bai Lang was also thinking about this, "Or shouting anti-Qing and restoring Ming when he started to do it?"
Chapter completed!