I saw Wang Yonghuan's left leg kicking the pear flower gun like a whirlwind, like a wheel, like a plate, like a grinding, rolling away; The right leg is like a spear, like a thorn, like an arrow, and pierced fiercely. Spin in the middle of the kick, stabbing like a furious dragon, and in the blink of an eye, he kicked eighteen legs at the head of the pear flower spear.

And the right hand slashing evil blade swung and turned, and in the roar, the tip of the blade turned slowly and slashed, slashing from the oblique.

The sudden rainstorm attack scared the pear blossom gun and screamed, the gun in his hand was violently picked up, "the pear blossom is full of blooming" collapsed little by little, and the desperate burst of five five twenty-five shots, the gun trembled like peach blossoms blooming, pear blossoms all over the sky.

The gun and the leg kept colliding and hitting each other, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and the hard mahogany barrel of the pear flower gun could not withstand Wang Yonghuan's huge leg strength, and was broken by continuous kicks.

At the moment when the gun was broken, the evil blade was as fast as lightning and violently slashed, and the pear flower gun didn't have time to dodge at all, and a "hiss" explosion and chopping sound rang out, but seeing the pear flower gun Li Quan from the left shoulder to the right rib, half of his body suddenly split with the evil blade, and the bloody blood and scrofula stomach flew with the wind, and pieces of blood mist and fragments of broken organs exploded around.

Standing next to the mountain with an axe was splashed all over the body by sudden minced flesh and blood droplets, looking at the blood stains all over his body, he didn't know that he thought it was a pear flower gun that was chopped by an axe.

And at this time, the spirit beast's three-point attack also failed.

Although the Bronze Hammer King Gang said that he was also on guard, the attack speed of the spirit beast at three points was too fast, just like a meteor swaying in the sky, fleeting; Another example is the aurora in the far west, which travels through thousands of miles of time and space in an instant.

When the Copper Hammer King was about to open his mouth and shout, the spirit beast had already reached the top of his head, he was unavoidable, unable to hide, in desperation, leaned back, the copper hammer in his hand was lifted, and wanted to hit the head of the spirit beast with a hammer, which is called Wei Wei to save Zhao.

However, the spirit beast didn't want to avoid the flying copper hammer at all, its two hard front claws pressed down violently, and with a "thud", the copper hammer flew away, and the sharp canine teeth suddenly closed on the forehead of the copper hammer Wang Gang.

With a scream, blood splattered, and two rows of deep canine tooth blood marks appeared on the forehead of the copper hammer Wang Gang, and streams of white mixed with red brains continued to gurgle out.

As soon as the attack occurred, the results were instantaneous. In the first wave of attacks by Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast, he successfully killed the two Xuanduan hard hands of the Black Water Gate.

At this time, an axe opened the mountain and frantically fought Wang Yonghuan, and the remaining long-bladed Zhao Wou-Ki and one-word sword Yao Zhigang risked their lives to flank the spirit beast at three points.

Those who understand can see at a glance that Wang Yonghuan's victory is only a matter of time, and there is no possibility of an accident. But the axe to open the mountain is to lead the long-bladed Zhao Wou-Ki and the one-word sword Yao Zhigang to fight to the death.

The axe is like a black cloud, hazy, hazy, and endless. The blade is like lightning, slipping, stringing, continuous.

The sound of weapon slamming was like a shower, and in an instant, Wang Yonghuan fought hard with the same axe to open the mountain for more than 20 moves, although Wang Yonghuan obviously had the upper hand, but it was not easy to quickly solve the battle.

And the battle between the spirit beast three points and the long-bladed Zhao Wou-Ki and the one-word sword Yao Zhigang is nearing the end.

The left hand of the long-bladed Zao Wou-Ki was broken at the wrist, and the bare Sen Sen's wrist bones were extremely white. The scars on Yao Zhigang's back and left leg were even more shocking, and the blood was simply stained red all over his body.

Even so, the two Xuanduan of the Black Water Gate clenched their teeth and shouted fiercely, a narrow-bladed long knife and a stainless steel long sword, the wheel was whirring, stabbing the stars, and fighting wildly around the spirit beast like a desperate one.

Just when Wang Yonghuan was puzzled by the situation of fighting to the death, he suddenly heard the shouts of killing around him, and more than 20 black and blue figures appeared behind him and in front of him. Yes, it was the many masters and hard handles who besieged him in the Black Water Gate this time.

The junior master of the lot he met before, the Cloud Sword, and the senior martial artist of that lot were all impressively listed, and as for the Black Water Five Swords, many hard hands were also tightly surrounded by Wang Yonghuan.

At this time, Wang Yonghuan understood why the five of them opened the mountain with an axe, and they were careless when searching, but they seemed to be prepared for a battle. It turned out that this was a trap designed for him and the spirit beasts, a bureau to round them up.

And in this killing game, the five people who opened the mountain with an axe were the bait, which also clearly explained the reason why the five people who opened the mountain with an axe still fought to the death without retreating knowing that they were invincible. It turned out that their task was to entangle the opponent and wait for reinforcements from the masters in the door, so as to leave Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast in one fell swoop.

The masters of the Black Water Gate blocked up from the front and back directions, and Wang Yonghuan's left and right sides were high mountain cliffs, and he couldn't climb them in a short time. If Wang Yonghuan wants to break through, he can only go in two directions, front and back, which is really an excellent place for encirclement and suppression.

Wang Yonghuan saw that the assault was hopeless in a short time, and there was only a decisive battle to survive.

A whistle sounded, this is the code of Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast at three o'clock, and they usually practice fighting and shifting each other.

But seeing that Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast's body shape exploded, they exchanged positions in an instant, and at the point where they intersected in the air, the two hind claws of the spirit beast and Wang Yonghuan's feet accurately kicked each other, making their air speed instantly increase by two times.

"Shifting shapes and changing shadows", suddenly erupted, Wang Yonghuan's figure meteor moved, and it reached the top of the heads of the long-bladed Zao Wou-Ki and the one-word sword Yao Zhigang, and the evil blade slashed and slashed the waves with thirty-one swords, and the left foot pressed down sharply, flashing and kicking the one-word sword Yao Zhigang.

The long-bladed Zhao Wou-Ki endured the pain of his broken wrist, sweating profusely, and waved the long knife in his hand sixteen times with a roar, and the layers of sword light went upward.

At this time, he raised the remaining bit of strength, roared wildly, and the word sword in his hand came out of his hand, and then his hands turned into fists, and he absolutely slammed Wang Yonghuan's right leg in the air.

In an instant, the leg shadows, sword lights, sword flashes, and fist winds were mixed and chaotic. Surrounded by light and cold light, the three figures suddenly dispersed.

Wang Yonghuan flew in the battle group, and without hesitation, he turned in the direction of opening the mountain with an axe.

And the long blade Zao Wou-Ki was in the process of retreating, a touch of Feihong accurately wiped his throat, like a desperate hand of fate, and his hand was broken.

The head of the one-word sword was pierced by Wang Yonghuan's left foot, and the yellow and white brains sprayed on the spot with blood.

It is not without a price to kill two Xuanduan hard hands in an instant, Wang Yonghuan was hit by the crit of the absolute punch of the one-word sword, and the severe pain spread out in the calf like a spider web, Wang Yonghuan knew that with this punch, his calf bone was in danger of a trace of bone cracking.

And the spirit beast's three-point displacement and transposition, the invisible hooks of the two front paws were highlighted, with a blue cold ferocity, and stabbed the front chest of the mountain with an axe.

There was no retreat at this time when the axe opened the mountain, and he also clearly knew that once he took a step back, the speed advantage of the spirit beast would be infinitely magnified, and then he would be dead.

I saw the most powerful "thundering three styles" of an axe to open the mountain, one type of wind, two types of pushing clouds, three types of thunder, three types of forty-five axes, with a great rolling thunder, mighty gushing out.

Like dark clouds reflecting the sky, and like the god of thunder appearing, the earth-shattering thunder suddenly appeared, and the terrifying dense rain sprayed wildly.

The black short-handled big axe in his hand, the blade is forward, the axe is linked, and the spirit beast is chopped three points in an instant.