Bai Lang clasped his hands and stood like this looking at the river in front of him. As his words fell, a person slowly rose from the river, this person's head was bare, and he couldn't even stand up to the water beads, and he slipped directly from his head without sticking to it. The man rose out of thin air, and there was still water running down his body, but in an instant his body was dry. The bald guy stood on the water as if he were on the ground.

Bai Lang looked at this bald guy, his thin body and face were quite cunning, he thought for a while, "Baitiao Gaoshun in the waves?" Bai Lang asked, "The reaction is quite fast." In that case, then don't say more, borrow your head for a while. ”

That Gao Shun grinned, revealing his ferocity, "Today's cultivation whim, I didn't expect it to be a mouse." When I peel your skin and hang it at the gate of the village, I want to see who else dares to come here to spread wild!" "This martial arts should be a battle for dominance at sea. Bai Lang muttered, but he was not used to this thief's head, and his body was torn out with a claw as soon as he moved.

The river was like a dragon being urged by the thief's head Gao Shun, and the minions, scales, and armor all appeared and rushed towards the white waves. However, with a burst of tiger claw, the head and front half of the water dragon's body were directly torn into falling splashes again. "False moves, between virtual and real?" Bai Lang snorted, turned his claws into palms, and firmly slapped Gao Shun who came along the water dragon. Sure enough, this martial art in the name of the dragon is indeed like a real dragon.

Especially on the water, it is more of a bonus - this strength is like a heavenly river pouring down, in which there are dragons with teeth and claws, and they want to swallow the palm power of Bai Lang's palm. Bai Lang's Nandou White Tiger Fist, this palm is a famous hall called the Nandou Golden Bell Shield, and a palm is placed horizontally like a big shield in the battle array. The strength is still on top of the metal shield, and it also has the power of shock. However, it was gradually dissolved in the strength of the dragon, and the power of the shock did not work at all.

The momentum of this dragon plate is extremely capable of accumulating energy, and Bai Lang has already understood it as soon as he takes his hand. At the moment, the strength is also a change, and it is directly turned into an extremely fierce external kung fu - there is no need for any penetrating dark energy, and there is no need for true qi to enter the body like a knife blade cutting, that is, simply use your own innate true qi to strengthen the body, and one claw, one fist and one palm are all vigorously striking, and they are destroyed from the outside in.

Stepping on the river water and urging the water vapor, this strength trapped the white waves as if the river was overturning the sea. "This is a group attack martial art. There was also a whirlwind around Bai Lang's body, frequently colliding with the dragon-shaped energy that suddenly appeared. Bai Lang seems to be able to deal with the Gao Shun in front of him, and the pressure is not very great - his horizontal kung fu is indeed powerful enough, and the other party does not dare to let him be close to him at all, and it is useless to urge the water vapor attack from a distance.

This martial art is far away but its strength will not weaken at all - as long as there is water vapor, but Bai Lang's horizontal practice kung fu is full of qi, and this long-distance qigong cannot be invaded at all - unless the real fists and feet intersect. The fighting momentum between the two sides was very powerful, and the river within a radius of 100 zhang rolled upside down, turning into a surging river like a heavenly river. And although Bai Lang did not expand his wind domain, nor did he let the power of the White Tiger Fist be fully opened, but the strength he brought up alone was already like a violent wind, scraping all the reeds on the sandbank, and even hanging a layer of ground.

If this continues, the sandbar will most likely be split apart and sink into the river. "It's almost over the temptation, even if you're unlucky today, the three Liu brothers didn't come out with you......" Bai Lang smiled, and now he is ready to show his real skills - but it seems that the opposite side is also like this, this Gao Shun grabbed the palms of his palms downward, and suddenly a double dragon lifted him into the air.

Bai Lang flicked his hands one by one, and suddenly invisible true qi erupted from his body, attracting the vitality between heaven and earth, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds and mist within a radius of several miles were blown away by the swirling wind. The pervasive wind is competing with the hundreds of dragons rising on the river, and yes, Gao Shun seems to have shown his true ability - when he waves, the hundred dragons fly. Gao Shun struck out with one palm, and dozens of dragons turned into a blue dragon, flying towards the white waves in the long dragon roar.

The dragon's roar could shake the soul and disperse the true qi, but a tiger's roar came from Bai Lang's body, and the huge white tiger phantom condensed and roared to kill the dragon. This is all Bai Lang and Gao Shun's qi machine strangling each other, but the damage caused is also real. The sandbar beneath your feet is really starting to fall apart, and the whirlwind of the white waves has gathered dark clouds, and a swirling "typhoon eye" has appeared in the sky.

"Nandou Roundabout!" Bai Lang raised his palm upward, and suddenly a tornado rolled up, but after Gao Shun was involved, he snapped into a dragon composed of water, and the dragon soared along the tornado, and it seemed that he was not harmed by the wind at all. "Hmph", Bai Lang snorted, and a wind blade suddenly appeared in the tornado, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered the dragon into a splash. Bai Lang struck down with his backpalm, and the tornado that fell from the sky was extremely fast, and this time he didn't give Gao Shun a chance to hit him directly.

The thief on the water was only a move, and it didn't seem to be harmed—but Bai Lang could feel that his true qi mixed with the power of the wind had seeped into the man's meridians. "If you can't continue to strike, I'm afraid that this guy will be able to disperse this true qi with one breath!" Bai Lang immediately made a decision, and the phantom was continuously pulled out from behind his body, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared in the wind.

When he reappeared, he had already stuck to Gao Shun and punched out.

Gao Shun's whole person scattered like a splash, but there was still a strong wind rolling inward on Bai Lang's punch, as if his fist was absorbing the wind power. Gao Shun, who was scattered, suddenly returned to his human form, and hastily raised his hand to block Bai Lang's punch. Gao Shun snorted - Bai Lang's punch is as powerful as a battering ram, but it is more troublesome to connect with the alien true qi that invades the body.

Bai Lang turned his fist into a claw, and then he grabbed Gao Shun and threw him out. At this time, a purple thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the eye of the typhoon, and then fragrant flowers fluttered down, and the white waves directly let go, jumped back and turned into the wind, and reappeared a few feet away. A white tiger appeared outside him, and the shadow of the white tiger was the same as him, looking up at the direction in which the flower fell. "Very sharp killing intent......" Bai Lang muttered.

The petals fell, and the dragon gave the head, and Gao Shun stood like this, and his head fell silently. Blood spurted from his neck more than a foot high with a loud sound. "The innate master died like this?" Bai Lang's mouth moved a few times, and he took a deep breath and looked at the sky.