The man with loose hair, wearing a loose white brocade robe, was loosely wrapped around a silver-white belt, knotted randomly. Tan reveals a strong chest and a well-defined lower abdomen.
Lu Bing vaguely saw that the man's chest and lower abdomen had several scars, and when he thought of the soldier of hundred battles, he couldn't help admiring him, but he became more vigilant.
The man was wearing big silk bloomers, bare feet, as if he had just woke up, and he was gently shaking a fan in his hand.
"It's all because of you, and I was woken up." The man complained; "I hope your cavalry is worthy of the name, otherwise it will be a pity for my dream."
"Who are you?" Lu Bingyang said.
"Me?" The man was shocked when he heard someone ask him who he was, then looked down at his dress, and then said: "I am called Baisheng now."
Yang Sen couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the strange name.
The man wasn't angry, he just said to Lu Bing: "I heard that you are very powerful. Back then, I repelled Arakkhan's 100,000 cavalry. It's just that I was still wearing open pants and couldn't compete with you. From the age of thirteen, I felt that no one in the world could beat me on the battlefield. Since you came to the door today, it’s just like a trial to see if you are really good, or if Ayak Khan is just bragging."
"How about winning? What about losing?" Lu Bing asked.
"If you win, I can only let you go." Bai Sheng sighed: "If you go, I won't be able to get out... Fortunately you can't win."
Lu Bing couldn't help but sneered: "Young people don't want to be too confident."
"You should be young, you should be more confident." Bai Sheng looked at Lu Bing and sighed, "Unfortunately you are nearly half a hundred years old. If you can be twenty years younger, I can also have more fun."
Lu Bing couldn't help laughing with anger, no one dared to despise himself so much.
However, Bai Sheng ignored Lu Bing’s thoughts, instead he said to himself: “Well, in addition to personal strength, good generals are also very important qualities for training and good command. Now that you are old, then we will Bibi Soldiers!"
"You don't know if you are old!" Lu Bing took a step forward, put his fingers on the handle of the knife, and said, "Have you never heard of a veteran playing the game?"
"You can still fight?" Bai Sheng actually showed ecstasy, and said: "I heard that Shura and the bulls and horses are fighting against you, and they are all retreating. This is really inconsistent with your name, I thought It’s because you have been an official for a long time, your skills are backwards, you can't fight!"
Lu Bing didn't answer, so he stood up long without any time.
Dong Hai wanted to persuade Lu Bing not to fight alone, but after hearing what Bai Sheng said, he knew that it was impossible to dissuade Lu Bing, so he couldn't help sighing. It was a pity for Bai Sheng.
At this moment, there was a voice suddenly, but it was not the person named Yanshi just now. This voice became more calm, saying: "The Holy Lord's command, you forgot?"
"Yasha! I thought you could take care of Lao Tzu's business if you believe that the Holy Lord would do it?" Bai Sheng pulled off his long gown, revealing his bruised and sturdy body. He stretched out his arms and asked the soldiers to put on him a battle armor. Arrogantly said: "Don't let Lao Tzu fight, Lao Tzu will go and kill you for three days!"
"You lunatic!" the voice called Yasha cursed.
Bai Sheng put on a strong black suit, put on a fiery red battle robe, and covered the dark and rough old armor on him. The young man who had just been lazy and noble immediately became a mighty and mighty general in all battles and triumphs!
Bai Sheng touched the armor covered with knife marks, and even his expression changed a lot.
Then he took a four-foot-long, four-finger-wide, two-handed dilapidated big knife with a jagged blade on the blade, like the sharp teeth of a devil, declaring that it is a warrior.
Bai Sheng said with a grim face: "This general is slaughtered! Come and fight!"
People slaughtered? People Tu Baiqi? !
Lu Bing looked at him and couldn't help but think of the Qin Kingdom's God of War. That peerless general who slaughtered millions!
Of course he won't really be white, he is just a lunatic who thinks he is white!
However, his arrogant and domineering arrogance made Lu Bing unable to take lightly.
Even the Yasha who peeked aside couldn't help but be speechless.
Although he has seen people go crazy more than once, every time he sees it, he feels terrified. Not only because people were terrified, but also because of the methods of the Holy Master.
He couldn't help but think of the origins of Human Tu...
Of course the person who slaughtered was not the person who slaughtered the Baisheng. This person slaughtered the Baisheng when he was wearing a white robe, and the one who slaughtered the Baisheng when he was wearing armor.
However, Yasha had no doubt that if Bai Qi was reborn, it would be nothing more than Bai Qi.
Just when Yasha was shivering to recall the origins of Tu Baisheng, Bai Sheng had already jumped down and pounced on Lu Bing!
Lu Bing didn't panic, he walked in the leisurely courtyard to meet Tu Baisheng.
Ren Tu Baisheng slashed down with a blunt knife. Lu Bing's knife that was still in its sheath just now was unsheathed, and it was standing under Ren Tu Baisheng's knife.
But Tu Baisheng, who looks thin, has no strength at all.
Lu Bing only felt his wrist sink, and he couldn't help changing his color slightly!
Lu Bing flipped his wrist, letting off Ren Tu Baisheng's sword strength, and then pierced Ren Tu's waist and abdomen!
Ren Tu turned around and dodged, and slashed again!
Lu Bing stopped being tricky, and deliberately tried to work hard, but also faced the slaughter's knife and slashed it over!
Only hear the cries of gold and iron! I saw sparks everywhere!
The two of them fought dozens of dollars in ping-pong-pong-pong between the electric light and flint!
The two finally took a step back and moved a distance apart, but they didn't stop in the slightest! Pounce on the opponent again!
Lu Bing waved his right hand! Ren Tu didn't let it go!
Only heard a crisp sound! Both knives were cut off!
The two of them did not hesitate to use the hand-cutting knife as a hidden weapon and threw them at each other. When the two knives collided and fell, Lu Bing had already raised his fist and fought with Ren Tu again!
The man without a knife is obviously not as good as Lu Bing.
Ren Tu's fists and feet were full of strength, but he was a little messy, and his strength was wasted.
In recent years, Lu Bing, combined with the guidance of Master Xiu De, the master of Liuhe Quan in Qingliang Temple, has long been a combination of inside and outside.
If Ren Tu and Lu Bing, who hadn't gone to Qingliang Temple, competed for speed and strength, they would still have a fight. But in the face of today's Lu Bing, Ren Tu's fist is undoubtedly worse.
Lu Bing's fists and feet are open and close, but he has a small capacity, sticks and sticks, pushes and smashes, various clever ways of using force, put the offense and defense of the slaughter into the palm of his hand, and quickly rushed to slaughter the hands and feet, and overwhelmed. .