late at night.

Yang Xingzhou woke up from a deep trance.

He clearly knew that there was a danger approaching him, but why he felt this way? Even he himself didn't know what was going on. He had a strange spiritual experience of "I don't know what is mysterious and what is mysterious".

He clearly understood that he should have reached a certain level of cultivation, otherwise he would not have such a strange feeling. As for what kind of state this was, Yang Xingzhou could not explain clearly.

The feeling of danger was getting closer and closer. After Yang Xingzhou put on his clothes, put away his sword, and put everything away, he heard a slight movement in the distance, the sound of slow footsteps, and he quickly approached the inn where he was. A dog barked, but after a moment, it fell silent. It must have been shot by someone with a concealed weapon.

At this time, Yang Xingzhou had clearly sensed that the people running outside were five people. The skills of these five people were of varying levels, and their lightness skills were also very different. Some had heavy steps, while others acted lightly. As they approached, they Yang Xingzhou could also hear the heartbeats of these people.

"Jia Laoer, go blow the smoke, Shen Tong, Sha Mingjing, let's go in together and catch him. Wang Qiuwu, you watch from outside, don't let anyone notice."

A hoarse male voice sounded softly, and several people whispered in agreement. Then the unmanned aura got closer and closer, approaching the window and door of the guest room where Yang Xingzhou was. After a while, the window paper was gently poked from the outside, and a small A small cattail tube stretched out from the small hole, and then white smoke curled up and gently emerged from the cattail tube.

Yang Xingzhou sneered, stretched out his hand and clapped the white smoke in mid-air. With so much internal energy, the white smoke was forced back into the pu pipe and flowed backwards.

"Ahem!"

The guy who was blowing the smoke couldn't help coughing. As soon as he coughed, his body suddenly went numb and he couldn't move anymore.

The other four people also felt their bodies numb, and they were all frozen in place by a strange force. They were unable to move, let alone speak, as if they were trapped in the deepest nightmare, unable to wake up even if they wanted to. Do it.

In fact, they were all hit by Yang Xingzhou's soul-fixing needle, and their bodies were paralyzed by the strong anesthetic, so they were unable to move.

Yang Xingzhou had several kinds of poisonous needles in his hand at this time. The most common one was the Wutu Divine Needle. The flying needle was khaki in color. Not to mention sealing the throat upon seeing blood, it was extremely impressive. After an ordinary expert was poisoned, for a moment or three, When the poisonous energy attacks the heart, the whole person will be wasted. It will no longer be possible to gather the true energy, and the person will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

But this soul-fixing needle has been soaked in powerful anesthetic. Anyone who is stabbed by the soul-fixing needle will be paralyzed instantly and cannot move. It will take twelve hours to untie it. This is still flying. When the needle is pulled out, if the flying needle remains stuck in the body, it will be impossible to untie it even for ten days and nights.

The five people outside the window were shot at important points on their bodies by Yang Xingzhou with the Soul-Calming Needle. The inner energy contained in the flying needle had already touched their acupuncture points, and then the anesthetic took effect rapidly, instantly immobilizing them on the spot, as if they had been enchanted by the legend. The body-holding technique is average.

After settling these five people, Yang Xingzhou chuckled and continued to meditate and adjust his breath. He was too lazy to go out to catch them and ask them. Anyway, if there was anything, it wouldn't be too late to ask them tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, the waiter's screams broke the tranquility of the inn. As soon as a diligent waiter walked to the corridor on the second floor, he saw several men standing like statues around Yang Xingzhou's guest room. There were two The knife was drawn out, and his face was ferocious. It looked like he was not a good person. The waiter was immediately frightened and shouted loudly: "A murderer! There are robbers!"

"There are gangsters coming here to kill people!"

The waiter in this shop was so frightened that he peed his pants and ran downstairs in a puff of smoke, shouting and shouting.

Bang bang bang!

Several doors opened at the same time, and Gao Yanan, Hu Tiehua and several other men jumped out with swords in hand.

Yang Xingzhou also opened the door. As the door opened, a man fell in.

The man was originally leaning against Yang Xingzhou's door, pulling out a long knife and trying to break in. However, Yang Xingzhou stopped him and stood there all night. At this time, Yang Xingzhou's door opened, and he immediately leaned forward, but the long knife in his hand was already gone.

He pulled it out, and now he lay forward, with the blade of the long knife pointing upwards, right at his own throat.

puff!

The blade cut into his neck with great pleasure.

Yang Xingzhou was startled, worried that blood would spurt out in the room, so he kicked him up into the air and landed in the lobby on the first floor of the inn. Blood sprayed out from his neck, and he was dead by the sight.

"Huh? Someone actually came to commit murder in broad daylight!"

Yang Xingzhou walked out of the room refreshed, with a surprised look on his face: "Is this Caozhou Mansion so chaotic? In broad daylight, someone rushed into the inn to commit murder? Shouting, you are not alone, there are so many here? This is all

Are you here to kill me?"

He looked at the four men in his room and marveled: "Tsk, tsk, look at your clothes, you are disciples of the Beggar Clan, right? What? You didn't succeed in stealing my horse. Are you here to seek revenge? It's amazing! Actually!

More vengeful than me!"

While Yang Xingzhou was speaking, he reached out and flicked the soul-fixing needles on several people. He had withdrawn the soul-fixing needles from the air. Thin lines of blood flowed out from the four people's bodies, but no one noticed it after they were blocked by their clothes.

Even after retracting the flying needle, these four people were still unable to move. The poison permeated their entire bodies, and it would be difficult for them to recover even tomorrow.

Gao Yanan wore a frosty mask, walked up to the four people, looked at the four people, then looked at Yang Xingzhou, and whispered: "Is this what's going on?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "What else could be going on? Can't you see? Revenge is coming!"

Gao Yanan raised his eyebrows and said, "Revenge? Revenge for what? My disciples have bad conduct. They deserve to be beaten. It's a good thing if they are not killed. How dare you have the nerve to take revenge?"

She approached Yang Xingzhou and whispered: "It will be difficult to kill someone now, so it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. I just have something to discuss with Ci, the director of the Beggar's Gang. The more beggars there are, the better. It would be best for Ren Ci to come and meet me in person."

Gao Yanan stamped his feet and said: "Isn't this your first time in the Central Plains? Why are you acting so arrogant? A disciple of the Beggar Clan is not a good candidate for you to establish your authority in the world!"

Yang Xingzhou chuckled and said, "What are you afraid of? If I can't defeat them, won't you still be there to help me? And Hu Daxia, will he just stand by and watch? Don't you think so, Brother Hu?"

Hu Tiehua next to him hummed: "You are so skilled and you still need my help? How can these Beggar Clan disciples be your opponents? Gao Yanan, you'd better stay away from this guy surnamed Yang. Now he has provoked the Beggar Clan.

Who knows what else he can do next!"

Gao Yanan snorted extremely arrogantly, raised his chin and looked at the sky: "Do you care? Who am I? You should stop meddling in my affairs! You are not my man, why should you care about me!"

Hu Tiehua: "..."

He really couldn't reply for a while. He murmured for a long time before he said: "At least we are good friends. As friends, I don't want you to jump into the fire pit!"

Yang Xingzhou: "...Brother Hu, we are not familiar with each other. I invited you for a drink yesterday. Why do you fall out and stop recognizing each other? Gao Nuxia is affectionate to me. You should express your congratulations. It's not easy for him.

You find a man like me who has everything you want, good character, good martial arts, and a lot of money. Where in the world can you find a man as good as me? If you don't like him, why don't you let me like him?

?Are you being too lenient?"

Gao Yanan: "Yes, Hu Tiehua, I have been chasing you for almost five years, and you have been ignoring me for five years. My heart has turned gray and I have decided to give up. Now I have found a good person like Mr. Yang. As a friend,

Shouldn't you congratulate me? Why are you still mocking Mr. Yang in your words? Are you so narrow-minded?"

Hu Tiehua's heart ached, and she reluctantly moved the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "Then... then congratulations to Gao Nuxia for finding a good husband."

Seeing Hu Tiehua's expression, Gao Yanan's eyes were slightly flustered. He glanced at Yang Xingzhou and said, "You can't be so absolute. Although Young Master Yang is a good person, I am not familiar with him after all. Why do you think he is my ideal husband?"

It’s too early.”

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the two of them have to get to know each other. It's too early to talk about marriage, but I believe that after Gao Nuxia and I have been together for a while, she will understand my feelings.

If we really get married then, Brother Hu will definitely come and have a wedding drink."

Hu Tiehua said: "Definitely, definitely!"

He turned around, his face turned pale, and he returned to the guest room in a state of despair. He no longer had the intention to care about the dead people in the Beggar Gang.

When Gao Yanan saw him leaving, there was a look of unbearability in his eyes, and he whispered to Yang Xingzhou: "Hey, is it almost done?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "Are you feeling distressed? It's early!"

There was a death in the inn, which was a serious matter. The innkeeper ran out to report the matter and closed the door to prevent the guests from leaving. The whole inn was in chaos.

Yang Xingzhou was too lazy to deal with these messy things, so he walked to the backyard with Gao Yanan. After Gao Yanan tied the saddle on the horse, he stretched out his hand and pushed. Gao Yanan's white horse neighed, suddenly rose into the air, and flew out of the courtyard.

This horse weighed at least a thousand pounds. When Yang Xingzhou pushed it, it was like a paper horse. It seemed to be weightless and flew away from the wall several feet away. Yang Xingzhou was so powerful that Gao Ya boys had never seen it before.

At this time, Yang Xingzhou has cultivated Longxiang Boruo Gong to the twelfth level, which is close to the legendary thirteenth level of Dzogchen. Every move has a huge power of ten thousand kilograms. According to the local saying of Longxiang Boruo Gong, it is ten thousand kilograms.

The power of the two dragons and the twelve elephants is so powerful that it reaches an incredible level. Ordinary boulders can be pushed away. Even a city wall can be pushed through a hole with one palm. This mere horse can naturally be counted in his hands.

Nothing.

Gao Yanan was shocked: "Why did you throw the horse out? Why do you have so much strength?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "The more I eat, the stronger I will be."

He climbed onto the back of the red horse and lifted the reins. The red horse suddenly jumped up, flew over the courtyard wall, and landed outside: "Let's go, come with me to Jinan Mansion."

Gao Yanan jumped out of the courtyard and saw that his horse was safe and sound. He turned to look at Yang Xingzhou's Red Flame Dragon Colt: "Why is your horse so handsome? It can jump out of such a high courtyard wall! Why are you going to Jinan?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "The disciples of the Beggar Clan treated me like this. I'm going to go find their leader to comment."

When he said this, he paused and then said: "By the way, I'm revealing a big secret from many years ago."

Gao Yanan asked curiously: "What secret?"
Chapter completed!