A few days later.

There was a mass grave in the place where graves were lined with graves and a few crows croaking on the dead trees, which made people shudder. At this time, a figure came quickly. This person was Yang Zheng, and he had been chasing him for several days.

However, he looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were a little torn, and his sword marks were some. He chased him several times and wanted to catch Zhang Kaifeng, but Zhang Kaifeng was as slippery as a loach. He set up a trap to attract him. If he hadn't been his own strength, he would have been injured.

Moreover, what angered him the most was that the trap set by Zhang Kaifeng would escape as long as he could not complete the damage to him, without any nostalgia. He had deliberately set flaws several times to lead Zhang Kaifeng, but Zhang Kaifeng always escaped at critical moments.

Several times of luring the enemy have made Zhang Kaifeng like a frightened bird, no longer taking a sword casually, and the light skills he possesses are too fast, so it is not easy to catch him.

Looking at the mass grave in front of him, Yang Zheng knew that he had been led away by Zhang Kaifeng. He temporarily lost Zhang Kaifeng's trace and was upset. It had been several days since he chased Zhang Kaifeng, and he could not kill him. If it was spread, it would not make fun of his fellow travelers in the world.

What he uneasy about him was that Zhang Kaifeng's sword became more and more sharp. After several fights, he felt the deepest. Zhang Kaifeng's growth was too fast, although it could not be compared with him.

"Ri!"

At this time, a black eagle coiled over his head. Seeing the eagle Yang Zheng's expression changed, he knew the importance of this eagle in Yangjiabao. When there was no emergency, the family would not release such eagle.

With one hand, the black eagle flew down and stood on Yang Zheng's arm, took off the letter brought by the eagle. The eagle flew away spiritually. Yang Zheng read it. After a while, he used his internal force to smash the letter into powder.

"Lin'an City, you can't escape!" Yang Zheng showed a ferocious anger on his face, turned around and left the mass grave, and walked towards Lin'an City.

Lin'an City is a city with a long time construction. At this time, Zhang Kaifeng was standing in front of the city gate. His clothes were torn. Fortunately, he washed away the sludge and blood on his body, and his whole body looked pretty. Lin'an City is an important city in the south of the Great Yan River. Although it is not very prosperous, it also attracted many martial arts people to come for adventure. Zhang Kaifeng walked into Lin'an City with a long sword, but did not receive too much inspection. It was his appearance that attracted a lot of attention.

It was early morning, and there were shops in the city to do business. A luxurious restaurant surrounded the sky above Lin'an City. Many vendors had already stood the stalls and placed them on them. Zhang Kaifeng was still a little uncomfortable when he was looking at him with strange eyes when he was walking on the street. After all, he lived in the remote Nanshan Town since he was a child, and rarely traveled far away, so he was not used to such a prosperous place.

Seeing his ragged clothes, he couldn't help but sigh. No wonder he was regarded as a beggar in this way. Many people would avoid him from a distance when they saw him and had to find a shop to buy a dress.

"Gogging! Is this a stinky beggar a place where you can come in?" When the servant of the shop saw Zhang Kaifeng's appearance, he immediately started to curse.

Zhang Kaifeng's face was frost and he said coldly: "What did you say!"

A cold murderous aura stirred, and the servant realized that he saw the long sword in Zhang Kaifeng's hand and his face was pale. He thought he was a beggar just now, but he didn't expect that the other party was a warrior.

"Guest...Guest...Refresh your anger!" The servant's forehead was sweating coldly, and he kicked the iron plate.

Zhang Kaifeng stared at him for a moment and took back the murderous aura on his body. He knew that he could not be humble when he saw others with his appearance, otherwise it would only make people worse.

With a "bang!", the boss who walked out of the shop slapped the servant on the head, looked at Zhang Kaifeng, and said, "Don't be angry about this thing that needs to be packed. Everyone comes here. If the guest is attracted to that set of clothes, just say it."

Zhang Kaifeng didn't say anything nonsense. He immediately took off a set of white clothes, changed into clothes, and then turned around and left the store after paying.

"You kid will have a better memory next time and open your mouth without paying attention. One day you will be killed by your mouth." After sending Zhang Kaifeng away, the shop owner scolded the servant.

"I didn't know that people in the world now like this dress!" The servant felt aggrieved.

"Shut up! Lin'an City has not been peaceful recently. Be careful and make a fuss. If you believe it or not, I will break your legs." The shop owner was stern.

Zhang Kaifeng naturally didn't know all this. He had found his residence and was using his qi to heal his wounds. He didn't dare to relax at all. After he killed Yang Xiu, he did not dare to stay too much. Instead, after several days of running around, he would erase his own tracks along the way and then set up a trap to guide Yang Xiu's father. He did not want such a strong man to follow him, otherwise even if he had ten lives, he would not be enough for others to kill him.

After seeing Yang Xiu's father, Zhang Kaifeng quickly calmed down and analyzed all possible things. He knew that once a tiger loses his beloved son, he would definitely go crazy and would definitely chase him desperately. The power of the tiger was not something he could resist, only by fighting wits and courage.

Zhang Kaifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, had been regulating his breath for a long time. Around him, wisps of blue halos always lingered on him. The blue halos emitted a terrible cold air, which made Zhang Kaifeng's face turn purple, and the room was filled with a cold breath.

In the past few days, Zhang Kaifeng has escaped all the way. On the one hand, he has tempered his demonic heart to fight Yang Zheng, but he is also injured. Yangjiabao's unique martial arts Shuang Yunluo belongs to the Cambrian arts. The cold air invades his body, causing his internal breath to be poor. Moreover, if it cannot be driven away, it will inevitably hurt the heart meridians, which is a chronic death.

The magic sword Taoist mental method was activated, and Zhang Kaifeng continued to use his skills to heal his wounds, and used his own skills to continuously resist the invasion of the cold air. After about one stick of incense, Zhang Kaifeng spit out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly pale, but soon, his face felt relieved, and he looked much more energetic. He came from Nanshan Town, and his first destination was naturally the remote city of Dayan.

He frowned and quickly wiped dry. He didn't want people to discover his identity. Although it was common for a warrior to be injured, he would be targeted by others if he was not careful. He didn't want to happen to him.

The escape these days has indeed made him exhausted. Yang Zhen was as crazy as Zhang Kaifeng expected, but the old world is the old world. He was able to suppress the pain of losing his son at a critical moment, and he suddenly hurt him hard for the offense. He actually came to design him with his backhand, which was indeed very experienced in human nature.

It has been three days since he killed Yang Xiu and led to Yang Zheng's pursuit. He was running away all the time, but Yang Zheng discovered that he was chasing him all the way. The trap set by Zhang Kaifeng was becoming increasingly difficult to cause damage, and he had fewer and fewer opportunities to draw his sword. In the past few days, he was unable to draw his sword at all, because Yang Zheng seemed to have discovered his rules and always hurt him between offense and defense, which is also the reason why he suffered more severe injuries.

"Demon Sword Dao! What is Demon Sword Dao?" Zhang Kaifeng calmed down: "Why is Demon Sword Dao a sword technique, and it also needs to be matched with Feng Wu's ten-strike, the ultimate light skill. Why is the ancestor of the Demon Sword Dao?"

Zhang Kaifeng couldn't help but think. Although body skills are essential to all warriors, he knew that the ancestors of the Demon Sword Dao created these two martial arts, and that what they should have encountered would make the ancestors of the Demon Sword Dao reflect and realize this supreme light skill. However, he knew that the Demon Sword Dao focused on the Demon Sword Dao, and the ultimate in practicing sword was to grow with the sword.

The sword practitioner is Wei Jian Wei Dao. Could it be that he misunderstood? Zhang Kaifeng's sword that has escaped for several days has always been a very inch shorter than that, which has gradually caused Zhang Kaifeng to have questions about the magic sword.

The sword moves of the Demon Swordsmanship are all over the world, and they should be the most powerful sword techniques in the world, but why is he always unable to get the true meaning? He has already understood the Magic Fengshe, but he always feels that the remaining moves cannot be understood.

Despite this, Zhang Kaifeng's demonic heart transformation has become more and more smooth and skillful after several days of escape. The demonic heart sensing between life and death has become more sensitive, and his demonic heart has been greatly trained.

While Zhang Kaifeng was thinking, there was a knock on the door outside, which made his expression condense and he instinctively held the sword beside the bed: "Who is it!"

"The food you want is ready. Can I come in?" The servant's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!" Zhang Kaifeng stood up and went to the table.

The servant put the food on the table and said, "Please use it slowly, please."

"Yes!" Zhang Kaifeng nodded and called the servant who turned and left: "Please wait."

"What are the instructions for the guest officer?" the servant turned around.

Zhang Kaifeng took out a broken silver from his arms and threw it to the servant, and asked, "Has something happened to Lin'ancheng recently?"

After taking Zhang Kaifeng's broken silver, the servant's smile became even brighter and said, "Let's talk about big things! There are some things recently, Pili Hall and Yangjiabao in Yanbei are on the shore."

"Oh! What's going on?" Zhang Kaifeng's expression remained unchanged, and he had probably guessed a few points in his heart.

"It is said that Yangjiabao in Yanbei stole their things and killed their people." The servant took Zhang Kaifeng's broken silver and said harder: "It is said that the Yangjiabao killed the people from Pilitang. The atmosphere was very tense when the two men came to Lin'an City."

"Oh! These people fight and kill all day long, but it's a pain for us ordinary people." The waiter complained dejectedly.

Zhang Kaifeng smiled slightly and asked, "Do you know what Yangjiabao has taken from Pili Hall."

"How do we ordinary people know?" The waiter was helpless. People in the martial arts world always said: "The atmosphere here is tense recently. The guest officials have nothing to do to try to avoid causing trouble in order to avoid causing fish in the pond."

"I understand!" Zhang Kaifeng smiled and sent the waiter away and closed the door.

Back at the table, Zhang Kaifeng picked up the food and narrowed his eyes slightly. His chance came, and Yang Zheng would definitely follow him all the way. Moreover, Yang Xiu's killing of Pili Hall was in trouble. However, there is no evidence of Pili Hall now, he can only stare at him. He must throw out a bait that is enough to make people excited.

Zhuguo is a good choice. Zhang Kaifeng touched his chin and smiled. Once this kind of martial arts holy object appears, it will inevitably cause shock. Many people in the martial arts world who were afraid of Yangjiabao before will inevitably flock to him. Yangjiabao will inevitably be busy. Yang Zhengshi must have no time to clone him here, and then he will have the opportunity to eat Zhuguo to enhance his skills.

Now, because the two major martial arts forces are full of gunpowder, they attract many people from the martial arts world. Although people from the martial arts world don’t know what happened, they still like to join in the fun.
Chapter completed!