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After solving the blood wolf and looting some things in the blood wolf house that could barely enter his eyes, Fang Xin began to operate the special sensory method in the Pingtian Jue, and began to look for the traces of the bloody tiger in the wooden building on the side.

At this time, there were still many fierce bandits walking back and forth outside the door of the blood wolf, and there was no trace of the blood wolf in the house.

Under normal circumstances, there would be two of these patrol bandits guarding the door of the blood wolf's house, but today the blood wolf did not let people guard the door in order to be happy with the bewitching woman, and did not let his subordinates hear it outside.

This also caused Fang Xin to appear in his house, he talked to Fang Xin so much that he died and the guards did not hear it at the door, and now even the bewitching woman was knocked out by Fang Xin, and no one knows about his death so far.

The poor blood wolf was fierce for a lifetime, but now he died aggrieved, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move, so he died in a woman's bed.

The blood wolf has no other hobbies, it is very lustful, as early as many years ago, the blood tiger once said that he must be bad because of women in the future, but the blood wolf did not take the blood tiger's words to heart, and still went his own way, without the slightest restraint.

Now the words of the blood tiger have finally come true, and the blood wolf has lost his life directly because of the woman, and he doesn't even have a chance to make a move.

And the eldest brother of the blood wolf, who is also the big boss of the three major leaders of the bloody bandits, may not have much chance of surviving now.

Fang Xin was already looking for his traces in the special magic technique in the Running Flat Heaven Technique, and now among the three murderous bloodies, he was the only one left.

Blood Tiger's second brother Blood Wolf was killed by Fang Xin's move, and the third brother Blood Fox was tortured and killed by Fang Xin, I don't know how Blood Tiger would feel when he knew about it.

"En?" Fang Xin, who was running the special technique of the Pingtian Technique, patiently searched for it, but after a few breaths, Fang Xin did not find the breath that belonged to the Blood Tiger.

"In the late stage of the Mortal Realm Ninefold, the Mortal Realm Ninefold Peak, and the Mortal Realm Ninefold Peak.." Feeling the breath of the blood tiger living in the wooden building, Fang Xin muttered to himself, feeling a little strange.

In the blood wolf's room, Fang Xin had already explored every corner of the wooden building where the blood tiger lived, there were dozens of breaths in the wooden building, but none of them belonged to the blood tiger's breath.

According to the task of the Demon God Palace, the lowest cultivation of the Blood Tiger is also at the peak of the fourfold mortal realm, and now it may be further cultivated with the assistance of Zhuge Yu's Juyuan Banner, reaching the fivefold peak of the mortal realm.

However, this possibility is not very large, the breakthrough of the small realm of cultivation is simple, but the breakthrough of the large realm has a bottleneck, and the current cultivation of the blood tiger may still be the peak of the mortal realm, but the breath in the body is more mellow.

However, in Fang Xin's investigation, there was no aura that matched the Blood Tiger, and the highest cultivation in that wooden building was only the peak of the Mortal Realm, which was obviously much worse than the Blood Tiger's cultivation, and it could not be a Blood Tiger.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xin was not in the wooden building where the Blood Tiger was not living at this time, and he had to make another plan.

If the Blood Tiger is not in his own wooden building, where will it be? Fang Xin didn't know.

Although Fang Xin didn't know, it didn't mean that others didn't know either, now Fang Xin was wearing the blood-colored shirt worn by the bloody bandits, but he could use the fake to find out where the blood tiger was now.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin no longer hesitated, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash, leaving only a blood wolf's headless body and a bewitching woman who had passed out in a coma.

The scenery changed in front of him, and when Fang Xin reappeared, he was already behind a house in the wooden village.

This time, Fang Xin didn't meet a fierce bandit who got up to go to the toilet, Fang Xin was not revealed by others, he appeared here out of thin air, but now even if he is revealed, he has a way to explain that what he is wearing at this time is a blood-colored shirt exclusive to the bandits.

Fang Xin, who was dressed in a blood-colored shirt, tied his golden long together, his face was not calm and calm, he changed into a rogue look, and walked down the street slowly.

It is very clever to blend into the crowd, the number of fierce bandits in the bloody village is quite a lot, almost equivalent to a village that is not too small, at this time it is already noon, the sun is hanging high, and there are not a few bandits walking in the village.

Some of the bandits were wearing blood-colored robes, and some of the bandits were wearing blood-colored shirts, just like the short shirts worn by Fang Xin, there was no difference in the color of the clothes, they were all blood-red like blood, but the length was different.

When Fang Xin was talking to a fierce bandit before, he learned that the length of this blood-colored shirt was not worn at random, the longer the blood-colored shirt represented the higher the status, like the blood-colored shirt that Fang Xin had now passed on was worn by the lowest-level fierce bandits, and his strength was below the seventh level of the mortal realm.

Since Fang Xin wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the Blood Tiger, he naturally didn't go back to a lowly bandit to ask, such a bandit didn't know any news about the Blood Demon Boss, even if he didn't necessarily see the Blood Demon Master once a day.

If there are fierce bandits who know the way of the blood tiger, it must also be those fierce bandits wearing blood-colored robes, and such fierce bandits have a much higher status than those in short shirts.

"Hey, bro. Fang Xin walked around casually on the road, and saw a middle-aged fierce bandit in a blood-colored robe, who had cultivated to the ninefold peak of the mortal realm, and his status in the bloody village should not be low, so Fang Xin shouted.

Hearing Fang Xin's shout, the middle-aged fierce bandit in a blood-colored robe looked at him, and after seeing the blood-colored shirt on his body, he turned his head indifferently and continued to walk forward, ignoring it at all.

"Can't you hear me talking to you?" Seeing that the middle-aged murderer didn't pay attention to him, Fang Xin was not discouraged, and ran to the middle-aged thief in a bit of a hurry, blocking his way, pointing at his nose and shouting loudly.

"Boy, you're looking for death. When the middle-aged bandit saw that a low-level bandit in a short shirt dared to talk to him like this, his eyes flashed with anger, and he said in a gloomy voice, and he was going to make a move.

"I am Ying Protector's subordinate, and now I have something important to report to the head of the Blood Tiger, do you dare to kill me?" Seeing the middle-aged fierce bandit who wanted to kill himself, he did not panic, and said without fear.

Fang Xin's body was still swaying back and forth as he spoke, and he really looked as arrogant as he wanted.

The middle-aged bandit who looked at this picture gritted his teeth even more.