Chapter 63
" Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish." Bai Lang whispered. At this time, the six assassins' internal forces were so strong that the walls and the top of the carriage were blown away, revealing Bai Lang who was sitting inside with his wine glass down. In everyone's eyes, Bai Lang was wearing a red official robe with a golden tiger patch on his chest, indicating that he was a third-rank military officer. He was wearing a black hat on his head, and his black beard was standing up. He looked at the assassins who rushed in with fierce eyes.
It was really like a tiger sitting in the middle. The assassins paused in a trance. Bai Lang roared, slapped the armrest of the couch, and took advantage of the momentum to soar into the sky. At this moment, he used all his internal strength of the Thirteen Taibao's Golden Bell Cover to meet the assassin who was masked and stabbed with a sword. "Traitor!" Bai Lang roared, shaking the opponent's sword movement, and the original strength of the sword was lost by three or four points. Bai Lang also tried to use his body to block the sword - as expected, the opponent's sword stabbed him, but it couldn't penetrate, and the strength made the sword bend.
Bai Lang was immediately inspired, "Great! You have indeed tested my ability! What's there to be afraid of now!" With the burden in his heart gone, the internal force of the Golden Bell became even wilder and more powerful. His official robe also swelled up by three points under the infusion of internal force, and then the force of the knife, the Emei spear, the other swords, and the fists and palms, which hit his swollen official robe, was first deflected by three points, and the remaining force was like hitting an iron plate, and there was a little bit of recoil force that shook their internal forces.
"What a strong horizontal training skill!" one of them shouted. Bai Lang turned around and saw, "What a strange tone, are you a eunuch? Hahaha!" Bai Lang stretched out his hand and held all the swords and weapons in his hand. When he twisted his hand back, the assassins urged their internal strength to pull back their weapons. It was really like raw iron. Bai Lang's strength combined with the strength of those people, and directly twisted the swords.
There was no injury on his hand. This was the result of the Thirteen Taibao's Horizontal Training Golden Bell Cover at this time. Although the fourth level has not been broken, Bai Lang has made another step forward in the third level. The eunuch who cried out in pain found that after Bai Lang spoke, he directly grabbed his face with one claw, and a fishy wind came first. Bai Lang doesn't eat fish, so there is no fishy smell on his hand. That is the momentum brought by his tiger form true meaning. The eunuch did an iron bridge in the air, fully demonstrating the softness and reaction speed of his kung fu.
However, he still failed to block the momentum of this claw, and his mask was torn to pieces, leaving three bloody marks on his face - he was just a little short of having his skull opened. "It's really a eunuch!" Bai Lang laughed when he landed, and directly punched the palm of the assassin who was using his fist. The force of this punch directly made the man's palm make a cracking sound of bones breaking, and the residual force of the palm bone hit the wrist bone and arm bone, smashing the bones here, and the forearm bone once again transmitted the force to hit the upper arm bone, and immediately even the upper arm bone was broken into several pieces.
The bone fork pierced the flesh, and this hand was completely disabled. Bai Lang completely ignored the weapons that stabbed and chopped at him, and directly swung his hips and twisted his body, and kicked the assassin with a , and kicked him into a broken ruler. Among the assassins present, this man was probably the biggest threat to Bai Lang - his fist and palm skills could penetrate the body of the Golden Bell Cover, but he was the "natural enemy" of the Golden Bell Cover who could not practice the internal force and qi to rebound.
Bai Lang's kick directly broke the assassin's spine and half of his ribs. Of course, his internal organs were already a mess. He was just breathing his last few breaths. "Mr. Zhang!" The remaining people cried out in grief, "Why are you shouting? The road to the underworld is short. You will soon be with him." Bai Lang grinned, and when he moved, he was like a tiger, and he pounced directly at the two people who were wielding knives and swords.
The two were together, the woman holding the sword and the man holding the knife, and the sword and knife skills seemed to be a combination of kung fu. But Bai Lang didn't care how they attacked together, he used both hands like weapons to slap, poke, and grab, and in just a few breaths, he swung the pair of weapons, and at the same time blocked the Emei thorn and another sword, and forced his way into the center of the man and woman. "Brother and sister? Let's be mandarin ducks with the same fate!" Bai Lang's tiger claws slapped out, the first move swung the long knife away, and the second move had already grabbed the man's crown.
With a twist of four fingers, the man turned around involuntarily, but the tiger-shaped energy on Bai Lang's thumb pierced into his skull, and one circle directly cut open his skull... Bai Lang laughed and crushed the skull in his hand into powder. The majesty and murderous aura of Bai Shaobao was fully revealed - although Bai Lang is not the Prince's Guardian yet, he should be able to get it soon if he keeps on chopping.
The woman screamed, and thrust out her sword with all her might, ready to let Bai Lang kill her, but she also wanted to stab Bai Lang to death. This stab was due to her extreme grief and anger, but she was full of energy and all her strength was concentrated on one point. Bai Lang slapped his palm like a tiger playing , and the sword was knocked off by the force, but the swift and fierce sword could not be directly deflected, and it still pierced Bai Lang's shoulder.
A sound like a tearing cloth was heard, and the sword pierced into Bai Lang's flesh. "Hmph! Ha!" Bai Lang shrank slightly and then collapsed forward. After exhaling and shouting, the sword broke into several pieces. The sword only penetrated Bai Lang's shoulder by more than an inch. The sword gathered all the energy and spirit of this woman, but that was it. "Sure enough, that claw shot was well, otherwise I would really suffer. It is definitely not as simple as penetrating an inch." Bai Lang kicked the woman away, and saw that she fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Behind him, the assassin who used the Emei Spear stabbed Bai Lang with a quick move, trying to find his weakness. But he didn't find it, and before he found it, Bai Lang was able to deal with him. The tiger claws that could split bones and slashed across, and the evil wind that was stirred up made it impossible for the assassin who used the Emei Spear to get close to him, but Bai Lang saw the man's movements and pounced on him directly - the tiger's pounce was a special move, and the speed and momentum were extremely fierce. So it was not surprising that the man's hands were grabbed and then his flesh and blood were torn into pieces.
"Open!" Bai Lang roared like a tiger, exerting force with both arms, and the assassin in front of him was torn apart - it was just two arms, and if Bai Lang wanted to tear the person in half, he grabbed the wrong place. But it didn't matter, he added a palm to slam the head into the chest and finished it. The last one was the eunuch. At this time, he could hardly hold the long sword in his hand. His courage was constantly draining away with the death of his companions. Now... the assassin screamed, dropped the sword and ran away.
Just as his ankle tightened, he saw a hand holding his ankle...
