Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Water columns drew water from the river and shot up into the sky. In an instant, ten dragons appeared on the river.

Gu Wufei's face was expressionless, he raised his long sword, and ten dragons connected head to tail and swooped towards Lao Wang.

Lao Wang smiled slightly, clenched his fist with five fingers, and blasted it out from the air.

boom--!

Amidst the ear-piercing whistling sound, a dragon that bore the brunt exploded to pieces!

After one punch, there was another punch.

Lao Wang punched ten times in a row!

Bang bang bang bang!

Before the ten dragons could reach him, they exploded one after another and turned into countless water droplets, splashing around. A huge mist suddenly appeared on the river.

Seeing this scene, Gu Wufei was not surprised but smiled, his eyes burst with cold light, and he shouted: "Ning!"

The next moment, all the water droplets in the air naturally stretched into thin small swords. Each small sword contained a hint of terrifying sword energy!

Gu Wufei stepped forward, held the sword in both hands, and struck down hard. The small swords poured down like heavy rain!

It’s the Gu family’s swordsmanship that makes raindrops fall!

Looking at the raindrops falling on his head and face, Lao Wang looked indifferent and was about to retreat, but at this moment, he suddenly let out a light sigh and immediately looked down.

At some point, his two feet actually got stuck in two small whirlpools, as if he were trapped in a quagmire, unable to move even an inch.

"Did you fall into this guy's trap?" Lao Wang curled his lips and muttered: "Damn it, I have to buy another pillow."

As he spoke, he raised the pink pillow with one hand and faced the overwhelming raindrops.

"Stupid." Gu Wuyi said contemptuously.

Sure enough, when the raindrops came into contact with the pillow, they made a series of dense popping sounds. The surface of the pillow was like a hornet's nest, with countless small holes punctured and shattered, and many white feathers flew out. These feathers were densely packed in an instant.

Swallowed by raindrops, there is no trace anymore.

Lao Wang's figure also disappeared into the pouring rain.

suddenly--

Gu Wufei's pupils suddenly shrank!

I saw the raindrops containing sword energy falling on the naked old Wang, but they seemed to fall on the iron block, and actually made a clanking sound!

Every drop of rainwater was bounced off and then shot onto the lake, causing ripples in circles.

"How is that possible!" A look of shock appeared on Gu Wufei's face, and he lost his voice: "My sword energy can't break through his defense!"

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." Lao Wang's voice came from the "heavy rain", "I haven't taken a shower for a long time, and I just have a good time this time."

A slight shudder ran through Gu Wufei's heart. At this moment, listening to Lao Wang's pleasant voice, he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​retreating.

At this moment, the heavy rain stopped, and Lao Wang's figure appeared on the river again.

In his hand, there was an extra mask.

This is a mask with a pure black background without any patterns on it, making it look a bit plain.

But when Lao Wang slowly put it on, the mask seemed to come to life, with golden flowing lines slowly outlined, eventually forming a tiger head shape.

"I haven't worn it for so long, and I'm still a little used to it." Lao Wang said leisurely: "After taking a shower, it's time to go back to bed."

"This...this is..." Staring at the mask on Lao Wang's face, Gu Wufei's face turned pale and his body trembled slightly.

"No...that's impossible."

Gu Wufei looked at Lao Wang and trembled in disbelief: "How could you be..."

Lao Wang didn't speak, he just crossed his arms and looked at him quietly.

The golden tiger stripes shine in the moonlight, and the tiger's eyes are wide open, exuding a frightening cold light.

Gu Wufei's rapid heartbeat and slight breathing sounds were extremely clear in the quiet and eerie atmosphere.

Lao Wang yawned, "I've been beaten, I've been looked at, can you die now?"

Gu Wufei's heart seemed to skip a beat, and the fear in his heart suddenly reached its peak!

The other party put on the mask in front of him and never thought about letting him leave alive!

I'm going to die! I'm going to die here!

Gu Wufei's pupils suddenly shrank into needles, and the next moment he suddenly turned around and rushed back like lightning.

Lao Wang stood there, letting him escape, but with his knees slightly bent, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, as if it had been hammered into a circular pit by an invisible sledgehammer.

Lao Wang stood on it, emitting a faint earthy yellow light, raised his arm, and punched Gu Wufei in the direction of his escape.

Boom----!

As if the sound barrier was broken, there was an explosion in the air, and the powerful fist squeezed the air into a tiger-head-shaped shock wave, which suddenly rushed towards Gu Wufei!

A terrifying tiger roar suddenly sounded on the river, which shocked the whole year.

Wherever the shock wave passes, the water surface sinks downwards, forming a long water channel. Huge water splashes on both sides of the water channel, like two huge waves!

When he mentioned the roar of the tiger getting closer and closer behind him, Gu Wufei felt a biting chill rush straight to the sky. He froze and wanted to jump to the sky.

But it's still a step too late.

boom----!

The powerful shock wave hit his back hard, directly shaking his clothes into powder. Amidst the sound of dense bones breaking, he spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and his whole body flew out like a kite with broken strings, smashing

On the water surface, a series of splashes appeared.

"It's finally time to call it a day." Lao Wang yawned heavily, and then walked towards Gu Wufei.

At this moment, bursts of green smoke were rising from the water, but Lao Wang's powerful punch instantly evaporated a large area of ​​the river water, making the entire river surface look like a layer of beautiful mist.

Lao Wang was walking in the mist, his feet making ripples on the river, as if an embroiderer's hands were embroidering brocade on the river.

This should have been a poetic scene.

It's a pity...

Walking on the river was a shirtless middle-aged man who exuded murderous intent.
Chapter completed!