Miracle doctor tao yun

Can the mob defeat the great master of Baizhan?

No one believed it, but it was true.

Is the mob too strong?

Naturally, it's not. It's all mobs. How strong can it be? Compared with the real army, the white tiger army in front of us is more like a group of mountain bandits. Burning, killing, looting, and fighting are all based on bravery. It's not only out of order, but also out of command in the battlefield.

That's a hundred battles hero, too weak?

Naturally, it's not. Since it can be called a hundred battles grand division, even if it's worse, it can't be worse. Not only are the generals of the Han Army old qualifications, but even every soldier is a hundred battles warrior who has been to the Western meat grinder battlefield. The military discipline is strict, and orders and prohibitions are forbidden. There are not many better than this army in the Han Army, but not many.

But why does this happen?

Because the commander of the white tiger army is Zhang Wuliang.

Although Zhang Wuliang was born in mud leg, he was cruel and bloodthirsty, but he learned a good fighting method from somewhere. In particular, he seemed to have an immortal body. He had no taboo to fight before the battle. Even the most elite army could not resist his attack.

The Great Han's hundred battles army was in front of him. He still rushed in without hesitation, one person and one knife, three in and three out, killing a river of blood. Finally, he cut off the commander's head with hundreds of thousands of troops.

Such a fierce man is unheard of and unheard of. Even the military headquarters of the Han Dynasty called him reincarnation of the fierce devil.

The goal of Wu Xiaobai's trip is this limitless picture.

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In the army tent, Zhang Wuliang eats meat and drinks. His generals are drinking freely, and everyone is holding the people's daughter.

These women are not ordinary women from poor families, but women from rich families or official families who were plundered by them after the city was broken.

At this time, all the women seemed to be walking dead. They were played by these generals, but there was no resistance.

"Marshal, there's a Taoist outside the tent asking to see you." Suddenly, a sergeant came in.

Zhang Wuliang is not as full of flesh, big arms and round waist as the rumor outside. On the contrary, he is not tall, handsome and handsome. If he is not wearing armor and hair, he is more like a white faced scholar than a frightening devil.

"Taoist?"

Zhang Wuliang sneered: "there are not ten Taoists who have been killed by me these years, and there are also eight or nine. How can there be people who are not afraid of death?"

"Dashai, the state of the Han Dynasty is based on Taoism. Naturally, there are many Taoists. The way that the Taoists came to assassinate dashai a few days ago is not common. It's a pity that the head is not hard enough to block the White Tiger Blade of the dashai. Ha ha ha..."

"Ha ha ha..."

Laugh in the tent.

Zhang Wuliang didn't smile. He just played with the wine pot in his hand, and suddenly told him outside the tent, "since you want to see Ben Shuai, let him come in. Ben Shuai wants to see which family is coming this time, Longhu Mountain or Wudang Mountain?"

"Yes."

The sergeant answered.

Not long after, the big account was lifted, and a young Taoist walked in slowly. It was Wu Xiaobai.

Wu Xiaobai glanced at the situation in the account and said to Zhang Wuliang, "Marshal Zhang, I'm very polite."

"Presumptuous!"

The next general Teng stood up and said angrily, "which Taoist are you from? Why don't you kneel when you see my commander?"

Having said that, other people have deceived Wu Xiaobai, and his sword is shining cold and murderous.

Wu Xiaobai saw this, but his face did not change at all. He burst out laughing: "I was born to worship Xuantian sect leader, but I don't know what to worship Zhang dashai."

"That's a lot of guts."

"Thief way, but you are living impatient?"

This time, it caused a lot of anger. In addition to Zhang Wuliang, the other generals in the Army stood up with fierce spirits and fierce eyes. They wanted to swallow Wu Xiaobai alive.

As for Zhang Wuliang, he still picked up the wine pot and brought it to his mouth. He drank it happily and didn't seem to care about the scene in front of him.

"I will kill you first."

The general with the big knife roared, and the big knife in his hand cleaved down against Wu Xiaobai's head. The knife was sharp and fierce.

However, Wu Xiaobai did not hide. He let the sword fall on his head. He only heard a bang, such as the strike of gold and iron. The general felt his hands numb. He could not help retreating four or five steps before he stopped.

"Is it the iron head skill that this thief's way is refining? Is it so hard?"

The other generals were surprised, but they didn't hesitate to fight Wu Xiaobai with swords, swords, guns or spears.

Wu Xiaobai stood in the same place, still motionless. He just recited the mantra in his mouth and pointed in the air. All of a sudden, the thunder roared, the thunder broke out, and the light and electricity crisscrossed and swept out.

Bang BangThe besieged generals flew out one by one and fell to the ground, screaming incessantly, not to mention being embarrassed.

At this time, Zhang Wuliang raised his head.

He stared at Wu Xiaobai, and even a smile appeared on his face: "you Taoist have some abilities, but you don't know how many swords you can block me?"

Before his voice fell, he turned over and grabbed it. A big white blade sword with blood lines came out of the scabbard. With a loud tiger roar, Zhang Wuliang came up.

Wu Xiaobai's face was dignified when he saw this scene. What he saw in his eyes was not Zhang Wuliang's sword with white blood lines, but a huge white tiger with white eyes and blood lines all over his body. He roared and rushed in front of him. His evil spirit was overwhelming and his momentum was extremely impressive.

"Roar..."

The tiger roared in the sky, and the light of the sword was like a line in the sky. In an instant, it was just before Wu Xiaobai's forehead, and the terrible Qi almost made people gasp.

"Imperial edict!"

Wu Xiaobai opened his mouth and let out a light whistling out, but it was a yellowing bamboo ruler, which was intercepted in front of the white tiger in an instant. With the sound of a clear voice, it was brilliant.

"Roar..."

The white tiger seemed to be in great pain when he got the light of the bamboo ruler. He growled and tore it down. However, the bamboo ruler flashed away and never appeared.

Bang.

The next moment, Zhang Wuliang only felt the sharp pain coming from his back. He suddenly turned around and saw Wu Xiaobai hit him on his shoulder with a bamboo ruler in his hand.

It shocked him.

You know, he has become a white tiger warrior. As far as the physical strength is concerned, it is almost as good as the Buddha's golden body in the West. He even beat himself with a bamboo ruler to get hurt. Is it really so severe? Or, what kind of treasure is the bamboo ruler?

Zhang Wuliang retreated with his knife, but many thoughts flashed in his mind. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and people rushed to Wu Xiaobai again.