Bailang snorted and tore off the tattered clothes on his body - keeping the pants. The clothes he was wearing were also easily torn. The thighs of the pants were not that important, so they were not too damaged. He was practicing kung fu all over.
The other party also knows very well that this kind of martial arts requires a cover, otherwise it may not be possible to kill this person until he is covered in stinky sweat. Although Bailang looks miserable now, everyone knows that his vitality is not injured, even if the wounds are deep and the bones are visible.
But it's just a skin injury.
If you are looking for a cover, at least the upper body of the guy in front of you is gone - because they have tried it, Bailang's martial arts is integrated and it is really a first-class horizontal training magic skill. Then you have to try the following, usually speaking of this type
When practicing kung fu horizontally, 80% of the time the cover will be on the crotch, either the perineum or the balls. In short, these are very unfriendly places for attackers - it is difficult to have a good attack position.
"The way you look at me, you must be thinking about how to hit me in the balls, right?" Bai Lang said this vulgar language nonchalantly, but the three men and one woman across from him were all wearing masks, and there was no trace of them.
Blushing. The muscles on Bailang's body began to squirm, and the wounds that looked like open mouths were forcibly closed by him to stop the bleeding. This is how the outer sect magical power should control muscles, and as long as Bailang's true energy is not exhausted, his wound healing speed will also be
soon.
However, these wounds were all left by opponents of the same level. The wounds were either sword intent or martial arts true intent. Of course, the poison was definitely not just snake venom or the like, it also contained some kind of "martial arts" poison. This all required Bailang.
Only by removing them with your own internal strength can you talk about healing the wound. Otherwise, not only will the wound not heal, but these things will continue to invade Bai Lang's body meridians just like they are alive - fortunately, they are not masters of interior scenes after all, these "meanings"
"It's not even "living", and it may not be able to absorb Bailang's energy and spirit to strengthen itself.
In this situation, Bailang really couldn't spare any extra internal energy to solve the wound problem, so he could only suppress it by force first. Speaking of which, his attacks didn't have much "intent", they were just focused on killing.
His fist intention is unparalleled in the world. And his fist intention is not that it makes it difficult for wounds to heal, but that it is so sharp that it breaks the protective aura. Now that the wound is temporarily closed, Bai Lang is about to run away.
He definitely couldn't kill the other party, so what else would he be doing if he didn't run away? Among the four people in front of him, the guy with the knife began to retreat and sweep the formation, while the one with the sword and the man and woman with the poison directly took a stance.
, it seems to be a combined attack martial arts... "Two swords..." Bai Lang watched as the woman also drew out a sword, and immediately attacked after combining the two swords.
The guy in the mask of a middle-aged man also activated the Nine Heavens Palace, locking Bailang's aura tightly, making him unable to escape for a while - the white tiger phantom was trapped by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and there was really no way to tear it apart for the time being.
.The martial arts of combining two swords is also powerful. Bai Lang never thought that this move could be so sophisticated. Originally, Bai Lang dismissed the so-called small and exquisite moves as sissy skills, but now it seems that sissy skills are extremely magical.
The man who had been beaten by Bai Lang didn't look very good at first, but now that the two swords were combined, he was filled with a free and elegant feeling. This feeling made Bai Lang very uncomfortable and made him want to vomit immediately. The woman's movements were even more graceful, but
Such graceful movements, as if dancing in a two-person ballroom dance, actually bring about such fierce swordsmanship. "This martial arts is so beautiful, but don't you think it is too shameless to poke my balls?"
Bailang was a little confused. The bastard with the knife was still staring at him. He still had to deal with the martial arts of combining two swords. Even with his powerful moves, he still couldn't stop him. To be honest, Bailang didn't know his own skills very well.
Where exactly is the shield door? Logically speaking, if the golden bell is at his level, it should have an inch and a half of shield door. The problem is that when Bai Lang first started practicing this martial art, he didn't write down where to choose the shield door.
And Bailang practiced like this - the opponents he met along the way did not test his cover, and Bailang himself did not want to try to see where his cover was - the cover was quite fragile, and even if he was not careful, even
It's not good to lose the martial arts without dying. And when Bailang's skills became more and more sophisticated, and he could almost judge whether his shield gate was in the lower third path, Nan Dou Sheng Fist absorbed the martial arts that shattered the original golden bell shield magic technique, and integrated it into
Nandou White Tiger Fist......
Now, even if Bai Lang is an innate master, he still can't tell whether he has a cover or not, and whether he will die or break his power if he tries to do it. Bai Lang thought about the way Ao Shaobao died and felt that someone had taken advantage of him from the perineum.
A stab to the top of the head and heart with a sword would be too tragic, so it was better not to try it. As soon as he said these words, the man dancing with the sword felt awkward in his movements, but the woman seemed to be more energetic.
To peel off Bailang's eggs...
And the bastard with the knife was constantly gathering momentum, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and making mudras with the other hand - not those Buddhist things, Bailang looked like the kind of mudra that was used to settle accounts with one hand.
Bai Lang had to spend three-thirds of his attention on the swordsman, and two more on the middle-aged man. Only five points could be used to fight with the bastard man and woman. His hands collided with the sword, and now he has already
There are injuries everywhere, but the bones are stronger than gold and iron, so the fingers have not been cut off. Bailang let out a fierce tiger roar, and the wind on his body suddenly expanded. This guy went all out, ready to use 100%
One hundred and twenty skills, even if you feel sluggish afterwards, you still have to use them.
Bailang's whole body was shrouded in a strong storm, and the phantom of the white tiger was also directly torn into pieces, turning into the power of the storm. Bailang spread his hands to the left and right, and immediately eight tornadoes branched out from his body. These eight tornadoes were screaming fiercely.
Amidst the roar, the nine-layered palace began to be torn into pieces, and Bailang forcefully hit the two of them before the other party could attack.
No matter how the two swords penetrated his body, Bailang clamped the sword body with his muscles, and the internal force in his body blasted out directly with the wind blade, and the powerful innate true energy of the white tiger rushed into the two people with the sharp and killing intent.
In the body, rampage and tearing the body apart - this can't be done, the other party is also an innate master, of course, he suppressed the true energy at the first time to prevent the damage from increasing. But this also effectively made these two bad men and women lose their swords.
, the movement stagnated slightly.
And what Bailang needed was just such a moment. He rushed through the interception of the two men, and with the sword on his body, he killed the swordsman...