People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

"Sword theory?" Chu Qing was startled, "What is that?"

"You don't know?" Ji Xuan looked at Chu Qing and said in surprise: "In a year and a half, it will be the day of the ten-year battle between Tian Dao and Confucian Sword."

"Heavenly Sword, Confucian Sword?!" A flash of shock flashed in Chu Qing's eyes,

Heavenly Sword, Lin Zhanqing.

Confucian sword, Li Qingyi.

Both of them are listed as Wu Zhao Tian in China mainland!

"Lin Zhanqing and Li Qingyi have a fight?" Chu Qing turned to look at Mu Ziqing.

Confucian swordsman Li Qingyi is not only Wu Zhaotian, but also the head of the Sword Sect, one of the seven sages in the Chinese mainland.

And Mu Ziqing is a disciple of the Sword Sect.

"It's true." Mu Ziqing nodded and said softly.

"A showdown between the number one swordsman and the number one swordsman in this era..." Chu Qing murmured, "It's really exciting."

"The battle location is at Jianzong. Let Mu Mu take us there when the time comes."

Ji Xuan smiled slightly, and then thought of something. He looked at Mu Ziqing and asked with interest, "I mean, Mu Mu, when you left the Sword Sect, you didn't have anything to do with the sister Yan'er that Xiao Ming mentioned, right?"

Hearing this, the corner of Mu Ziqing's mouth twitched slightly, then she put away her Qingping sword and walked into the forest without looking back.

"Hey, Mu Mu, don't be shy, tell me a story about you and Li Yan'er." Ji Xuan chased after him with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qing couldn't help but smile knowingly, and took steps to follow.

The three of them stood side by side and disappeared into the shadow of the jungle.

"Xiaoqing, you have to work hard for your date the day after tomorrow."

"I'll blanch, how did you know it was the day after tomorrow!"

"Um...Mumu told me."

"Okay Mumu, you actually eavesdropped!"

"No...no."

"Then how did you know the date?"

"The wind is everywhere in this world."

"That's not how wind awakening works, Hundan!"

......

On a big tree in the forest, Ouyang Xiaoming sneezed and woke up from his sleep.

"It's so comfortable." He stretched beautifully.

"Eh?"

He looked at the positioning table and scratched his head in confusion.

"how..."

"There is no one left..."

......

When night comes, the moonlight is bright and bright, pouring on the ground like lotion.

After four days and three nights of fierce fighting, Chu Qing was exhausted. When he got home, he said hello to Uncle Fang, then fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Time turned and it was already midnight

A figure quietly fell from the sky and appeared in the yard.

This was a masked man, dressed in black, with a long sword on his waist. He gently pushed the door open and walked straight to Chu Qing's room.

His feet hit the ground without making a sound. They seemed slow but were extremely fast. After a few steps, he arrived at Chu Qing's door.

At this moment, a cloud came and blocked the moonlight, making the whole house dark.

The masked man put his hand on the handle and gently turned it. At this moment, the space around him suddenly distorted. The next moment, the masked man found himself back in the yard.

He pulled out his long sword with a "chun" sound and looked around cautiously. His skill in spatial movement was not inferior to that of Wei Changhong.

"The young master is sleeping soundly. Guests should not disturb him."

A voice suddenly came from behind the masked man. He quickly turned around and saw that an old man in a decent butler's uniform was slowly pouring tea into a teacup. There was an empty chair opposite, as if prepared for him.

This strange scene made the masked man's nerves tense suddenly, and the right hand holding the sword was unknowingly covered with sweat.

"There's no need to be nervous, guest." The old man finished pouring the tea and looked at the masked man with a smile. "After all, you broke into the young master's house trespassing. It's me who should be afraid."

"But it seems that you are not afraid at all." The masked man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been modified with a voice changer.

"You are the first guest of Yunshi Pavilion from afar, how could I be afraid." The old man picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. "Although I also want to speak out for my young master, my strength is low."

"So there is someone else who killed you today."

"The head of the Gu family, Gu Wufei."

Seeing the old man in front of him reveal his identity, Gu Wufei's pupils suddenly shrank, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the roof.

There a figure was standing in the darkness, motionless, like a sculpture.

Gu Wufei was suddenly wary, but he didn't leave just yet. He wanted to see who the two people who were pretending to be here today were!

After a while, the clouds passed by and the moonlight shone on the world again.

When the moonlight reflected the figure's appearance, Gu Wufei's eyes immediately showed an expression of extreme astonishment.

Even a little to laugh.

It was actually a middle-aged man who was naked, with only a pink pillow covering his lower body. At this time, this man was looking at the sky intoxicatedly.

It turned out to be a bad pen.

Gu Wufei was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He was almost fooled by an old man and a fool today.

"The moonlight is really nice today."

Gu Wufei stiffened and his pupils shrank.

This idiot can actually force his voice to a perfect level!

The so-called line bending is a technique that uses the source material to compress the sound into a linear shape, and then spread the sound out. Using this technique, the conversation between two people can be carried out in silence. Discovered by a third person.

It's just that if you want to use forced sound to form a line, you not only need to control the source material to a subtle level, but also need an extremely powerful source level. Theoretically, it is impossible to use this technique without entering the second level of martial arts. of.

Obviously, this seemingly perverted middle-aged man has considerable strength.

Gu Wufei narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man slowly lowered his head and grinned: "This friend, in the middle of the night, do you have anything to do with my neighbor?"

Gu Wufei did not respond to this sentence and said coldly: "You want to hinder me?"

"It's not that I'm hindering you, I'm just seeing you unhappy." The middle-aged man looked at Gu Wufei with a half-smile, "If you are still alive after the beating, I promise not to stop you."

Gu Wufei: "..."

The middle-aged man said casually: "In that case, let me briefly introduce myself."

"I am Chu Qing's next door neighbor."

"The name..."

"Just call me Lao Wang!"

"Old bastard?" Gu Wufei muttered.

However, the next moment, he felt a powerful force grabbing his forehead and pushing him back suddenly!

In an instant, he was pushed hundreds of meters by this force and reached a river, and he kissed the river beach fiercely.

"Ivory can't come out of a dog's mouth." Lao Wang said disdainfully as he let go of his hand on his head.

"Stop pretending to be dead here, do you want to fight?" He kicked Gu Wufei on the butt again, and saw Gu Wufei flying backwards in an instant, tapping his toes, and standing on the water.

"How else would the outside world say that the Gu family is timid and bullies others? It's really disgusting that I beat my son." Looking at Gu Wufei, who was waiting on the water, a sarcastic smile appeared on Lao Wang's lips.

Gu Wufei's vulture-like eyes shone coldly like ice, "Have you ever considered the consequences of offending our Gu family?"

Lao Wang pointed at himself and asked, "Then have you considered the consequences of offending Chu Qing's next-door neighbor, Lao Wang?"

Hearing this, Gu Wufei smiled coldly and said, "You are very strong, but bringing me here was your fatal mistake."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. The river water under his feet rolled and surged. A gurgling sound similar to a boiling pot came from the water. Then a water column rose into the sky and turned into a water dragon, hovering. In mid-air.

"Oh?" A look of surprise flashed across Lao Wang's eyes, "Water element awakened?"

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Water columns drew water from the river and shot up into the sky. In a blink of an eye, 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 Old 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, another punch.

Lao Wang punched ten times in a row!

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 slashed 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 fell into two small whirlpools, as if they 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 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 alive. The golden flow lines were slowly outlined, eventually forming a tiger head shape.

"I'm still a little used to it after not wearing it for so long." 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 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 sounded extremely clear in the quiet and eerie atmosphere.

Lao Wang yawned, "I've beaten you, I've watched you, 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!

Will die! I will 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 entire year.

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

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

But 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 shattering, he spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and his whole body flew out like a kite with its string broken, smashing On the surface of the water, there was a series of splashes.

"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 rose 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 strolled in the mist, his feet making ripples on the river, as if the embroiderer's jade hands had embroidered 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.