Chapter 841

However, at this time, the knives and swords of others had also arrived. Bai Lang curled his body, and after a flash, he used this person as his meat shield. Immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere. This unlucky guy hadn't had time to die after being stabbed by Bai Lang with a sword, but was instead dismembered by his own ruthless companions. Among the flying corpse pieces, there were even those that turned black and emitted a foul smell, which was undoubtedly chopped by the weapons fed with poison.

Bai Lang naturally splashed with blood, and this attack also made Bai Lang break out in a cold sweat—this was indeed his first close-quarters fight with multiple enemies, and they were martial arts people with cold weapons. Life and death were just in that instant. At this time, he felt hot all over, and that desire to fight suddenly turned cold. He felt as if he clearly knew the position of every opponent, the length and weight of their weapons, the speed of their moves, and the flow of force on the weapons...

This was a breakthrough in the face of battle. This might be the "cheat" truly hidden in Bai Lang's heart—this was the cheat of fighting. The virtual character who had a similar cheat before might be called Xiao Feng... However, Bai Lang might also be an illusion, an illusion caused by pressure. Anyway, whether it was an illusion or a breakthrough of a new type of person, he would know in just a split second—because the attack of the other party, which was like chopping dumpling filling, came again.

These martial arts people were about the same level as Bai Lang. They had internal force but it wasn't very strong, and they didn't have the ability to leave the body. It was just that internal force could make them strong and light, and they could exert some moves that would be considered flower frames when there was no internal force. For Bai Lang, these were very difficult opponents to deal with. One-on-one, he might not be afraid of anyone, but now it was five or six people besieging him, so he had to squeeze out all his potential to fight.

Such a battle ignited Bai Lang's fighting spirit. As soon as he rushed out from the broken "cover", his body grew—this was the skill of his Tiger Form True Meaning again. His whole body was like a big cat, his spine could be retracted and released. When retracted, it was like a round ball, and when released, it was directly like a spring being stretched. His arm reached out again, and the short sword in his hand stabbed into someone's chest and abdomen. For a moment, Bai Lang didn't take back the short sword, let go of his hand, and left the short sword stuck in the human bone. His spine bounced, and he turned around and lunged.

Although the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield couldn't block the knives and swords attached with internal force, the effect of reducing damage was certain, and where the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield gathered, it was quite similar to gold and iron. And Bai Lang's double claws were originally practiced into tiger claws, and now attached with the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield, they were even more like weapons. He lunged at a swordsman whose sword technique was round and smooth like pulling silk. In the soft silk, he would suddenly stab a point, hurting people's ears, eyes, heart, and throat. Perhaps it was really a good sword technique.

However, Bai Lang didn't have so much time to entangle with this person. He just protected his eyes with one hand and lunged directly into the sword circle of this swordsman. The sword cut his clothes, stabbed and grazed his body. Even the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield couldn't block it, and he was cut with many wounds. Trading injury for life, Bai Lang had already made this preparation. Rushing into the middle palace, Bai Lang roared like a tiger and tore out with both claws, while his head lowered slightly to protect his eyes with his forehead—who knows if this voice would heal them after the mission was over? Infinite flow novels all have this kind of good treatment.

The human skull is the hardest part with this frontal bone, and in some cases, it can even bounce or lodge small-caliber pistol bullets, and with the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield, this hardness goes a step further. Bai Lang estimated that the sword might not be able to break into the skull. And time couldn't wait for the swordsman's movements. Bai Lang's lunge with both claws carried a fishy wind, faster than the speed of blinking, and it had already touched his body...

The power of this slap and grab was probably thousands of pounds. He slapped the swordsman's body, and before he could fly out, he immediately turned his palm into a claw and grabbed it. With the force of flying out, the ribs on the swordsman's chest were torn off directly, and Bai Lang held a piece of flesh and blood with a set of ribs in his hand... And Bai Lang quickly threw the ribs horizontally to block the eyes of others, and he himself lunged out again with this momentum.

Close-quarters fighting, there is no weapon more cruel than fists, feet, and tiger claws. With Bai Lang's current strength, it was truly bone-breaking and tendon-snapping wherever he touched, and it was a blood gourd immediately wherever he grabbed. However, the other party was not giving it for nothing. In such a fight, they could also leave wounds on Bai Lang—this guy only needed to pay attention not to be hit by the weapon fed with poison, as for other places, he could use the thick skin and flesh strengthened by the Golden Bell Shield internal force to block—getting hurt is better than dying.

And his next target was the guy who used the poison sword. To deal with this person, Bai Lang also grabbed the dead person he had just killed as a shield, and in the shortest time, broke this person's neck, twisted his body into a twist, and the price was being cut three times in the back, and being hit by a soft whip on his butt, and a shoulder...

When Bai Lang finally killed all these people with the help of his "perception", he sat on a corpse, tired and powerless. "I didn't expect to really break through, and there is really this kind of 'Martial God Cheat', but these wounds on my body... If I'm unlucky, I might really bleed to death. I still have to wrap it up." The fight from beginning to end, Bai Lang calculated that it was less than two minutes. This high-intensity killing made those people not even have time to fear and escape, and everyone fought to the end.

"It's really hard, isn't it? As soon as I came out, I shouted, and then came up to besiege me. I don't know what forces they are... But what hall master did they shout? Could it be the subordinate of that target? What was that guy called?" Bai Lang helped himself wrap up the wounds clumsily. It was a pity that there were many knife and sword wounds on his body, and some could see the bones, but fortunately, the Golden Bell Shield internal force reduction effect was effective, and he controlled the muscles to contract tightly to stop the bleeding, making the wrapping effect still acceptable.

Anyway, it was just washing clean with water, and then wrapping it layer by layer with cloth and wrapping it tightly—this cloth was quite hard to find, and could only be torn from the dead and wrapped. "It will definitely be infected..." Bai Lang cursed, but there were only twelve hours left, and with his physical fitness, he should be able to support it—and later, either be erased or be able to go back, so there was no need to worry.

Now that the people were dead, it was impossible to ask for directions, and after the bleeding fight, Bai Lang felt quite dry-mouthed. Fortunately, there were streams around, and while washing his body clean, he also had a good drink—regardless of whether there were parasites or not, anyway, it was only a day's work. Since he couldn't distinguish the direction, he could only think seriously about the situation he saw when he first came out, maybe he could deduce the correct direction—after all, the situation of those few dead ghosts at the beginning should be guarding, right. ===== CHAPTER 842 =====