Before Yang Xingzhou left the small town where he was hiding, he hid all the gold master's treasures he had obtained from Tianning Temple. After confirming that the traps were correct, he strode away.

"With the behavior of the Blood Knife Ancestor, when he was escaping to heal his wounds, he would definitely spread the news that I was living in seclusion in this small town. Hehe, I used this method to deal with Ding Dian, but the Blood Knife Ancestor used the same method.

The method used to deal with me is indeed a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution will be unpleasant!"

"But I'm not Ding Dian, and I won't be stupid enough to let the martial arts masters chase me without knowing how to escape. Hehe, this move can be used against Ding Dian, but it has no use against me, Yang!"

He is a thoughtful person, and when the Blood Knife Ancestor escaped, he had already deduced various methods that the other party would use against him. Among them, the most convenient and cost-effective method is to tell the outside world about his whereabouts, so that people in the world and the officialdom can know about him.

News in Gangneung.

You must know that Yang Xingzhou is now famous. He has gained a great reputation when he first came out of the world. It is enough to kill Baoxiang. There are many people in the martial arts who have better cultivation methods than Baoxiang. But he broke into Jingzhou Mansion in broad daylight.

Yamen, beheaded Ling Tuisi, the prefect of Jingzhou, but his methods and courage far surpassed all those in the martial arts world.

In this world, there are many corrupt officials, but I have never seen any heroes who specialize in killing corrupt officials and removing corrupt officials. All they can do is fight with people in the world, and few have the courage to provoke people in the government.

After all, Jianghu people still cannot afford to offend the government, otherwise there will be endless troubles, so killing officials has been rare since ancient times.

And now, when Yang Xingzhou first came out of the world, he killed the adulterous monk Baoxiang, beheaded the magistrate of Jingzhou, fought with Ding Dian and escaped completely. Although these things were small, they were all big things.

If anyone knew that he almost trapped and killed the Blood Knife Ancestor, it would really cause a sensation in the entire world.

The outcome of the matter was indeed as expected by Yang Xingzhou. The day after he left his residence, a large group of officers and soldiers came to his town and conducted a careful search. Naturally, nothing was found, but many people were hit.

The information arranged by Yang Xingzhou was seriously injured.

While these people were searching, Yang Xingzhou was watching not far from the town. At this time, he was dressed as a tall village woman with thick hands and big feet.

Let's watch the fun together silly.

Among the officers and soldiers who searched the town, the leader was tall and thin, with a yellow face and golden eyes. His hands were like two rotten cattail fans, and his fingers were thin and long. Walking on the road, he looked like a straw man or a paper King Kong.

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This man had a pair of slender eyes and a face that was calm and powerful. After realizing that Yang Xingzhou's mechanism in the courtyard was hurting people, he sneered and pulled off the courtyard gate with a casual pull. He then slapped it with a palm, and the gate immediately fell into pieces.

He held these broken pieces in his hand and threw them out one by one. The sound of "swish, swish, swish" was reflected in all the places in the courtyard that were suspected to be organs.

Bang bang bang!

He triggered several mechanisms one after another, smoke flew out, and the ground cracked. After a while, calm was restored.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The tall and thin man glanced around the courtyard and ordered his officers and soldiers: "Continue searching!"

This time, no mechanism was touched, but nothing useful was found.

"Let's go. This person is very alert. I'm afraid he has left this place long ago. Besides, there is still doubt whether this person is Yang Xingzhou. Let's go back to the Yamen first!"

The leading man let out a long sigh, knowing that the other party was alert and that he could not find anything anymore. He was about to lead his people back to the Yamen when suddenly a subordinate ran over carrying a cloth bag with a pale face and whispered: "Sir, this

There’s a severed arm in the bag!”

The tall and thin man raised his eyebrows a few times, reached out to take the bag, looked at it, his face changed color slightly, and said, "Where did you find this?"

The subordinate opposite said: "A nearby family took the initiative to give it to me. They said that the family dog ​​brought it home from outside and scared two of his family members. When they were making a noise, the humble official happened to pass by and took it.

The arm was brought over."

The tall and thin man slowly took out the arm from the bag, and saw that the arm was broken at shoulder level, and the skin was wrinkled. It looked like an old man's arm, but the muscles and bones were thick. Although not very strong, it was stronger than an ordinary person's arm.

There are so many, they look like the arms of a martial artist.

He was slightly curious and turned the arm slightly. He saw a blood-dripping red sword tattooed on the wrist of the arm. There were some strange words next to the sword, giving off a strange aura.

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The tall and thin man's expression changed drastically, and he lost his voice and said: "Ancestor of the Blood Knife!"

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes: "Who is it? Cut off the arm of the leader of the Blood Knife Sect? Could it be Yang Xingzhou who did it? How is this possible!"

From the moment he entered the small courtyard where Yang Xingzhou was, the man looked calm and confident. However, after seeing the tattoo on his arm, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

He concealed his surprise and shock: "There are such masters in the world!"

He is someone who has personally learned the skills of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and knows that this person is very good. More than ten years ago, his disciple fought against the Blood Knife Ancestor, and was cut into more than ten pieces by the Blood Knife Ancestor's rapid knives, and the one who died

The disciple's cultivation can be considered as a good hand in the world, but in the end, he cannot stop the blood sword ancestor's sharp sword skills in an instant.

Therefore, this tall and lanky man thought that even if he took action himself, he might not be able to defeat the master of the Blood Knife Sect. Later, in order to avenge his apprentice, he secretly sent people to investigate the origins and techniques of the Blood Sword Sect of the Sichuan-Tibet Qing Sect. Regarding the Blood Knife Sect,

He knows the affairs of the sect very well, and knows that the biggest difference between the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect and the leader is the difference in clothing and tattoos.

Ordinary disciples are not even qualified to wear the Blood Knife Monk's robes. Only the outstanding members of the Blood Knife Sect are qualified to wear the Blood Knife Monk's robes and walk around the world, and only such disciples will be tattooed with secret techniques by the elders of the sect.

Most disciples only have a few drops of blood tattooed on their bodies. Only the master will have the blood knife pattern tattooed on his wrist.

The divine weapon is tattooed on the body, representing the Blood Knife Sect.

Therefore, when he saw the tattoo on this arm, the tall and thin man immediately knew that this arm belonged to the Blood Knife Ancestor, and the horror in his heart was indescribable.

"awesome!"

His eyebrows trembled and his heart pounded. After taking a deep breath, he slowly recovered and told his subordinates: "Go and borrow some good dogs with good noses!"

The subordinates did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly went to nearby villages and towns to "borrow" more than a dozen spirit dogs. Some of these dogs were hunting dogs, some were domestic dogs, and some were fighting dogs. They were of different types and sizes. Under the guidance of their respective owners, they came to the thin

In front of high school seniors.

The middle-aged man reached out and held the Blood Knife Ancestor's arm in front of the dogs, letting them smell it carefully, and then ordered: "Let them remember this smell and find the owner of this broken arm!"

A group of dog owners did not dare to disobey, so they all bowed their heads in agreement, each leading their own dogs and walking out following the scent.

Yang Xingzhou watched from a short distance and was secretly amused: "Now let's see how the Blood Sword Ancestor escaped? Well, who is this tall and thin man? He has a good cultivation level. He can walk like a dragon and step like a tiger, and he can stand upright and have a great bearing.
Chapter completed!