The mysterious five-layer floating slaughter that shone brightly and exuded the murderous intent of the forest actually appeared out of thin air around the thin sha, as if a stupa flashed in an instant, covering the thin shaman from top to bottom, and the black cage formed by the thin black palm collapsed and deformed in an instant.

The tower and the cage collided, the blade and the palm struck, and in an instant, the cold blade, the fishy iron palm, the soul-snatching dull sound of the iron smashing the flesh, and the terrifying harsh explosion sound, converged and merged in one place, like a raging and rushing sea of anger, wave after wave, burst of tide, and devoured and submerged the emaciated.

Amazing explosions, manic roars, and fierce collision sounds filled the entire mountain forest like a landslide and tsunami.

A series of collisions sounded, pieces of blood mist rose, and strong winds swirled, and the whole fighting scene was so cold and cold, and a picture of the end of hell was spread out slowly and urgently throughout the mountains and forests.

In the high-speed collision, Wang Yonghuan's abdomen was slammed by the thin black palm, and his body was abandoned high like a kite with a broken string. The moment the body was thrown, the spirit beast flashed under Wang Yonghuan's body at three points, and took the master down with its soft and energetic body.

A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, dotted with the placket. After spitting out blood, Wang Yonghuan's face was as pale as paper, and even the evil slashing blade in his hand shook with his arm, which was the loss of force after the collision. The boy sat on the ground with a slump of relief, unable to lift up any strength.

And at this time, looking at the thin Li Qian, under the full blow of Wang Yonghuan's heavenly peerless "Futu Reappearance", the whole person was simply divided into corpses and bruised.

The thin body was covered with wounds large and small, deep, shallow, horizontal, vertical, criss-crossed. The rolled knife edges, one by one, opened their mouths and cracked lips, and strands of blood filled their bodies like waterfalls.

The most terrible wound appeared in the thin chest, only to see a fist-sized blood hole appear in the heart, the originally strong beating heart has been shattered like a porcelain plate on the ground, and scattered heart fragments are all over the surrounding ground. The black hands that were originally good at making black palms were broken at the wrist, and two black, lonely severed hands were thrown on both sides of the corpse.

At this time, the silent mountain forest has become a Shura field with stumps and broken arms. Red, black blood covered the ground, and sticky, white brains dripped.

Looking at this miserable bloody mountain forest, Wang Yonghuan did not have a trace of sympathy in his eyes, and his cold eyes looked at the fat and thin black water gate who had died and splashed blood, and coldly spit out a sentence like ice: "Hei Shuimen, if you want to kill my Zhan Hao, then you must be ready to be slaughtered." ”

Forcibly enduring the pain through the bones and the fatigue of detachment, Wang Yonghuan put his left hand on the three-point vigorous body of the spirit beast, and quickly disappeared into the dense mountain forest with the help of the support of the spirit beast.

A moment after Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast left at three o'clock, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and several figures appeared next to the fat and thin corpse one after another.

A suffocating exclamation with fear sounded, "Ah, this is the bodies of Uncle Li and Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhang, come quickly, Uncle Li and Liu have been killed." ”

With the sound of exclamation, a fat figure flashed, the sound was like scorching thunder, and the boom came: "What are you shouting, Li and Liu are both intermediate masters of the lot, and they can fight together to fight for the advanced lot, how can they be killed?" Li Quan, take a closer look, are they your two uncles? ”

A man in a blue tunic, who arrived first, saw his uncle ask himself, and replied without hesitation:

"Uncle Zhang, you can't be wrong, Uncle Liu's Weapon Walker Shovel is still next to him? 100% is Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu died so miserably, his head was broken. Who is this who is doing this, we in Heishuimen will definitely take revenge. Categorical words with a deep hatred squeezed out of the man's throat.

In a flash, a big fat man with a height of one meter and eight five appeared next to the fat corpse, with broad shoulders, a big fat belly, and a short black beard like a needle, growing in a mess on his fat black face as big as a millstone. In his hand, he carried a very rare short-handled iron axe, the head of which was made of black iron, and judging by its shape, it weighed at least sixty or seventy pounds.

Yes, this fat man is a junior master in the Black Water Gate, and he opened the mountain with an axe.

Among the second-generation masters in the Black Water Gate, although Zhang Zhongyi, who opened the mountain with an axe, said that his cultivation was not very high, and he had just reached the primary level, he was born with divine power. When fighting, he is brave and fierce, and has always been known for his desperate Saburo, when fighting with his opponent, he often fights to die, and his strength is as big as a mountain, that is, the intermediate master of the lot has a headache when he encounters an axe to open the mountain.

Since his debut, Zhang Zhongyi has often been a challenge to leapfrog the level, and has rarely failed, and he is the key training object among the backbone disciples of Heishuimen, and is currently the chief executive of the Heishuimen Torture Hall.

Axe Kaishan lowered his head, carefully scanning the hellish battle arena, and when he saw the two fat and thin corpses that were both badly mutilated, his thick lips tightened. In the middle of the ring, he raised his head, his face was gloomy and full of hatred, and his voice was hoarse and said to Li Quan, a disciple of the Torture Hall who arrived at the scene first:

"Yes, it's Li Qian and Liu Chao, the two senior brothers, looking at the fact that their blood stains have not dried, they should have just finished fighting, and I believe that the murderer has not run away. Li Quan issued a summoning order, ordering the nearby Heishuimen disciples to launch a large-scale search centered on the summoning order, and must find the murderer in the shortest possible time to avenge the two senior brothers Li and Liu. ”

Under the order of an axe to open the mountain, Li Quan quickly took out a black fist-sized round ball from his treasure bag, pulled the lead under the black ball with his left hand, and threw it high into the air with his right hand.

The unique fireworks summoning order of the Black Water Gate, in this already somewhat dim sky, is like a peacock with the screen open, revealing a brilliant feather fire that shines brightly, and the surrounding radius of several miles can be seen clearly.

Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast had already quickly flown out of a distance of six or seven miles at three o'clock, and when they saw the bright and brilliant fireworks in the sky, they immediately realized that the fat and thin body had been discovered by the people of Heishuimen.

Although a lot of true qi in his body has been consumed now, Wang Yonghuan also vigorously ran his true qi, unfolded his body, and ran forward at a faster speed.

At this time, the natural beast mountain forest attribute of the spirit beast three points was undoubtedly revealed. I saw that at the three points in front of the path, I could always find a road that was relatively sparse with trees and shrubs and was easy to run, so as to facilitate Wang Yonghuan to develop a fast speed. There is no way, because the strength in the fight has not recovered, there is no way to perform light exercises for a long time, only fast ground running. Even so, its speed was still faster than that of a galloping horse, and in the faint dark sky, two figures, one white and one black, quickly disappeared into the vast Changbai Mountain Range.

After running for more than an hour, Wang Yonghuan's physical fitness has dropped to the lowest value. After all, the fight with the fat and thin two evils consumed a lot of internal energy, and they also received a thin palm, although it was not too serious, but the internal organs were also injured to a certain extent. Coupled with the loss of strength after the fight, after more than an hour of long-distance running, it is now necessary to stop and rest to adjust the physical condition, otherwise the injury will gradually worsen.