Bai Lang still doesn't understand the air-splitting palm power at all, and he has just learned the art of stacking forces... Before this, he couldn't understand this skill that was enough to make the future Newton jump out from under the coffin. But there is a saying - internal force is a universal explainer... It was only on the battlefield that Bai Lang suddenly understood this method and his combat power increased greatly - but the consumption was also high, so it was only useful in one-on-one combat.
The three waves of strength combined together, and in Bai Lang's last palm strike, he slapped the sword. Bai Lang had already gathered the internal force of the Golden Bell Cover into his palm. When it intersected with the sword, Bai Lang was still thinking about using his bare palm to face steel. His brain must be broken. While reviewing, the palm strike was solid. It must be said that although Bai Lang's idea was good, it was still a bit redundant and lacked confidence in himself.
The sword energy did not penetrate the palm of the hand, but blocked the sharp sword energy just a hair's breadth outside the palm skin. Not only blocked it, but also made the sword energy hit the palm and shattered everywhere, until the tip of the sword pressed against the palm, but it could not penetrate. "You must have more confidence in your martial arts, Bailang White Jade Pillar! Otherwise, what is the name of the Sky-supporting White Jade Pillar!" Bailang said to himself, then exhaled and roared like a tiger, and his other hand became a tiger claw, grabbing it with one claw.
The old man's swordsmanship was indeed amazing. He could not penetrate the opponent and then retracted the sword so quickly that Bai Lang could not catch it. Then he thrust out the sword again and blocked Bai Lang's tiger claws. The swordsmanship was upright and peaceful. He first tried to be invincible and then to win. His internal force was also integrated like a spinning bead. Bai Lang's sharp internal force could not be strengthened to penetrate the opponent. "Huashan swordsmanship also has Tai Chi?" Bai Lang was a little confused. The swordsmanship in front of him was strict, but there was a soft force like Tai Chi in it. "Maybe Hao Datong's inheritance really has the meaning of Tai Chi?"
However, Bai Lang felt that it was not so. After a few careful moves, Bai Lang felt that it would be more appropriate to use the Confucian method of hiding a needle in cotton. The old man in front of him was indeed difficult fight. Bai Lang's strength was difficult to hit, and the old man often counterattacked while removing Bai Lang's strength - the sharp sword energy could pierce Bai Lang's flesh without superimposed strength, but it was difficult to cause damage to his meridians.
In this world, only this old man made him feel like a hedgehog and hard to eat. This Huashan Sect Leader's martial arts skills were so high that Bai Lang had never seen him before. Qin Wujiu didn't take action, but he didn't count. However, if the situation continued, even though this Huashan Sect Leader had deep internal strength and superb swordsmanship, he would still lose in the end. It was because Bai Lang was young and strong. His external martial arts skills had reached the pinnacle in this world. His skin, flesh and meridians were like a bronze bell. If he couldn't cause serious damage to Bai Lang, there would be no way to drag it out to the end.
When the two fought, they never hesitated to destroy anything, especially Bai Lang, who practiced powerful external martial arts. The Thirteen Taibao's skill of practicing the Golden Bell Cover made him extremely powerful in terms of destruction. It was really powerful to demolish the house on the official ship. A casual collision would create a big hole. Wherever his fists and feet went, the wood would break or be smashed into pieces. The old man's swordsmanship was not much worse. Wherever the sword light went, the wood, silk and other things were all shredded, but Bai Lang's fists and feet could not shred it.
Soon, half of the official ship was destroyed and collapsed. Eunuch Cao was kind enough to withdraw all the people and let them fight. He just used a whisk to brush away the flying wood and other things. Eunuch Cao had no intention of fighting. He did not even show a trace of hostility. He just stood aside without any smoke or fire, and he was still several feet away. Bai Lang was fierce and fierce, and he became more and more courageous as the battle went on. It seemed that the old man could not defeat Bai Lang now.
The sword flashed in a circle, directly cutting off a few pieces of wood, which flew outward and landed on the water under the force of the sword. The old man's sword flashed and rushed towards Bai Lang's eyes, forcing Bai Lang to protect his eyes with both hands. Until now, the old man still couldn't find out where Bai Lang's weakness was. However, eyes are fragile after all, and they can also be regarded as a weakness. Since Bai Lang protected his eyes, his hands were inevitably loosened, so the old man flew out directly as if there was a string pulling on his body.
The old man tapped the wooden board on the water with his toes, and he immediately flew across the water several feet wide, landed on a small boat, raised the sail and sailed downstream, much faster than the official ship. Bai Lang stopped and looked at Eunuch Cao, "Excuse me, Eunuch Cao. This is also a matter of the martial arts world, isn't it? It's a favor to Mr. Qin?" Eunuch Cao also smiled, "Of course, this time we are giving face to the head of Huashan. Since he has done such a thing, next time he will be arrested as a traitor."
"If he assassinated a high-ranking official, he is not a rebel, then there is really no rebellion. He can't even change his mind when the wind blows, how can he be the leader? Do you really want to drag everyone in Huashan down with you?" Bai Lang said with a smile, and Eunuch Cao twisted his mouth but didn't respond. The entire Huashan Sect was killed by you, Bai Yuzhu, and there are only a few people left except the leader. The only remaining second-generation master has a broken hand... Now that he said this, Eunuch Cao didn't know how to respond.
But thinking about it, maybe it's an opportunity. At least one of Governor Sun's staff Qin Wujiu must be at least a prefect or even a minister of the six ministries. It seems possible to let such a scholar who was born as a juren to reorganize Huashan Sect? Maybe Huashan Sect will become a sect dedicated to the Six Gates... "Huashan Sect seems to be in trouble?" Bai Lang looked at Eunuch Cao, "Eunuch, do you have any news here? Why not tell me?"
Eunuch Cao sighed, "The East Factory and the Imperial Guard are no longer in the past. We can only listen to this news." The two found a place where the front half of the official ship was not damaged and sat down. Eunuch Cao had already ordered to change boats, but they had to go to the dock. "Huashan Sect, the disciples in the middle have been killed by you, Bai Shaobao. The first person to assassinate you, Bai Shaobao, was the lover of that little disciple." When he said this, Eunuch Cao laughed a few times.
"The person who took her away should be the disciple of the master's eldest disciple. The middle-aged woman is the wife of the second disciple, also a disciple of the Huashan master - they both have a child who is only one year old..." Eunuch Cao said here, "It's a pity that we can't catch these traitors." After saying this, the so-called East Factory Jinyiwei only had this much information, or rather, this was the only information they were willing to tell Bai Lang.
"You don't have to leave if you come again." Bai Lang said, "I wonder if there will be more assassinations in the future? Hahahahaha."