Wang Yonghuan and the spirit beast rested in the cave for a night, and he had no intention of acting at night. Although it is not easy to be found by the other party at night, it is also not suitable for walking in the mountains and forests.

Every point of physical energy saved now may determine the victory or defeat of the next fight.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Yonghuan and three o'clock simply ate some food, and then cautiously began to set off, this time the direction of departure is not Changbai Mountain, J Province, but the path back to H City, H Province.

After a few days of hiding and fighting, Wang Yonghuan clearly realized that on the way to the Changbai faction of J Province, there was a 100% ambush of the masters of the Black Water Gate. Changbai Mountain is certainly the location of the Changbai faction, and it is also the location of the old nest of Heishuimen.

And if you keep going to J Province, it is possible to encounter the master of the Changbai faction on the way, but there is a greater probability that you will encounter the master of the Black Water Gate to intercept it.

So it's better to move forward than to retreat, it's better to dodge hard, isn't it as the saying goes: take a step back and open the sky, so as to avoid the interception of the Black Water Gate as much as possible. The top priority now is to safely exit the encirclement circle of Heishuimen first, and it is not too late to go to the Changbai faction when there is a chance in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Yonghuan let the spirit beast lead the way at three o'clock and retreated in the direction of H City. After walking for more than half an hour, suddenly, at three o'clock, he turned around and gently shook his little head, which meant that there was someone in front of him.

Wang Yonghuan looked at the terrain left and right, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and jumped onto a thousand-year-old tree, the dense branches and leaves were like a big umbrella, blocking Wang Yonghuan and the three points tightly, looking from the outside of the tree, he couldn't find anyone on the tree at all.

In this way, Wang Yonghuan and Three O'clock quietly waited for the arrival of people in the distance.

After a while, Gojo's figure appeared as far as the eye could see.

I saw the first person, tall and fat, carrying a short-handled axe, it was Zhang Zhongyi, the chief executive of the torture hall of Heishuimen, who opened the mountain with an axe.

He was followed by the four disciples of the torture hall, namely Li Quan, the pear flower spear, Zhao Wou-ki, the bronze hammer Wang Gang, and the one-word sword Yao Zhigang.

The five of them walked with a grin, not at all like they were searching for something, but like they were playing in the mountains and rivers. It's just that in the vague words, I can hear that they are searching for Wang Yonghuan and Sandian.

Wang Yonghuan looked at the lazy appearance of these people on the tree, and guessed that several of them were designated as the people behind the temple of the Black Water Gate pursuit team. In their hearts, Wang Yonghuan had already fled to J Province with the spirit beast, and he would not be able to appear here at all.

Thinking of this, this kid was angry in his heart, and evil was born in his guts, he was chased and killed by Heishuimen for such a long time, it was time to ask for interest.

"Since these people are the people of the Black Water Gate who are lagging behind, then there are no masters of the Black Water Gate behind them, and all the masters should be before them, so I will use a few of them today to soothe the anger in my heart."

It is better to act than to move, Wang Yonghuan waved his left hand and made a gesture to the spirit beast, which meant to kill these five warriors of the Black Water Gate

Three points have lived with Wang Yonghuan since childhood, and they are very familiar with the master's gestures. Seeing that Wang Yonghuan made a gesture to kill his opponent, he nodded his little furry head at his master, and then his body continued to expand and stretch, transforming into a fighting state.

An axe opened the mountain and led the four torture hall disciples to walk towards the big tree hidden by Wang Yonghuan.

Seeing that it was already three or four meters away from the big tree where he was hiding, Wang Yonghuan's left hand fell quickly, and the spirit beast kicked the trunk with its hind paws at three o'clock, and its fierce body rose into the air, flashing a streamer, and suddenly appeared above the head of the bronze hammer Wang Gang, taking the lead in attacking.

And Wang Yonghuan at the same time as the gesture fell, the evil blade in his hand shook and slashed leisurely, the qi walked at will, the force moved with the blade, the evil blade chopped down against the axe, and the left foot flew at the same time Yao Zhigang.

At the moment when Wang Yonghuan stood out, an unexpected scene appeared. An axe opened the mountain Zhang Zhongyi seemed to have been on guard, in the muffled sound of the ground, the fat figure was like a swift gopher bursting back three steps, the black axe waved backhand, up and down five, in an instant, nine axes slipped out in a string, and a black belt that exuded cold light took shape leisurely, and the belt rolled up against Wang Yonghuan.

And the tip of Li Quan's pear flower gun suddenly picked up, his body was upright, his feet were pushed back, and he "raised fire to the sky", and meteors appeared at Wang Yonghuan's feet.

Wang Yonghuan saw the reaction of the axe and the pear flower gun, and immediately felt that something was wrong, how could the opponent's reaction be so fast, as if it had been rehearsed in advance, and the preparation was simply sufficient.

But at this time, I can't think about it so much, since I have handed it over, whether it is prepared or unprepared, I will definitely divide the victory and defeat.

The corners of Wang Yonghuan's mouth were tightly closed, his body was offset, the evil blade shook left and right, the left point and the right pierced, and the axe opened the mountain Zhang Zhongyi's left and right atriums like a storm.

The black axe that opened the mountain with an axe was constantly trembling in a very small space, like a blower, constantly rotating a strong wind, and in the trembling sound of "buzzing", the axe blade accurately and continuously slammed on the edge of the evil blade.

Immediately, the axe reversed, the body leaned to the left, a "wild dragon flicked its tail", the huge black axe chopped out twelve axes in a blink of an eye, and the sharp blades between the axes flickered, like a pair of demonic blinking eyes, constantly laughing at Wang Yonghuan's so-called sneak attack.

A series of attacks in an instant engulfed Wang Yonghuan's entire descent trajectory. The sharp axe blades were connected into a light net, and there was not the slightest gap, if Wang Yonghuan didn't jump to the side, this axe blade light net would completely crush his legs.

In the face of this premeditated counterattack, Wang Yonghuan roared, kicked his right foot with his left foot, pushed his left foot with his right foot, and his body suddenly jumped up one meter incredibly, and then his body reversed, his head and feet rose and fell rapidly, his palms formed into faces and pieces, and he shot fifteen palms in one breath, and slapped it with his head and face.

In a trance, a hideous dragon head appeared on the head of an axe to open the mountain, the sharp teeth of the dragon head were highlighted, and the strength of the slight rotation pierced its eyes. Yes, Tianlong's half-trick "finishing touch".

An axe opened the mountain to collect the axe and raise a fist, and the fist with the size of a watermelon in his left hand was like a meteor swaying, like a lightning reincarnation, with a screaming sound of air breaking through the air, slamming Wang Yonghuan's "finishing touch". The fists and palms struck, the strong wind stirred, and dozens of "pop" crit sounds continued to rise.

Wang Yonghuan's figure was hit into the air one after another by the continuous violent punches of an axe.

In the drifting and wandering in the air, the evil slashing blade in Wang Yonghuan's right hand continued to swing and slash, and the slightest cold light continued to flash in the air. Like the autumn wind in the fields and the angry waves in the ocean, constantly blowing and surging.

The black axe seems to be black smoke repeatedly, it seems to be illusory, but the real one is true, and the continuous lightning strikes on Wang Yonghuan's evil blade, so accurate, so urgent, and in the sound of clanging impacts, Wang Yonghuan and an axe Kaishan fought six moves in an instant.

But Wang Yonghuan's actual attack direction is not an axe to open the mountain, since the first fight, he knows that the strength of an axe to open the mountain is not much weaker than him, and it is unrealistic to want to quickly defeat and kill. Therefore, his real target has long been determined to be Li Quan.

Wang Yonghuan's figure continued to roll and fly in the air, and at the moment he reached the highest point, his legs turned up, his hands pressed down, and his whole body spun up quickly like a hot wheel.