Looking at the birds that gradually disappeared, Wang Heng's face also sank, since the Xing'an Mountains came out, first the exploration, tracking and interception of the Gray Clothes Society, and then the hunting and inspection and the fight of the Sancai Sword, it can be seen that Heishuimen has used a lot of strength, showing a kind of strength that does not stop until the goal is achieved. It can be estimated that if we continue to follow the official road, the interception will only get stronger and stronger. Moreover, there is no shelter on the official road, which is not conducive to evasion, and the only way to see the situation is to enter the mountain again.

Thinking of this, Wang Heng looked at the mountains in the distance, and without hesitation, he flew towards the mountains with the Tiens dog. Patches of dark mountain shadows show a kind of storm vortex that is about to rain in the mountains.

On the eighth day of entering the mountains, the whole sky was dyed with thick 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 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 and roaring in the mountains, raging and raging, seemed to sweep away all the dirt in the world and all the desolation in the world.

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

Heishuimen has really put a lot of effort into it this time, from the official road into the mountain to the current Changbai Mountain Range where the two provinces of HJ meet, there have been many interceptors, and the 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. In order to avoid tracking, Wang Heng's route of travel also changed from going to the provincial capital to the direction away from the provincial capital.

After so many days of fighting, Wang Heng also had an accurate assessment of the combat effectiveness of himself and the spirit beasts, and he could completely resist or even defeat the junior level of the lot under the condition of cultivating to the fullest. But Heishuimen is chasing and killing many masters this time, intercepting all the way, and it is said that there is a high-level martial artist in the chasing army. With the level of Wang Hengxuanduan's consummation, even if the three points of the spirit beast are added, it is impossible to 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.

It was like a golden stone voice floating in the air, "Wang Heng, even if your cultivation breaks through to the Xuanduan Consummation, do you still want to escape from the encirclement of our Black Water Gate? For you, our Black Water Gate has unprecedentedly dispatched several lot masters. With your Xuanduan Perfection Skills, you can 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's the matter? Do you still need me to do it myself?"

Facing the threat of the Black Water Gate master, the corners of Wang Heng's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled coldly: "Cloud Sword Zhang Tao, I know your name." You are the uncle of the Dragon and Tiger Three Uniques, what's the matter? The Dragon and Tiger Three Uniques just called me to slaughter me a few days ago, 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, today, I will use your blood to comfort the souls of my three nephews in the sky. Don't talk nonsense, accept your life. ”

After finishing speaking, he straightened his body, stepped forward, and shook the cloud sword in his hand left and right, like a streamer of lightning, Bai Lian Jingtian, and summoned "Seeing the Sun", seven on the left and nine on the right, and sixteen swords were connected to attack Wang Heng's upper body, 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.

His brows twitched slightly, Wang Heng snorted lightly, and waved the evil blade in his right hand, like a star flowing in the air, Peng emitted pieces of knife light, and the nine small holes on the evil blade emitted a chain of rapid wind sounds, and the sound of the slightest metal hitting followed the sword light towards the cloud 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 small holes embedded in the back of the knife, the internal strength is increased, buzzing, disturbing people's minds, intimidating the soul, and there are three dark gold characters engraved on the handle of the rhinoceros horn.

The Evil Slashing Blade weighs eighty-eight kilograms, and it cannot be danced freely by masters above the lot. And because Wang Henglian has the internal strength of the Heavenly Dragon, he can easily use it at the Xuanduan Perfection level. According to relevant sources, the evil slashing blade was passed down from ancient times.

Jingling, the sound of dense rain like metal impact suddenly rose, while the evil blade defeated the sixteen swords, the knife swung to the left, the arm stretched to the right, in the buzzing sound of the soul, the first type of the thirteen slashes of the heavenly sword "Heavenly Wind Roar", to the cloud sword instantly split out nine knives, into a string, into a chain, a bright piece of the sword shuttle weaving, a knife net instantly weaved, rolling head split face cover to the cloud sword.

Zhang Tao, the cloud sword, is worthy of being a junior master of the lot, facing Wang Heng, who had once beheaded the "Heavenly Wind Roar" of the senior martial artist of the Xuanduan, a move "Black Cloud Explosion", stabbed out violently, and the long sword pierced out in a flash, spinning and turning, and actually formed a piece of fine clouds, scattered in an instant, and suddenly converged, 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 sword and shield slammed into each other, like two angry waves colliding together from two directions. The sword light shot in a volley, and the sword flew wildly, shining like a cluster of blooming fireworks. At the moment when the swords struck, Wang Heng's right leg suddenly whipped up, accurately blocking the abrupt palm of Zhang Tao, the cloud sword.

In an instant, Wang Heng 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 Heng obviously felt that there was a gap between the junior master of the lot and the consummation level of the Xuanduan. Although the Tianlong internal strength he practiced could challenge beyond the level, it was still difficult to deal with this kind of master among the top four in the rivers and lakes that had been inherited for thousands of years.

And the biggest problem is that Wang Heng can't fight with him for too long, God knows when the rest of the pursuers will arrive. Once another chaser arrives, it will be extremely difficult for him to break through.

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

And at this time, Zhang Tao secretly admired the opponent in front of him in his heart, it was really a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years, and he had the high-level martial arts of Xuanduan at a young age.

Wang Heng, a closed disciple of the Tianlong Daoist, Heishuimen has been paying attention to it since he began his apprenticeship, especially the cultivation growth speed, and he actually broke through to the Xuanduan Consummation in less than twenty hours, and he is definitely a cultivation wizard. Therefore, in this encirclement and suppression, the bright side is to snatch and slash the evil blade, but in fact, it is to kill it in the growth stage, if it is allowed to break through to the lot, the threat will be greater in the future.