Wang Yonghuan held the spirit beast at three points, and used all his strength to perform the lightweight body exercise Yunlong Nine Styles, the fastest "Dragon Flying Nine Heavens", and quickly swept the air and retreated into the deep mountains. Rows and clumps of trees and shrubs have passed away before they can see clearly.

The toes slid quickly on the leaves of the dense forest, Wang Yonghuan's eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he asked with concern: "Little three, how do you feel?" Is the injury serious? ”

The spirit beast snuggled in the arms of its master at three o'clock, and screamed a slightly weak "woo woo", which means that it was okay, although the opponent's kick hit its abdomen, but the strength was not exhausted, and it was only kicked on the tip of the toe.

Three points, as a spirit beast with ancient bloodlines, the elasticity of its body and its ability to resist blows are stronger than those of human cultivators. Although the power of the kick of the Cloud Clearing Sword this time is not small, its damage is still limited, and there is no big problem in recovering for a few hours.

The spirit beast called here at three o'clock, struggling to jump down and run by itself. But Wang Yonghuan resolutely stopped the three-point movement of the spirit beast, and told it that it was not allowed to move within three hours, and it was mainly to recuperate from its injuries.

At three o'clock, I saw that the master's will was firm, so he didn't insist on running on the ground, but transformed, shrinking back to his original mini state.

After the spirit beast came out of H City at three o'clock, the fight almost did not stop, and for the sake of combat strength, it has always maintained its combat size. Now in order to reduce the weight of the body, it has changed back to a petite body, which is also convenient for Wang Yonghuan to fly with it.

When the spirit beast three points was less than a year old, due to the awakening of the ancient bloodline in its body, it could carry out a primary transformation, from a mini puppy more than thirty centimeters long to a large dog about one meter and a half long. After transforming, although the speed is slightly reduced, the attack power does double.

The sky gradually darkened, and the body of the spirit beast Sanqi was completely restored to its best state. In order to facilitate the fight, the three points changed back to the combat size again.

At this time, Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast were traveling deep along the Changbai Mountain Range, getting farther and farther away from the road, and its trees were gradually dense. Based on the fighting in the past few days, Wang Yonghuan preliminarily judged that the main road to J Province must not be walked, and there will be masters of Heishuimen at various key intersections to intercept it. If you take a car or walk on a road, you will be 100% spotted.

The only way to do this is to walk through the barren mountains, hoping to avoid the pursuit of the Black Water Gate. But Wang Yonghuan knows that the possibility of realizing this idea is not too big.

In the past few days of fighting and escaping, in addition to a few fights, they also noticed the search team of Heishuimen more than a dozen times. If it weren't for the spirit beast's sensitive senses at three points, which could predict the search of the Black Water Gate in advance, the fight would not have been just three or five times.

Especially in the early days of entering the Changbai Mountains, he was almost discovered by a high-level martial artist. At that time, Wang Yonghuan and San Dianji were motionless, and they lurked for more than an hour before avoiding this terrifying high-level martial artist.

But this kind of good luck is getting less and less, no, a few figures appeared again and again in front of Wang Yonghuan, just looking at his cyan clothes embedded with black edges, he knew that he had met the master of the Black Water Gate.

Heishuimen, located in the deep mountains of J Province, is a first-class sect with a thousand-year-old heritage, there are many masters in the middle of the door, and the hard hands of the Xuanduan are countless, and even the top Tianduan grandmasters on the rivers and lakes have several Tianduan masters. This time, in order to intercept and kill Wang Yonghuan, Heishuimen sent many disciples led by high-level martial artists in the area.

Heishuimen, as a famous sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, the disciples in the sect not only have superb martial arts, but also have unique tracking skills. If you change to another sect with a slightly worse background, it will be quite difficult to track down Wang Yonghuan in the barren mountains and mountains.

Looking at the three figures that appeared one after another, Wang Yonghuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, there were only three Black Water Gate gangs, which was better than the six people of the Cloud Sword last time. However, when the three of them really appeared in front of him, Wang Yonghuan really wanted to cry without tears.

I saw these three people, obviously two people as the main one, and one person as a supplement. Indeed, he exalted him by saying that one man was a supplement.

The young man who dragged behind looked like a servant, that is, the role of a waiter, and his force was not worth mentioning at all, only at the intermediate level of the Yellow Duan. Thinking of such a level of force, Wang Yonghuan can kill a group by himself.

But seeing that the guy in this young man's hand was not a sword or something, but a tea set, and it seemed that this posture belonged to a servant like a tea boy.

On the other hand, the two people in front of them are an old man close to sixty on the left, with a bald head and broad eyes, and a bright smile on his big red face. A burly and huge body, at least more than 180 centimeters in size, holding a black iron shovel in his hand, two meters long, as thick as a baby's arm, weighing up to 100 catties. The blue clothes that were originally normal size were tightly stretched. With a cuff in his left hand, his forearm was unusually thick and bulging muscles, like a hill.

On the right hand of the strong man is a short man with gray hair, with slanted eyebrows, less than 1.6 meters tall, and his fine clothes are withered, like a malnourished patient who has been taking drugs all year round. He had his hands empty, and he didn't hold any weapons, but his hands were jet black, and there was a faint metallic sheen. It's not so much a pair of hands as a pair of iron palms.

Although the two of them are quite different in size and appearance, they have one thing in common, a faint black light flashes in their eyes from time to time, which is an eye-catching sign of cultivation above the primary level.

Master, absolute lot master, the cultivation of these two people is definitely not lower than the Cloud Clearing Sword Zhang Tao seen before.

In Wang Yonghuan's vigilant observation, the pace of the two seemed to be slow, but they did arrive in front of them in just one breath.

But seeing the two of them looking light, like tourists who are in love with the mountains and rivers, looking left and right, you can enjoy it. And the attendant with the tea set stopped far away under a big tree, and somehow got a tall tea table next to his left hand, as if he wanted to make tea.

The red-faced man stood slightly in the front position, his voice was like Jin Ge, sonorous and powerful, with a scorn in his tone, "Big brother, we have dispatched six or seven lot masters and more than twenty Xuanduan hard handles in Heishuimen, and we have been chasing for seven or eight days, just for this kid in front of you?" Looking at this kid, it's no different, huh? Isn't it just a mystical consummation? Do you need our two brothers to do it? ”

The thin black-handed martial artist shook his head slightly, his voice was low and hoarse, like a steel wire rubbing iron, making a piercing sound, "Second brother, the person on the other side is not only a cultivator who has completed the Xuan Duan, but also a martial artist who is terrifyingly young. A cultivator who is only twenty years old can break through to the Xuanduan Consummation, isn't it worth the trip between you and my brothers? Besides, looking at the canine-shaped spirit beast next to him, it is not difficult to judge from its shape that it is not yet mature, which is why the head of the sect sent you and me down the mountain. ”

"Oh, big brother, as soon as you say it, I understand that the head of the sect wants to nip in the bud the cultivation genius of this rival sect."

Speaking of this, the bald man touched the top of his head, which was as bright as a light bulb, and shouted with laughter: "Forehead..... hahaha, the kid opposite, do you want to touch your neck yourself, or let the two brothers do it?" ”

As soon as Wang Yonghuan saw these two people, combined with the introduction of the eldest brother Qiankun and the sword Blue Mountain to his Heishuimen, he immediately clearly judged that the one standing in front of him was the famous fat and thin two evils in the Heishuimen. The tall red-faced man is the fat Liu Chao, and the thin and short is the thin Li Qian, both of whom are intermediate cultivators in the area, and the two major evildoers who are famous in the rivers and lakes.