Chapter 68
"In fact, you should have put poison on the sword." Bai Lang then smiled again, his internal strength bursting out, shaking off the two long swords and grabbing the leading assassin in front of him. "Looking at the moves you two use, it seems to be quite similar to Mr. Qin. Are you from the Huashan Sect?"
At this time, the leading assassin holding the Snake Flame Sword had already swung out a strange sword light, intending to cut off Bai Lang's claws - the sword he dragged in front of him was enough to cut the opponent's half body among ordinary martial arts masters, but facing Bai Lang it was just a bloody mark, so it would be better to use all his strength to cut off one of Bai Lang's hands.
The sword technique of the Snake Flame Sword does not seem to focus on slashing. It has always been based on stabbing, hooking and slashing, because the snake-shaped sword body can create larger and more complex wounds in this case. Bai Lang did not look at his sword path at all, his attention was only on the man's wrist - even if it was a venomous snake that changed in thousands of ways, it would eventually come down to the snake's head.
Bai Lang grabbed the sword and exerted force under the influence of the force. His internal force collided with the man and shook him away. The assassin had to let go of the sword in the next step - otherwise Bai Lang's internal force would probably injure his entire arm. The process of taking the sword was just a blink of an eye. After Bai Lang took the sword, he just shook it and then stuck it into the ground without a handle.
At this time, two golden hidden weapons flew towards Bai Lang's eyes, but Bai Lang's left hand was already in front of his eyes, and the hidden weapons that looked like little snakes were blocked by his left hand. The three assassins fought back in vain, and Bai Lang took the sword to block the hidden weapons, fully demonstrating the strength of his martial arts of the Thirteen Guardians' Golden Bell Cover.
After this round of attack, Bai Lang fought back.
He bent down slightly, and his body lengthened immediately. He moved forward and backward as fast as lightning in a small space . This was the so-called cat-like reaction speed. He did not attack the leading assassin - although this man was the only one without a weapon, his internal strength was quite profound. It might not be so fast to take him down with a wrong punch or palm.
Because Bai Lang saw that this man's fist and foot skills were quite strange, and his arms were like two snakes, so Bai Lang dodged him and first faced one of the assassins with a sword. This fight only took a few breaths, assassination-sword seizure-blocking, adding up to two or three breaths, and then Bai Lang's counterattack was just a blink of an eye .
The young man holding the sword had an honest face, and was truly a good example of a beautiful woman having to follow a thief. He had no time to react to Bai Lang's attack. He just stabbed out with his sword at first, but was repelled by Bai Lang. He just tried to calm down his shaken internal energy, but he didn't expect that a big beast would pounce on him.
Therefore, he did not make any appropriate reaction at all, but just raised the sword in his hand slightly, but then he was hit by a punch in the chest and abdomen, and his back suddenly became higher, while the whole person became half a head shorter... The young man fell to the ground limply without saying a word, and Bai Lang used the reaction force of the punch to turn around and pounce on another sword-wielding assassin.
He was very confident in himself. This punch was like a big iron spike hitting the chest and abdomen. The body of the young man in front of him was "broken" in the middle, but the skin and flesh were not torn apart. Bai Lang's strength was not a simple explosive force, but a blunt force that was not released. Therefore, this guy did not explode in two from the place where he was hit and smear his flesh and blood all over the fan-shaped area behind him - there was no way, Bai Lang had to sleep later...
The recoil force made Bai Lang's movements even faster. He grabbed with his left hand to block the attack of the assassin leader's snake-shaped fist. "This arm under the operation of internal force is really as hard to catch as a snake, but the strength is limited. It is almost useless when facing the Golden Bell Cover." In fact, this snake-like strength is quite vicious. It can penetrate into the skin and tendons and break the tendons of the human body. However, when encountering the Golden Bell Cover, it can only break the fangs from the outside.
The sword-wielding assassin on the other side was handsome, with an arrogant temperament, and his swordsmanship was better than that of the dead man just now, so he reacted in time directly danced a sword flower, thinking of blocking the ferocious government army general in front of him who was as fierce as a white tiger, so that his junior uncle would have time to save him or make other reactions - this man had no time to consider the situation of his fellow apprentices, because everything happened too fast, and the sword just now was blocked by the general's palm, which also took away all his courage.
This was true invulnerability. The soldiers didn't know this, but he knew that his sword was infused with the inner strength he had cultivated throughout his life. Even those brave generals with strong muscles and bones wearing fish scale armor would be pierced by this sword. However, in the hands of this general who looked so arrogant and domineering, who was only wearing a robe and bare legs, he couldn't even break his skin...
What is the use of this round of sword flowers? He just thought of this, and suddenly it was dark... Bai Lang ignored his sword flowers, broke through the sword flowers with his right hand, and tore the handsome man apart with one claw. "Damn it! I'm going to wash the floor again because I wasn't paying attention!" Bai Lang cursed, and his claw directly tore the assassin's entire facial bones, half of his head, and the ribs on his chest from the forehead. Blood and offal gurgled all over the floor - this is what a tiger's claw can do...
When he was about to kill the last assassin again, the assassin had already run away - he had to say that his Qinggong was really good, and his decisiveness was also very strong. When he saw that he could not block Bai Lang's second attack on his nephew, he immediately pulled away and ran away. The time difference of one move made it seem that Bai Lang could not catch up with him.
Bai Lang didn't want to chase him. He was now disheveled and barefoot. Besides, he had no intention of killing him. If he didn't run away, he wouldn't mind killing him or capturing him and giving him to Qin Wujiu. But now that he ran away, Bai Lang didn't want to chase him. "I have to wash it again this time..." Bai Lang sighed as he looked at his bloodstained robe and his right claw that was dripping with blood.
Qin Wujiu arrived the next morning because Bailang had set off fireworks. Qin Wujiu gave Bailang the fireworks for emergency contact. "Mr. Qin, this is your 'nephew', right? Do you want to collect their bodies?" The two bodies were carried outside the tent at night. Qin Wujiu had seen it, "Alas, they are nephews' grandsons, not nephews. This one may be the disciple of my eldest nephew, and this one... you tore off his face and he died so miserably. I really can't recognize which nephew is my grandson. And Commander Bai, I am no longer a member of Huashan Sect..."
Although he said so, Qin Wujiu still found two pieces of white cloth to wrap them up. There were no coffins nearby, so he had to do this for now. Bai Lang took out the Snake Flame Sword and a hidden weapon that looked like a small snake. "This is... the weapon of the youngest disciple of the head brother. Huashan doesn't have this kind of swordsmanship and hidden weapons. He learned it from other places."
