Chapter 22 Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon
"In this world, there are not many people whose martial arts cultivation is comparable to that of the Blood Sword Ancestor. Apart from Ding Dian, they are the Southern Four Strangers 'Luohualiushui', the Northern Four Strangers 'Wind Tiger, Cloud Dragon', and the Southern Four Strangers.
I haven’t heard of anyone having an affair with the government, so it seems that this thin middle-aged man may be the master of the Four Northern Monsters!”
Yang Xingzhou looked at the tall and thin man standing in Yuan Ting Yue Zhi not far away, and admired his skill very much: "Just now, I tore the door open with my hands and smashed it into pieces. The movements were natural and the skills were clever. They were not inferior to the ancestors of the Blood Sword before. Hey.
Hehe, if this person comes forward, it’s enough for the Blood Sword Ancestor to drink a pot!"
A dozen spirit dogs twitched their noses at the owner's scolding and ran forward close to the ground. A group of officers and soldiers followed closely behind with weapons in hand.
The brave people in the town followed these officers and soldiers in twos and threes to watch the fun. A tall and thick peasant woman dressed as Yang Xingzhou also held her head on her back and watched the fun behind her. From time to time she opened her big mouth and let out a few incomprehensible laughs and sat down.
It confirmed his image of a country peasant woman.
Seeing these spirit dogs running further and further away, the idlers who were watching the excitement lost interest in watching the excitement. Coupled with the scoldings of the officers and soldiers, everyone dispersed one by one.
As a result, the village woman played by Yang Xingzhou could no longer follow him. He thought for a moment, slowed down his pace, found a place to rest for a while, and then followed the footsteps of the officers and soldiers.
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The presence of these officers and soldiers saved him a lot of energy. If these officers and soldiers could capture the Blood Knife Ancestor, Yang Xingzhou would no longer have any worries.
Just after walking more than ten miles, I heard a huge commotion in front of me, and there was a lot of noise.
A moment later, he saw a red-robed bald man running away in the rice field in front of him, cursing as he ran, "Damn it, relying on more to win, what kind of skill is that? If you have the ability to fight an old monk alone!"
Yang Xingzhou could see and hear clearly, and knew that the old monk and the old monk in front of him were the ancestors of the Blood Sword who had one of his arms cut off by him.
This man is really powerful. He was poisoned and suffered a broken arm, but he still has so much energy to escape. It seems that the poison in his body has been cured. It's really amazing.
At this time, behind him, a middle-aged man holding a long sword was chasing closely. It was the thin middle-aged man who had previously led the officers and soldiers to inspect Li Xiake's house.
The ancestor of the Blood Knife broke his arm. Not only did his fighting strength decrease, but his running speed was much slower than before. Now, running with all his strength, he couldn't even get rid of the man behind him. If it weren't for the sharpness of the Blood Knife in his hand, he would be so thin.
The tall man was worried, fearing that he might have fallen into the hands of the lanky man.
Seeing the Blood Knife Ancestor running over from far away, Yang Xingzhou stood there blankly, as if he was frightened. He didn't know how to dodge until the Blood Knife Ancestor ran in front of him.
"Feng, if you dare to chase me again, I will kill a few more people to show you!"
The Blood Knife Ancestor came to Yang Xingzhou and reached out to grab Yang Xingzhou's neck, preparing to pick him up and throw him to the tall and thin man behind him. He only hoped that he could stop the tall and thin man for a moment and give himself a chance to breathe.
In his eyes, the dumb village woman in front of him, although tall and carrying a head on her shoulders, did not pose any threat to him. She was just an ordinary peasant woman. No matter how strong she was, she could not hurt him.
A vellus hair.
But just when he picked up the village woman, he suddenly felt extremely uneasy. He hurriedly let go of his hand and flew back. But even so, he still couldn't avoid it. He saw the village woman suddenly shouted violently,
Spread your two fingers apart and point them towards his eyes.
puff!
The Blood Knife Ancestor only had time to dodge his right eye, but he couldn't dodge his left eye. After a clear sound, one of his eyeballs had already been poked open by Yang Xingzhou.
The Blood Knife Ancestor screamed, and in the midst of his screams, the Blood Knife in his hand struck Yang Xingzhou fiercely.
Yang Xingzhou moved his steps incorrectly, gently dodged the sword, and said with a smile: "Ancestor of the Blood Sword, it's been a long time!"
"Is it you?"
The Blood Knife Ancestor's left eye was in severe pain, and his mind was distracted. He closed his eyes and backed away, running forward crazily. His speed was extremely fast. He knew that if he didn't walk, he would die miserably, so he ran as fast as he could, faster than before.
More than twice as much.
He knew very well that he was in critical danger at this moment, and he could not stop at all while escaping for his life, otherwise he would be killed if he hesitated for even a moment.
After he recognized Yang Xingzhou, he had no chance or time to curse. Even though one of his eyes was blown out by Yang Xingzhou, he didn't stop running away.
Not to mention anything else, this Blood Sword Ancestor is the best in the world in terms of his grasp and response to the on-site situation.
In such a chaotic and seriously injured situation, he still chose the most life-saving response method.
The Blood Knife Ancestor howled and left without stopping, but the tall, thin middle-aged man behind him suddenly paused. He took a deep look at Yang Xingzhou and said, "Whose disciple are you? Why are you dressed like this?"
Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "I am a member of the Jianghu community, but I can't understand the life of this Blood Knife Ancestor, so I disguised myself and prepared to capture this person by surprise so that I could receive the reward. By chance, I met him today.
It's a pity that we took action against him, but still let him escape!"
The middle-aged man chuckled twice and said, "Don't worry, he can't escape!"
Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Then it depends on how you catch him. If you can catch this person and kill him, it will be considered as revenge for the many victims."
When he said this, he clasped his fists and saluted the tall and thin man: "My lord, the common people have to leave!"
The tall and thin man stepped forward and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Who are you?"
As he asked questions, his left hand slowly grabbed it, his palm shook slightly, and the force enveloped Yang Xingzhou's upper body.
Yang Xingzhou was taken aback, stretched out his hand to block, and said with a smile: "Why do we have to know each other before we meet? My lord, I will help you fight the bad guys, but you still want to arrest me?"
The two palms met, and both of them were shaken. The village girl's clothes Yang Xingzhou was wearing suddenly tore apart, and the two eggplants hanging on his chest immediately flew out, and the wig on his head was also shaken off, revealing his true face.
The tall and thin man swayed, his eyes fixed on Yang Xingzhou's face, and he said in a deep voice: "What a good internal skill! Are you Yang Xingzhou?"
Yang Xingzhou couldn't help but fall back and said with a smile: "Junior Yang Xingzhou has met his senior, what do you call him?"
"I am Feng Yunchuan!"
The tall and thin man couldn't help but admire: "What a good boy, you are so young, but your skills are so profound! With your age and ability, hehe, no one of your age can compare with you!"
When he said this, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand and said: "But the purpose of my coming here from Kyoto this time is to arrest you and put you in prison. As for the Blood Knife Ancestor, it was just a casual arrest. To us, you are comparable to
Blood Knife Ancestor is much more important!"
Chapter completed!