Wang Heng held the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast, and exerted all his strength to exert the "Dragon Flying Nine Heavens", the fastest of the Cloud Dragon Nine Styles, and quickly swept the air and retreated into the deep mountains, rows and clusters of trees and bushes had passed away before they could see clearly.

During the rapid gliding, Wang Heng lowered his head slightly and asked with concern: "Little lightning, how do you feel?"

The Lien Spirit Beast was lying in the arms of its master, and it only screamed a slightly weak "woo woo", which means that, fortunately, although the opponent's kick hit its abdomen, its strength was not exhausted, and it was just kicked with a kick.

And as a spirit beast with ancient bloodlines, the elasticity of its body and its ability to resist blows are much stronger than those of human cultivators. Therefore, although the kick of the Cloud Sweeping Sword is not small, the damage to it is still limited, and there is no big problem if it recovers for a few hours.

The Lien spirit beast called here, struggling to jump down and run by itself. But Wang Heng resolutely stopped the spirit beast's lightning movements, and told it that it was resolutely not allowed to move within three hours, and it was held by him.

As soon as the Heavenly Lien Spirit Beast saw that its master's will was firm, it did not insist on running on the ground, but transformed and shrunk back to its original petite state.

Since the Tianshi spirit beast entered the mountain, the fight has been continuous, and the little guy has always maintained the fighting body, and now in order to reduce the weight on his body, he has changed back to a petite body, which is also convenient for the owner to fly with it.

After walking in the mountains and mountains for more than a day, the body of the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast had already recovered completely. In order to facilitate the fight, the little guy once again changed back to the combat size.

Wang Heng and the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast were walking deep along the Changbai Mountain Range at this time, and after the fight in the past few days, he preliminarily judged that the road to the provincial capital was designated as not to go, and there would definitely be masters of the Black Water Gate at each key intersection to intercept it. If you take a car or walk on a road, it is too easy to be spotted.

Now I can only walk through the barren mountains, hoping to avoid the pursuit of the Black Water Gate. But Wang Heng knew that the possibility of realizing this idea was very small. The only way to do this is to take a detour and avoid the pursuit as much as possible.

In the past few days when Wang Heng and the Heavenly Liens Spirit Beast escaped, I don't know how many Black Water Gate masters he encountered. If it weren't for the spirit beast lightning talent of the spirit sensitive officer, who avoided the search of the Black Water Gate master in advance, they would have been discovered a long time ago.

Especially once, he was almost discovered by a high-level martial artist in a section, Wang Heng and the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast were stunned and motionless, and lurked for nearly three hours before avoiding this high-level martial artist in the area of the Black Water Gate.

But this kind of good luck is getting less and less, no, a few figures appeared in front of Wang Heng, and as soon as he saw the blue clothes with black edges, he knew that he had met the master of the Black Water Gate.

Heishuimen, located in J Province, is a top sect with a history of thousands of years, ranking among the top four in the rivers and lakes, with many masters in the middle of the door, and there are countless hard hands in the Xuanduan, and even there are several rare Tianduan masters in the rivers and lakes. This time, in order to intercept and kill Wang Heng, Heishuimen sent many disciples led by the senior martial artists of the area.

Heishuimen is worthy of being one of the top four in the rivers and lakes that have been inherited for thousands of years, not only are the factions superb in martial arts, but also have unique tracking skills, if they are changed to another sect, it is impossible to pursue Wang Heng in the barren mountains and mountains.

Looking at the three figures that appeared, Wang Heng 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. But when the three of them actually appeared in front of him, this kid really wanted to cry without tears.

I saw these three people, obviously two people were the main ones, and one person was the auxiliary. said that one person was a supplement, and that still exalted him.

The young man who dragged on was a servant at first glance, that is, the role of a waiter, and his skills were not worth mentioning at all, that is, the intermediate level of the Yellow Duan. There are dozens of characters with such a level of force, and Wang Heng is not afraid.

I saw that the guy in the young man's hand was not a sword or anything like that, 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 were an old man close to sixty, with a bald head and wide eyes, and a bright smile on his big red face. A burly and huge body, at least 180 centimeters tall, holding a black iron shovel in his hand, two meters long, as thick as a baby's arm, weighing more than 100 catties. With a cuff in it, the exposed arms are extremely thick and muscular, like small hills.

Behind him was a short man of about fifty years old, with slanted eyebrows, less than 1.6 meters tall, and his fine clothes withered, like a malnourished patient who had been taking drugs @ products all year round. With his hands empty, he didn't hold any weapons, but Wang Heng found that his hands were black, exuding a trace of black aura that made people feel jealous.

Although there is a big difference between the two of them in stature and appearance, they have one thing in common, and a faint black light flashes in their eyes from time to time, which is a striking sign of cultivation above the primary level.

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

Wang Heng was alert and had just started a fighting posture, and the two of them had already arrived in front of him.

I saw that these two people had a breezy posture, as if the two of them were not here to intercept and kill, but tourists who were attached to the landscape. And the attendant with the tea set stopped far away under a big tree, and it seemed that he would not participate in any fight.

The red-faced man stood slightly in the front position, his voice was like Jin Ge, and he said sonorously: "Big brother, we have dispatched six or seven lot masters and more than 20 Xuanduan hard handles in Heishuimen, and we have been chasing for seven or eight days, just for the young boy in front of us, and it is no different to look at the kid?

The thin black-handed martial artist shook his head slightly, his voice hoarse, like a steel wire rubbing iron, and made 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 young and frighteningly young martial artist. A cultivator who is less than twenty years old can reach the Xuanduan Consummation, isn't it worth the trip of the two of us? ”

"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 geniuses of this rival sect. Uh.....ha, the kid on the other side, do you want to wipe your neck yourself, or do you want the two of us to do it?"

As soon as Wang Heng saw these two people, combined with the internal information of Tianlong Hall's introduction to his Heishui Gate, he directly judged that standing in front of him was the famous fat and thin Ersha in Heishuimen, the tall red-faced man was Fat Liu Chao, and the thin and short man was Thin Li Qian.