Chapter 500

As soon as Bai Lang landed, he roared directly, which was the sound-killing technique of the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist. Bai Lang's fierce tiger roar, supported by magic power, set off visible waves that spread outward in a hemispherical shape. The Death Eaters who were swept by it shook violently, and some even fell down directly and were blown away by the sound wave. The pause in their movements gave Bai Lang enough opportunity.

His figure grew, and he slapped away the red disarming light emitted by Harry Potter—sorry, magical martial arts are like this, just like two lightsabers can block each other, his palm attached with magic power can also slap away spells. There are many spells that are invisible and colorless, but the spells really used for combat damage are almost all colored light. Slapping away Harry's spell was to avoid interference.

This wasn't it; the target Harry originally aimed at was grabbed by Bai Lang, and it was the kind grabbed by the chest. Bai Lang's claws broke through the colorful magic protection and grabbed Antonin Dolohov's chest, his five fingers grabbing into the skin and flesh like steel nails, hooking onto the ribs of his chest. Bai Lang under the hood smiled, and his face was seen clearly by Dolohov. Under the intense pain, Dolohov didn't even have time to cast a spell.

So Bai Lang exerted force, the power penetrated the body, and then his five fingers closed and tore. Accompanied by a loud cracking sound, the upper body of Dolohov became thinner. Bai Lang held a bloody rib fan in his hand, and of course, the skin and flesh on it and half of his robe. This blood light also soared into the sky, Dolohov's internal organs began to slide down, his eyeballs stared extremely wide, and his hands dropped his wand, desperately trying to stuff his internal organs back.

He let out a shrill wail and cry, and even his Death Eater companions were frightened. What a ferocious dark wizard Antonin Dolohov was; I didn't expect that when he fell into the fate of death, he would also be in this state. Bai Lang just laughed out loud, and there was a sense of satisfaction in this laughter. The killing brought him enough satisfaction, but it seemed it wasn't enough. Bai Lang threw away this whole rib fan casually, and by the way, sent a Qi bomb to smash Dolohov's lungs and liver.

"You can't live, but you won't die so fast! Hahahaha. Wail, you idiot!" Bai Lang jumped away and rushed directly to the second unlucky guy. At this moment, Bai Lang's figure was developed, and his strength had grown a lot, making it easier to break through magic defense. In the process of pouncing, Bai Lang turned directly into a huge fierce tiger, and at the same time, a hyena appeared out of thin air, rushing directly to the Death Eaters and biting wildly.

The roar of the fierce tiger and the strange laughter of the hyena shocked the entire Ministry of Magic. Bai Lang pounced on a Death Eater, and in the collision, this guy's wand flew out directly, and when pouncing, the bones of this unlucky Death Eater also broke several. "No! Don't! Please don't!" This person was still wailing, and Bai Lang saw his face. This ugly face was now full of pleading. "Yaxley..." Bai Lang thought.

But the movements of his hands were not slow at all. While his claws were tearing, he bit the guy's neck. The tiger that Bai Lang transformed into was as big as a water buffalo, and one front paw almost covered two-thirds of Yaxley's chest. With one tear, the ribs and the internal organs below were torn, and the range covered by that mouth was not only the neck, but also the lower half of the head.

After one bite, let alone the neck, the lower half of this guy's skull, including the mandible, was crushed. It was truly a passionate kiss. Bai Lang loosened his mouth after one bite, and this ugly Death Eater was already unable to live. The hyena hadn't killed anyone yet; this guy was larger, but his attack technique was not as good as Bai Lang's. When Bai Lang got up again, he had returned to human form, and with a turn of his hand, he used his wand to split a spell.

At this time, Dolohov was still wailing and struggling, unable to die for a while. And Bai Lang saw that Bellatrix and Malfoy already had looks of fear on their faces. Bai Lang chose Walden Macnair, the executioner of the Ministry of Magic. After he rushed over, he smashed his wand down, and immediately Macnair, this thug, was smashed into a mess. His spells were not very powerful, and he was smashed by Bai Lang's chaotic wand technique.

This guy was immediately in a hurry and couldn't block—if he used the executioner's big axe to block, it would be fine, but he happened to hold a wand like a chopstick in his hand. Could this thing block Bai Lang's wand as thick as a duck egg? So first the wand broke, and then wherever it was smashed, it deformed, and the sound of bone fractures was endless. When Bai Lang finished a good beating and retreated, Macnair was already lying on the ground like a pile of mud.

His bones were broken a lot, Bai Lang's power penetrated the body and hammered his internal organs into mud, his skull was broken, and the cerebral hemorrhage was also very serious. Basically, this one was also dead for sure. Macnair was a leather bag.

With another furious scream, the Death Eaters on the field suddenly woke up, and Harry Potter and the others in front were also in a daze, actually not running out. A huge black cloak floated over, and when it landed, it was Voldemort. Harry Potter hadn't seen the noseless Voldemort, but the scar on his head made him confirm for the first time that this pale, noseless, hairless, hairless monster was Voldemort.

This Voldemort held a wand in his hand, walking like a meteor, but his attention was not on Harry Potter at all. His eyes were fixed on Bai Lang, as if facing a great enemy.

And at this time, the hyena had also arrived at Bai Lang's side, still making weird laughter, ready to launch an attack at any time. Bai Lang held his wand, also looking at Voldemort and his Death Eaters in front of him. Harry Potter and the others spontaneously leaned behind Bai Lang. There was no way; in this situation, Bai Lang was the most important backbone. "Don't worry, Dumbledore will probably come in at most a minute, maybe in..."

Bai Lang's words just reached here, and immediately there was a flash of magic. Several people appeared here suddenly—led by Dumbledore, most of the members of his Order of the Phoenix who could fight had arrived. At this time, Bai Lang launched, the hyena rushed out first, and Bai Lang hid his figure behind the hyena—this was to avoid Voldemort's Avada Kedavra. The hyena could take the first shot, and then Voldemort would not have the chance for a second shot.

Dumbledore's arrival stunned everyone. In the blink of an eye, the hyena rushed to the front with a foul-smelling drool—with Voldemort's ability, he could only manage to cast one Avada Kedavra. After hitting the hyena, the hyena immediately turned into black smoke and disappeared, but Bai Lang's face had already appeared in front of the noseless one, less than three feet away. ===== CHAPTER 501 =====