With one breath, he killed a battle formation. In front of Bai Lang was a frightened crossbowman and a fleeing crossbowman who was not scared but fleeing wildly. So he rushed forward and shoveled with iron halberds and shoveled several times. Several crossbowmen were broken into pieces, so they fled wildly and even impulsively for the second round. Seeing this, Bai Lang laughed and was quite proud. Then he trotted a few steps and asked the horse to change his breath, and trotted to the formation again.

This horse is also a huge war horse carefully selected by Bai Lang on the Pegasus Ranch. Although it cannot be said to be a spiritual horse that runs fast, it can carry weights and runs slowly. It has a physique of about 900 kilograms, and Bai Lang wears armor and halberds and has 250 and 60 kilograms, which means that more than 1,000 kilograms can be hit by something that can run forty or fifty miles in one hour. Most people can't stop it even if they form a formation.

What's more, Bai Lang stretched out his horse and slashed the long halberd in front of him. The two halberds were completely unstoppable under Bai Lang's divine power. Even if there was a Reima Lu Village, he was directly promoted. Bai Lang's arm strength could still be supported, but the horsepower could not withstand it. The war horse sniffed and sniffed, Bai Lang could feel that the horse's legs were weak. "Hahaha, it's really a story about the tall and pony picking chariots in the future!" Bai Lang didn't want to kill his war horse, so he turned over and dismounted.

At this time, the cavalry following Bai Lang had already come to kill. They showed their might but could not kill one. The infantry farther away was about to run away. Bai Lang signaled the cavalry to take his war horse away, and he jumped up and rushed towards the gun and spear formation in front. Bai Lang shouted his name, waved his long halberd with both hands and directly swung the gun and spear in front. Then he abandoned the long weapon in both hands, and directly pulled out the iron mace at his waist and smashed it horizontally and vertically.

There is no need for routine in combat now. Bai Lang summarized the two-mace styles of fighting that are summarized by Bai Lang are not necessary now. There are enemies in the left and right fronts, and they only need to be smashed. Bai Lang's iron mace is as thick as a duck egg, and the four-sided tapered iron mace weighing about twenty pounds. Once it is swept open, blood light and broken bones will splash, and the ones that are rubbed will be injured and touched will die. Even if it is covered with armor, it will not be blocked. Bai Lang smashed and slapped, and a blood alley will be opened in the blink of an eye.

The fallen enemy troops around him were all blood gourds with incomplete limbs, and most of them showed strange postures - either they were smashed or twisted into a strange look. Anyway, there were spewed out internal organs and bones everywhere, and the white wave's iron mace was covered with flesh and fur, and even bones. His body was covered with blood and some broken flesh and flesh stuck to the armor.

Bai Lang did not use his internal energy to escape from his body to avoid being splashed by blood and flesh. He was simply enjoying such killing. Such killing also greatly shocked both sides. The soldiers in Wagang Village were fighting with their legs and wanted to leave, but the generals could maintain the appearance of the military formation for the time being under the pressure. Pei Renji was stunned. This single person breaking the formation was too fierce, right? Is there such a fierce general in ancient times? The morale of the soldiers and generals suddenly increased - but also fear.

The soldiers behind Bai Lang had already caught up, so Bai Lang raised his iron mace with one hand and waved it. The soldiers followed him with long spears - Bai Lang was still protruding in front of him, and the soldiers lined up in a line as much as possible behind him.

Bai Lang was wearing bright light armor and ran like flying. He was facing the sword and shield array, and there were strong archers in the middle. These archers shot arrows at Bai Lang, with strong bows and heavy arrows. The arrows were almost half a person long, and the arrows were as steel as cones, which were heavy arrows used to break armor. These strong archers seemed to be elite. They did not arrow until Bai Lang rushed into twenty steps. For a moment, the arrows were like locusts, and even Bai Lang was forced to stop.

Some of these arrows have internal strength and can penetrate the armor even more. Bai Lang's body is full of energy, but it does not penetrate the body but is attached to the skin. The armor on his body is well-made, but it still cannot block all these armor-breaking arrows. The arrow jingled and directly penetrated the armor pieces on Bai Lang's body. Even if Bai Lang's hands danced with his iron mace, it was inevitable that some arrows were shot by archers, so he directly stared at Bai Lang's hands.

The armor was shot through, but Bai Lang had clothes inside. After these were penetrated, he could not help his skin and flesh. Bai Lang was wearing a horizontal golden bell cover, which was no different from the armor. The skin and flesh were tough, and even if the armor-breaking arrows were shot directly on it, they could not penetrate it. They were just pushed out after being pressed down by three or four minutes. Only those strong arrows with internal strength could penetrate Bai Lang's protective energy, but they could only penetrate Bai Lang's skin and flesh less than three minutes. Sometimes, if they were stabbed, they would be squeezed out by Bai Lang's muscles, and the wound stopped bleeding.

However, it looked really terrifying. Bai Lang's front was filled with arrows like a hedgehog. He did not dance the iron mace to block the arrows behind him, but just crossed the two iron maces to protect the face. Even the armor on the back of his palm was nailed to a few arrows. With a powerful sound of buckles, a large black iron arrow passed through the gap with a roar, and a arrow shot on Bai Lang's phoenix-winged helmet.

Judging from this height, it was probably shot into Bai Lang's head...

Almost all the troops on both sides made a "oh" sound - in fact, there were not many people who could really see, but this was not the following. There was a ecstatic sound in Wagang Village, and Pei Renji, especially Bai Lang's county soldiers, was a frightened sound. Bai Lang did not fall down, but he slowly put down his hand, and the whole audience was silent. The man grabbed the iron arrow and pulled it out of his helmet with a "click".

Bai Lang waved his head, and there was no blood flowing down his face. He pinched the iron arrow and broke the iron arrow with one force with his thumb. Bai Lang threw the broken iron arrow to the ground, and threw the phoenix-winged helmet shot through behind, revealing his dispersed black head. The guy roared angrily and rushed to the sword and shield formation in front of him again. With this shout, the county soldiers behind him also roared wildly, and rushed towards the rebel formation in front of him with their county magistrates.

The morale of the Wagang Village rebel army was greatly reduced, and Bai Lang was still roaring, "Which shot master is the one? I will definitely find it and slash it today! Come out! Get out!" The guy rushed over with arrows all over his body. The iron mace was inserted into the ground by him when he pulled the arrows. Bai Lang didn't pull it out, and he killed him with bare hands. While rushing, he felt that the armor was full of arrows was inconvenient, so he tore off the laces and let the armor fall to the ground.

Bai Lang can be said to have half exposed his upper body, showing his muscles rushed over like this...

Holding your body in the white blade, wandering in the world
Chapter completed!