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Chapter 545: It's Not Baimenlou

Bailang's long halberd is like a tiger's tooth. It is full of power when stabbing and slashing, and the force used is extremely fierce. The Yunshui halberd used by Bailang should be a bit lighter than Lu Bu's Fangtian Huaji, but Bailang's strength is already stronger than Lu Bu's.

Even Lu Bu had to go head-to-head with his thrusts and slashes. He couldn't dodge. The only result was that he was constantly chased by Bai Lang. And if Wen Hou's Fang Tian Hua Ji Lock hadn't been grasped by Bai Lang, he might not have been able to do so.

The weapon has been wrenched from his hands.

When the Red Rabbit competes, this horse is simply the god of equestrian competitions. Bai Lang feels that Lu Bu is more like an accessory of the Red Rabbit horse. This man and horse always feel that they are connected to each other. Even the ghosts and gods have turned into the upper body of the evil spirit and the lower body.

Due to the shape of the horse, during Bailang's fierce fight, you should also pay attention to whether the red rabbit horse's hoofs will hit it. This horse also has a fighting spirit, and the force of a blow will never be worse than that of a war hammer.

The fierce fighting between the two sides has formed a huge vortex of fighting spirit, sweeping over a hundred feet in radius, and terrifying cirrus clouds and thunder have formed above their heads. Anyone who dares to step into the whirlpool of their fighting spirit will be sucked into death. I'm afraid it's just...

Only Zhang Zhiren could step into it. The entire fierce battle touched down buildings and buildings, and even the city walls were smashed to pieces by the sharp energy. If the two sides fight like this, both sides will be injured. If they don't stop, they will even lose their strength.

It's the minimum.

However, no one wanted to retreat. Lu Bu must have finally figured it out. Or was Bai Lang forced to fight like this? Bai Lang entered the battle with the pure intention of killing Lu Bu. Since he was like this, Lu Bu couldn't avoid it.

When the battle reaches this level, there will be no distracting thoughts in anyone's mind, only the pure thought of killing the opponent. Bailang holds Changshan with both arms and keeps moving, using his front and rear hands as the center of the circle to launch thrusts and slashes, and his moves are also

Under Lu Bu's pressure, he became more fierce and fierce.

Fighting and fighting, Bai Lang gradually focused on using the long sword in his right hand, and his moves became more simple and direct. It was just three moves of stabbing, slashing and splitting, while Bai Lang's left hand was full of changes, with claws, palms, fists and elbows coming out at the same time.

With the martial arts of his Nandou White Tiger Fist, the power of this flesh palm is by no means inferior to that of the Changshan. Moreover, every inch shorter is more dangerous than the Changshan. Bailang can fight on foot, so his legs and feet can also be used.

Send a blow.

The problem is that the red rabbit horse can do this, and as time goes by, its power is even more powerful than Lu Bu's punch. "This horse has become a spirit." Bai Lang could only flash this thought, but his own blue pheasant horse could not.

So spiritual. The battle between Bailang and Lu Bu became more and more intense. The battle was already over, and both sides were showing signs of exhaustion. Lu Bu slashed through Bailang with his halberd, and a stream of blood immediately spurted out from his shoulder.

Even with the magic power of the fish scale armor and the golden bell, Bailang's skin was still cut open by the square halberd. Bailang's stature shrank, his helmet was knocked off by the sweeping halberd, and his hair was spread out. Bailang was spread out.

His hair and beard exploded, making him look even more ferocious, and his long spear also pierced Lu Bu's waist and ribs. Lu Bu twisted with all his strength and blocked it with the tail drill of the halberd. Only then was he not pierced by the white waves, but only cut open.

The armor was removed, leaving long cuts on the body, and blood flowed out.

Bailang's sweeping sweep was broken by the red rabbit horse that rushed like a flame. This rapid leap directly made Bailang's edge become peripheral, unable to hurt Lu Bu at such a close range. However, Bailang still had his hands and feet.

He directly stretched out his claws to tear, and then kicked back. This red rabbit horse was really too fast. Lu Bu was also a strong man. At this time, he could actually use the long handle of the painted halberd to block, and even painted the halberd.

He also counterattacked at this distance.

Bailang's arms and back were pulled out with long streaks of blood, and Lu Bu also screamed in pain as blood burst out from his body, and mist-like blood spurted out from his mouth. Both sides quickly turned around, looking at each other and knowing that this should be the last

It's been a round. Both Bai Lang and Lu Bu were injured, and the injuries were definitely not serious. The fighting spirit was almost exhausted, and there should be only one blow that could determine life and death. Lu Bu's body suddenly erupted with ferocious energy, and the black and red ghosts and gods burned directly as if fighting.

ghost.

Bailang's white tiger phantom also roared up to the sky. Lu Bu and the red rabbit horse under his crotch seemed to be burning with swimming fire. This was the most intense explosion. Lu Bu drove the red rabbit and rushed over directly. Bailang also held the fixed length with both hands,

The huge tiger lowered its body and swung, and then pounced out. This was a blow that was exhausted by both sides. If in other worlds, it would be a blow from an interior master. This world is powerful because of it.

It greatly evens out the difference in destructive power between these masters.

The two sides directly crossed each other, and both launched their attacks with all their strength. The cirrus clouds in the sky were divided into four by the huge sharp energy, and then the fighting spirit circle was torn apart and exploded outward, causing a larger scale.

Destroyed. But because of this, the fighting spirit also disappeared without a trace.

A huge wound appeared on Bailang's body. This wound stretched from the shoulder to the waist and almost split him open. There was also a puncture wound on the shoulder. Blood spurted out, and the internal organs were about to slip out, but Bailang

The inner energy of his golden bell was very good at doing this. When the muscles squirmed, the wound turned into a terrifying millipede-like mark.

The red rabbit horse over there let out a mournful cry. Lu Bu slipped off the horse and fell to the ground. Bai Lang walked slowly over. He saw Lu Bu's eyes gradually losing focus as he looked at the sky. Bai Lang's long hair was between Lu Bu's chest and abdomen.

The blood penetrated and was forced out, but this was a fatal injury. Until he finally died, Lu Bu did not say a word. He just looked at the sky slowly losing signs of life.

Bailang couldn't hold on anymore. He relied on his long legs and slowly squatted down. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his true energy circulated in his body to suppress the injury from getting worse. With Bailang's current strong vitality, as long as the injury is not serious,

If it continues to worsen, he can use the Thirteen Taibao Hengqian Golden Bell to knead all the injuries on his body, and then rely on myogenic and blood-activating drugs to speed up the healing.

"After all, I have run out of energy. This halberd is too far off and too weak. Otherwise, I will die in this world. It is indeed my most dangerous battle." Bai Lang sat on the ground leaning on his long arm.

, his breathing was rapid and weak, and all his strength was used to suppress the injury, and he was about to fall into coma for a moment. At this time, Bailang vaguely heard someone speaking, but he passed out the next moment.

"Where is this?" Bailang looked at the roof. He felt that he should be lying on the couch. His body was hard and seemed to be tied with cloth strips, and there was a strong smell of plants and grease.


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