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Chapter 417 The Weak

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This man was stunned when he saw Bai Lang, but then he exploded with power like a sandstorm in the desert. He turned into a strong wind and brought endless sword waves to kill him. https://Along the way, all the people, things, pavilions and towers were turned into debris, and even the flesh and blood were dried up and then blown away like sand and dust. Before Bai Lang was killed, the servants and houses of the Happy King here had been killed and destroyed.

The closer this storm is to Bailang, the bigger it is. However, this man is really good at martial arts because he can gather his strength - otherwise with his ability, the entire oasis will be shrouded by his sandstorm. Now it is just a rolling sandstorm of dozens of feet rolling towards Bailang - Bailang hugged his arms and his momentum is also rising. He just killed three innate masters who came to intercept him. The fighting spirit and killing power of the White Tiger are unprecedentedly high.

"Talk, "Talk, "Talk, "Talk, "Talk, "Talk, "Talk, want to kill me? You haven't been enough yet!" Bai Lang said as he spoke a strong man who was confused. He split his arms and began to gather energy when his palms faced each other, and then he directly faced the sandstorm. As Bai Lang's body spread, a white tiger phantom gathered outside his body. There was a copper bell in front covering the front half of the white tiger's body. The clock button hit the sandstorm heavily.

The "dong" bell sounded long, and thousands of golden lights, together with the completely different but more violent hurricane, exploded directly from the center of the sandstorm. For a moment, the sky was covered by the sandstorm, and the weather was suddenly clear and the sunlight fell, but the sandstorm was beaten into a ring and spread continuously - just like the eye of a typhoon. Bai Lang had already grasped the other party's hand holding the knife with one claw. This was a cooperation between eyesight and martial arts skills, and went straight into the central palace to life and death and grabbed the other party's hand.

If there is a slight error, Bai Lang may be split at this moment. Even if he has the Golden Bell Cover magical power to protect his body, he will probably be severely injured. But now, Bai Lang has the upper hand, "Scared! What a minor shit!" Bai Lang also said something that seems to be true but not the ghost knows what it is, and he pinched it with force. The white tiger roared and closed his mouth violently, and Bai Lang's claws directly crushed the other party's palm like a tiger's mouth, and even the hilt of the knife formed a mixture of metal and flesh and bones.

Before the other party could scream, Bai Lang had already pierced his palm and slapped it with the sound of breaking the wind like a tiger roar. If this palm was slapped, the other party would probably have to be reborn. The palm power of this palm was originally the yin force like a large iron cone in the Southern Diu White Tiger Fist. After hitting it, it would naturally take off the fetus, and the white bones would fall out into pieces, which was a unique skill in making meatballs. The guy who rolled up the sandstorm was also fierce, and he didn't have time to scream, but just lifted his legs and kicked it out with one leg, and kicked it in a slight way.

This kick was accompanied by a spiral whirlwind and a dry and dry swaying. Bailang's skin had become rough and sand before it was touched. However, Bailang did not dodge and let the kick in his chest, and he also hit the target with a palm. Bailang took a few steps back, and now he was surrounded by a few pieces of rags on his waist. A footprint on his chest was like the land in the desert. Then the color was still spreading, and the flesh suddenly cracked and looked dry.

"Ha!" Bai Lang laughed, his whole body was filled with golden light, and the tattoo appeared vividly. The monkey's tattoo even hugged the cracked place, and it melted it as if it was swallowed. Bai Lang spit out a mouthful of blood, and before it even landed on the ground, it turned into sand and dust. He sniffled several times, and all he sprayed out was dry sand and dust.

The guy was hit by a palm between his chest and abdomen, and he could hear the sound of firecrackers exploding all over his body. He was shorter, and blood was spurted out directly from behind him - half of the ribs and several spine bones broke out, and half of the internal organs were taken away. This was almost a fatal injury - of course, if Bai Lang did not pursue, such injuries alone might not have taken the life of the innate master.

There are many magical medicines in this world, and they are superb skills. Innate masters can use true qi to hold their lives, and they can really "grow back" these bones and internal organs. It is very difficult, but it is not impossible. But he has no chance. If he uses true qi to hold his life, he will not be able to stop Bai Lang's attack - it was not so slutty, but who made Bai Lang kill three people in a row to make the evil aura of the White Tiger so high?

The evil spirit of the White Tiger broke the protective energy, and rushed forward with a fierce and cruelty and unstoppable force. So the person who could not hurt Bai Lang in the face was about to be finished. Bai Lang spitted sand while spitting out the blood and internal organs in his body. He swept over and swept across the person in front of him. The upper and lower halfs were halved, even the innate master could not survive. Bai Lang started to breathe a sigh of relief at this time, coughing and spitting out more sand and dust - this time the sand and dust were mixed with blood.

Bai Lang sat cross-legged, and the kick he was not easy to get. The true energy like a sandstorm still collided in his body, and it could also plunder the essence and grow itself. However, it was already trapped by Bai Lang's internal force of the Golden Bell Cover. Now it only needs to use the Golden Bell Cover and the White Tiger Fist to wipe it away, and it will be fine. Bai Lang exhaled and breathed, and his breath was like a windmill, and there was still a bloody air spurting out.

Even if this true energy is dispelled, Bai Lang is still injured in his internal organs. Although his combat power has not declined, he needs to be recuperated afterwards. "Don't worry, find some clothes to wear first, and then go to the Happy King!" Bai Lang made the decision - the guy he killed also had nothing on him. I think he is a confidant of the Happy King, and he must have his own residence and would not have everything on him.

Bai Lang couldn't recognize the pills and other things on his body, and he didn't dare to take them to heal his wounds, but Jinchuang medicine might be useful. Bai Lang took out a small box of black ointment, which scented like mint. He picked a little with his finger and applied it to a wound on his body. Suddenly, a spicy feeling like burning fire was burning, as if it had activated the wound, causing Bai Lang to feel pain. Then a cool feeling surged up to calm the pain. "A layer of white ointment was generated on the wound, and most of the Jinchuang medicine was really effective."

Bai Lang rushed into the intact pavilion, but he really found some clothes and picked some fittings on them. Of course, he must have gone to the lake to clean his body before, and Bai Lang felt refreshed. He was ready to fight the Happy King.

This person must be the highest martial arts one. He was not sure when Bai Lang's Qi Ji was sensing it before. Now, after killing four people in a row, his evil aura has increased again. The lethality of martial arts can be said to have reached a new level. But where has the Happy King gone? When will he come back? Or go find him?

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