Wang Yonghuan's feud with Heishuimen has to be attributed to the Daqingshan incident three years ago. On Daqing Mountain, Wang Yonghuan met the current sworn brother - Qiankun Yijian Blue Mountain. Blue Mountain, the chief disciple of the third generation of the Changbai faction, is also the first candidate for the head of the third generation. When traveling to Daqingshan in H Province, he was in distress and mutated tiger and leopard beast, and by chance, he was rescued by Wang Yonghuan and became brothers.

And the driving force behind this distress in the Blue Mountains is the Black Water Gate. Due to Wang Yonghuan's unexpected appearance, Heishuimen's plot fell into a pipe dream. In the subsequent development of events, the feud between Wang Yonghuan and Heishuimen gradually deepened.

Wang Yonghuan visited his brother this time, and the news was learned by Heishuimen, so he launched an encirclement and suppression of him

On the third day of killing the three monsters of the black water, the sky in the mountains was full of ink, the dark clouds hung low, and piles of black clouds, like clumps of cotton soaked in ink, were piled up in the sky layer upon layer, making the sky appear so dark and low, as if a stretch of hand could tear off this oppressive black mang.

The sky has not rained, but the rain is coming, and the silver lightning has passed through the dark clouds and crossed the sky from time to time, like the electric hammer of the thunder father, the anger of the gods, wanting to split the chaotic world, and wanting to return the dark sky to a light.

The strong autumn wind, wild in the mountains, roared and raged, as if to sweep away all the dirt between heaven and earth, and blow away all the desolation of the world.

Looking at the six big men in cyan suits standing in front of him, Wang Yonghuan couldn't help but sigh softly, this is already the third group of besiegers.

Heishuimen has really put a lot of effort into this time, from H City to the Changbai Mountains where the two provinces of HJ meet, there have been interceptors many times, and their cultivation is getting higher and higher. The first two waves were still a combination of Xuanduan masters, and this third wave has become led by a junior master of the lot.

Although Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast are not afraid of the junior masters of the area, God knows how many masters of the Black Water Gate are in front of them. And the pursuers behind are almost there, and it is said that there is a high-ranking martial artist in the area among the pursuers. With Wang Yonghuan's Xuanduan consummation level, even if he adds three spirit beast points, he can't resist the attack of the high-level martial artist in the area.

Among the six Black Water Gate warriors opposite, a middle-aged man with a black beard and white face in the middle, tall and strong, holding a green steel long sword, shook his body, and took a leisurely step.

A voice like a golden stone floated in the air, "Wang Yonghuan, although you are the number one master among the younger generation of martial artists, do you still want to escape from our Black Water Gate?" For you, our Heishuimen has unprecedentedly dispatched several lot masters. With your Xuanduan perfection skills, you can still be the king and hegemon among the younger generation, but in the face of us lot masters, is it still possible for you to escape? Today is your death date, what? Still need me to do it myself? ”

Facing the threat of the master of the Black Water Gate, the corners of Wang Yonghuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled coldly: "Cloud Sword Zhang Tao, I know your name." You are the uncle of the three monsters of the black water, what's the matter? The three monsters of the black water just called me to slaughter the day before, and you jumped out again? ”

"Junior, my three nephews were killed by you, this revenge will not be avenged, how can I Heishuimen still set up a number on the rivers and lakes to open a mountain, today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to the souls of the three nephews in the sky. Don't talk nonsense, accept your life. ”

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward, and the cloud sword in his hand shook left and right, as if a streamer of lightning, Bai Lian Jingtian, and summoned "Dial the clouds to see the sun", seven on the left and nine on the right, and sixteen swords attacked Wang Yonghuan's upper body in a piece, and his legs flew up at the same time, one in front and one behind, and instantly kicked out eight legs, covering the five major acupuncture points of his lower body. The sword and foot are together, and they come quickly and quickly, like a storm.

A master is a master, and the attack is instantaneous and sharp, like a black fog suddenly covered. The corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and he secretly snorted softly, and Wang Yonghuan waved the evil blade in his right hand, like a star flowing in the air, and it emitted pieces of knife light. The nine platinum rings on the Demon Slashing Blade made a series of rapid noises, and the sound of the slightest metal hitting met the Cloud Splitting Sword with the light of the sword.

Slash the evil blade, Wang Yonghuan's body protector. It is a short, long-edged knife with a length of 99 cm, a width of 33 cm, and a thick back and a thin blade. On both sides of the knife are carved eighteen reincarnation of the earth, and with a slight wave, the image is highlighted and vivid, as if it has been given a new life. There are nine platinum rings embedded in the back of the knife, the internal strength is added, the noise is loud, disturbing people's minds, intimidating the soul, and there are three "evil blades" dark gold characters engraved on the handle of the rhinoceros horn.

The Evil Slashing Blade weighs eighty-eight kilograms, and it is impossible for masters above the lot to dance freely. Because Wang Yonghuan has the world's miraculous skill - the Book of Changes, it can be easily used at the Xuanduan consummation level. According to related rumors, the Evil Slash Blade was the famous blade of the Heavenly Grandmaster Troll God in ancient times.

"Ding ding", the sound of dense rain-like metal impact sounded again and again, the stars flashed in the gallop, the evil blade was defeated at the same time as the sixteen swords, Wang Yonghuan's knife waved to the left, the arm stretched to the right, and the first type of the thirteen slashes of the heavenly knife "Heavenly Wind Roar" suddenly burst out, swinging left and right, up and down, instantly splitting out nine knives, into a string, into a chain, a piece of sparkling horse practice shuttle weaving, a knife net in the breathtaking knife wind weaving, rolling to the cloud sword.

Zhang Tao, the cloud sword, is worthy of being a junior master of the lot, facing Wang Yonghuan, who has once beheaded the "Heavenly Wind Roar" of the senior martial artist of the Xuanduan, a move "Black Cloud Explosion", and stabbed out violently. The black cloud exploded, and the black cloud exploded, and the refined long sword swirled and spun at the moment it was pierced, fluttering and turning to form pieces of fine clouds, which suddenly dispersed, converged in the psychedelia, and the nineteen swords were connected into a sword shield, and slammed into the knife net diagonally. And in this dazzling sword and shield, Zhang Tao, the cloud sword, struck out with one palm, and swam fluttering, like a tuna in the sea of swords suddenly pierced out, and shot in a daze.

The sword net and sword shield slammed into each other, like two angry waves colliding with each other. The sword nets are converging, the sword and shield are scattering, the sword light is shooting, and the sword light is flying wildly, like a cluster of blooming fireworks flickering in the air.

At the moment when the swords struck, Wang Yonghuan's left foot paused, and his right leg whipped, like a fierce tiger's tail whip, a black line like a black line blocked the abrupt palm of Zhang Tao, the cloud sword.

In an instant, Wang Yonghuan and Zhang Tao, the cloud sword, exchanged more than a dozen moves, as fast as lightning and as fierce as anger. The strong wind roared and flashed, and bursts of fierce and fierce murderous aura surrounded them and filled the mountains and fields.

In this fight, Wang Yonghuan immediately felt the gap between the primary level of the lot and the consummation level of the Xuan Duan. Although the internal strength of the I Ching he practiced can be challenged beyond the level, it is still difficult to deal with this kind of master of the great sect that has been inherited for thousands of years.

And the biggest problem is that Wang Yonghuan can't fight with him for too long, and God knows when the rest of the pursuers will arrive. Once another pursuer arrived, it would be extremely difficult for Wang Yonghuan to break through again.

And Zhang Tao, the Cloud Splitting Sword, is by no means like an ordinary junior master of the lot, he was cultivated by the thousand-year-old Heishuimen since he was a child, whether it is the martial arts he cultivates, or the experience of fighting in ordinary times, he is a cut above the ordinary junior martial artist, and it is very difficult to repel it in a short time.

And at this time, Zhang Tao's heart also secretly admired Wang Yonghuan, it was really a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years, he had the high-level martial arts of Xuanduan at a young age, and he fought hard, even against a junior master like him, he would not fall behind at all. The head of the house said that he must be killed in the growth stage, which is really wise, if this kid breaks through to the lot, then the threat in the future will be too great.