"In this world of Lianchengjue, the first person who deserves to be killed is Ling Tuisi! As an official of the imperial court, this person is a common man. He was once the leader of the Longsha Gang. He has caused too many people, and he should die early. Apart from Ling Tuisi, this is the one who deserves to be killed.

The Blood Knife Ancestor should be killed, but I have always been worried that my cultivation level is not enough and I will fail to kill him and suffer the consequences instead, so I did not dare to have the intention to kill him."

"Now that Ling Tuisi has been killed by me, Ding Dian, the fierce tiger, has also been released from the cage. My cultivation level has also improved a lot, but my courage is a little lacking. I was about to practice my courage when I happened to meet this Blood Sword Ancestor.

Hehe, it’s better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Since we met today, let’s give it a try!”

When he saw the Blood Knife Ancestor in the distance, Yang Xingzhou's mind was racing with thoughts. All kinds of thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, and he made a decision in a moment.

He was going to try to kill the Blood Sword Ancestor.

Even though the ancestor of the Blood Knife is over eighty years old, he looks like an old man in his twilight years. From the outside, he looks very old and on the verge of death. But such an old monk is the head of the Blood Knife Sect of the Sichuan-Tibet Qing Sect.

He committed all kinds of evil, burning, killing and looting was just common, and raping women was even more common. It can be said that he killed countless people and was full of evil.

It's just that his strength is too advanced. Even if he does such great evil, no one can cure him. In the Sichuan-Tibet area, he is the only one of the Blood Knife Sect. In the Central Plains, although there are many masters, this Blood Knife ancestor is everywhere. Even if

There are experts who want to kill him, but they can't catch him.

As for going to the land of Sichuan and Tibet to defeat the Blood Knife Sect? Don't be kidding, everyone is very busy, and no one has time to spend so much energy on such a thankless task.

If it weren't for the endless hatred, no one would go all the way to Sichuan and Tibet to fight with the Blood Knife Sect. After all, the Blood Knife Sect is not just the ancestor of the Blood Knife Sect. In fact, the sect has many disciples. The Baoxiang who was killed by Yang Xingzhou was just

Among them, there are many masters, but they rarely come to the Central Plains, so their reputation is not obvious.

For various reasons, the Blood Knife Ancestor has always been at large. Even in the original work, he used the snowy mountain terrain alone to kill three of the Four Wonders of the South of the Yangtze River whose combat power was similar to his. The last one was frightened by his psychological tactics.

His temperament changed drastically, from a generous and heroic hero to a despicable and shameless villain.

The reason why Yang Xingzhou didn't dare to have the idea of ​​killing the Blood Knife Ancestor at first was that he was a little worried about being killed instead of killing him. But now, firstly, his cultivation is getting deeper and secondly, he needs to hone his courage, so when he saw the Blood Knife Elder, he

When he was an ancestor, he had the idea of ​​​​testing the sword.

During this period of time, when he was practicing hard on the mental and sword skills of the Blood Sword Sect, he also did not forget to practice the sword skills he originally practiced in Black Wind Village. His original sword skills were not very good, but after this period of improvement, his skills have improved in his field of vision.

It was already extraordinary, and my courage also improved a lot.

It is said that those who are skilled in art are bold. This is absolutely true. Now that he has met the Blood Knife Ancestor, he even has the intention to kill.

All these thoughts only flashed through his mind, but his expression was as normal as that of a normal person, as he walked slowly along the road in the town.

When the Blood Knife Ancestor in front was walking in front of him, he stopped and shouted: "Boy, are you from this small town?"

The old monk's voice was dry and hoarse, but it had some indescribable strength that made people want to listen.

Yang Xingzhou looked slightly stunned and said, "Yes."

Although he recognized the identity of the Blood Knife Ancestor, he still pretended to be an ordinary young man from a wealthy family, quite a bit like a nouveau riche. He was dressed in embroidered clothes and looked extremely luxurious.

Seeing the old monk asking, he immediately acted like a nerd and said, "Old monk, what do you want?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor smiled and asked: "Boy, where are the good-looking girls here? Whose family is the richest?"

Yang Xingzhou thought to himself: "Okay, this old monk must have no money and wants a woman! If I don't lure him away, I'm afraid someone in this town will be poisoned by him."

At that moment, he said stupidly: "A pretty little girl? I have a girl, and everyone says she is the most beautiful little girl. I wonder if the master is talking about my girl?"

He shook his head and said: "As for whose family is the richest? Of course, my family is the richest! There is a bag of pearl treasures in my yard. If I take out one at random, I can exchange it for a lot of things."

The Blood Knife Ancestor was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked at Yang Xingzhou up and down and said with a smile: "Wonderful! It turns out he is a nerd! And a rich nerd!"

He repeatedly praised: "Although you are clumsy, you are very handsome! Judging from this, your sister must be pretty! Good! Wonderful! The old monk is very beautiful!"

When he said this, he laughed loudly and said to Yang Xingzhou: "Okay, take me to your home!"

Yang Xingzhou had a look of confusion on his face and said, "Why are you going to my house? I just came out of home! I'm not going back!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor stretched out his palm, grabbed Yang Xingzhou lightly, and then grabbed the back of Yang Xingzhou's neck. He picked him up like a chicken and said with a smile: "You have to go back if you don't want to! Tell me quickly, where is your home?"

where?"

He was originally in front of Yang Xingzhou, but when he grabbed his palm, he was already behind Yang Xingzhou, and his movements were extremely strange.

Yang Xingzhou could see clearly that the body technique used by the old monk was exactly one of the practice postures in the Blood Knife Secret Book. Originally, Yang Xingzhou thought that the human body postures drawn in the secret book were only used to practice internal skills and mental techniques. He did not expect that these practice postures could be used in

Revealed physically.

The blood knife ancestor's turn and grab were just two simple moves, but they contained extremely profound martial arts principles. It opened his eyes and made him suddenly enlightened: "So that's it! I just thought that posture

I can only practice internal skills and mind skills, which can be used in conjunction with the sword skills of the Blood Sword Sect, but I didn’t expect that they can also be used in body skills! It’s amazing, the skills of the Blood Sword Sect are really unique!”

When the Blood Knife Ancestor caught him, Yang Xingzhou had already gotten lucky. If something went wrong, he would attack the Blood Knife Ancestor personally. Fortunately, the Blood Knife Ancestor thought that he was really just a nerd who was studying, so he picked up his neck and pulled him

He raised it gently and said with a smile: "Tell me, where is your home?"

Yang Xingzhou pretended to be curious and couldn't help but dance and shout: "Interesting! Interesting! You are such a skinny old monk, but you still have so much strength. You will be good at chopping wood and carrying water in the future!"

Seeing that he was not afraid, the Blood Knife Ancestor was also amused: "Damn it, you really can't read too much. If you read too much, you will easily become a fool!"

Laughing loudly: "You tell me where your home is, and more interesting things will happen in a while."

Yang Xingzhou said: "It's right there! After leaving the town, a yard near the hillside is my home!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor was suspicious: "Your family is so rich, so they should live in the town. Why do you live outside the town? Who would live in such a remote place?"

Yang Xingzhou said blankly: "That's where I study."

The ancestor of the Blood Knife suddenly realized: "It turns out that this fool is hiding in a quiet place to study. It's just that he is so stupid. No matter how quiet the place is, he can't read anything!"

Then he asked: "Are the girl and treasure you mentioned also in that courtyard?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "Yes! My sister went home during the day and would come back by car to take care of me at night. The bag of treasures was just sitting in the yard. I didn't even bother to bring it into the house."

The Blood Knife Ancestor was doubtful and thought: "This fool is talking nonsense. Who would throw a bag of treasures in the yard? But there is no harm in going over and taking a look. If what he said is wrong, I will kill him with one knife."

After making up his mind, he smiled and said: "If there is no treasure in a while, the old monk will not let you go!"

He has a thin body and a wide monk robe. It seems that a gust of wind can blow him to the ground. Yang Xingzhou is more than seven feet tall and weighs at least 1,670 kilograms. But at this time, the ancestor of the Blood Knife was carrying a

Yang Xingzhou was like carrying a chicken or duck, gently and skillfully, without any effort at all.

The old monk's movements were extremely fast. After a while, he walked through the town and arrived outside the courtyard that Yang Xingzhou bought. He looked at the somewhat shabby gate and asked doubtfully: "This is your courtyard? Why is it so shabby?"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the door gently. With a "click", the door lock suddenly fell off, and a hole was opened on the nose of the lock.

Yang Xingzhou secretly cheered: "What an internal strength! What a strength!"

Kicking the door open and using his inner strength to break the door lock, Yang Xingzhou could also do it at this time, but like the Blood Knife Ancestor, he just kicked it lightly and broke the lock silently.

In particular, he kicked the bottom of the door, and the door lock was in the middle of the door. He kicked down and shook the middle door lock. This use of internal energy was truly superb, far beyond what Yang Xingzhou could achieve at this time.

After kicking open the door, the Blood Knife Ancestor strode forward. When he entered the courtyard and saw the furnishings in the courtyard, he couldn't help but be disappointed: "Damn it, how much money can this poor family have in a broken courtyard? You bastard, you dare to lie.

Ancestor? See if I don’t cut you in two... Huh? What is this?"

He was about to get angry when he saw an open sack under a big tree in the yard. At this time, the sun was rising high, and the sunlight shone on the mouth of the sack, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.

The ancestor of the Blood Knife is a veteran thief and robber who knows the best about gold, silver and jewelry. When he saw the reflection, he noticed something was wrong. He couldn't help but feel startled. He quickly walked to the front of the sack and looked around. He couldn't help but be surprised.

Exhaled: "Damn, there really is a sack of treasure!"
Chapter completed!