Chapter 913: They left in good spirits, but they couldn't go back!

In the lands of Jiangnan, a steed of the Ferghana breed was galloping at full speed.

Having captured Addressing Shui Sheng, the Blood Knife Ancestor was currently overjoyed. He looked at his "grand-disciple" Di Yun and said, "Wait until the Ancestor finishes setting your leg, then you can enjoy this girl to your heart's content. I'll even let you have a taste of her then!"

Hearing the Blood Knife Ancestor's words, Di Yun felt his heart collapse.

He had finally managed to escape from prison, only to jump out of the tiger's den and straight into a pack of wolves.

First, there was the chaotic brawl between Addressing Shui Sheng, Bao Xiang, and the others. Then, he accidentally hammered someone to death, only to have his leg broken by Addressing Shui Sheng's horse, and finally, he was "saved" by the Blood Knife Ancestor by mistake. It was truly a miserable sight!

However, Di Yun did not know that an even more headache-inducing trouble was waiting for him behind: the Blood Butcher Zhang Cheng had already caught up!

One must know that after seeing through Di Yun's identity, Zhang Cheng had completely forgotten everything else, because in his mind right now, there were only the words: "Liancheng Secret Treasure"!

Whipping his horse to catch up, Shui Dai of the Southern Four Wonders had risked his life to save his daughter. The four of them had chased all the way from Jiangnan to the lands beyond the Great Wall.

In the vast snowy mountains, the Blood Knife Ancestor finally discovered Di Yun's identity, because this brat had actually taken advantage of the moment he was fighting the Southern Four Wonders to suddenly rescue Addressing Shui Sheng.

In the vast, snowy mountains, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look around and say, "Damn it, this is ridiculous. Are all these Jianghu people stubborn mules? They've run so far, and they're still chasing me, damn it!"

Unable to stop himself from exhaling cold air, Zhang Cheng couldn't tell where he was at all.

Because he had followed the Southern Four Wonders, he hadn't discovered the location of the Blood Knife Ancestor and the others at all. And even worse, he was lost!

In this continuous range of snowy mountains, if he hadn't been practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, he would have frozen to death long ago.

Looking around in anger, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but clench his fists and say, "Once I find those people, I'll definitely hammer them to death!"

Thinking about how he had chased all the way from Jiangnan to the lands beyond the Great Wall, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sneeze. Fortunately, he had learned the "Grass-Flying Skill," otherwise, after all this wandering and hardship, he reckoned the soles of his feet would have been sparking fire!

However, just as Zhang Cheng was looking around, he suddenly felt something flowing down his forehead.

Reaching up to touch it, Zhang Cheng looked at the fresh blood and was instantly dazed. Was his defense broken?

"Woooo!"

Making a pouncing motion, the snow leopard began to howl immediately after breaking its teeth.

Looking at the snow leopard, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but freeze in place, then he raised his sandbag-sized fist and went up to land two solid thumps on it.

Not long after, inside a temporary snow hut, Zhang Cheng was cleaning up the snow leopard and saying, "I don't beat the diligent, I don't beat the lazy, I only beat those who are blind. I was standing here perfectly fine, and you come up and take a bite out of me. If you don't die, who will?"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng pulled out the dagger at his waist and began to dress the kill.

And just as Zhang Cheng was roasting the snow leopard, a roar came from the distance: "Falling, Flowers, Flowing, Water!"

"No, are you guys crazy? This is a snowy mountain! Aren't you afraid of an avalanche shouting like that?"

Sticking his head out of the snow hut, Zhang Cheng heard the roar and immediately bellowed back.

But just as the Southern Four Wonders and the others finished saying those words, Zhang Cheng's roar from the distance immediately silenced everyone.

Looking around in astonishment, the Blood Knife Ancestor also said with a solemn face, "Not good, there's someone else in the snow valley!"

However, at this moment, the previously calm snowy mountain suddenly began to tremble.

As countless amounts of snow began to cover the entire world, everyone was stunned, because just as Zhang Cheng had said, an avalanche had occurred!

"Holy crap!"

Watching the overwhelming avalanche descend, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but curse angrily.

Because he finally understood why the ways people died in the Jianghu were so strange and varied—it was because these people had no brains!

They knew they shouldn't shout in the snowy mountains, yet they insisted on saying "Falling Flowers, Flowing Water," as if they were afraid the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't know they were there!

Now it was great; they left in good spirits, but they couldn't go back!

Looking at the massive piles of snow in the distance, Zhang Cheng was silent for a moment before hurriedly hiding inside the snow hut.

He didn't know how long the situation outside lasted; Zhang Cheng only felt that in this catastrophe of heaven and earth, he was like a lone boat, liable to be buried here at any moment.

A day passed, and when Zhang Cheng intended to climb out, the snow hut had already been submerged by four or five meters of snow.

Struggling to crawl out, Zhang Cheng circulated his internal energy, trying his best to maintain his form.

However, just as he wanted to walk outward, he discovered he couldn't find a way out at all.

"New grudges and old hatreds—at this moment, I have no heart to distinguish right from wrong!"

Speaking coldly, Zhang Cheng clenched his fists and slowly walked toward the valley.

Because he had decided: everyone had to die!

Inside the snowy mountains, a fierce battle was beginning.

Using the advantage of guerrilla warfare, the Blood Knife Ancestor first took care of the other three of the Southern Four Wonders, and finally, Hua Tiegan.

However, just as he was about to make his move, a gloomy voice came from the distance: "Who is it? Who the hell shouted 'Falling Flowers, Flowing Water'?"

Looking at the Zhang Cheng who had appeared, draped in a snow leopard skin, everyone couldn't help but show expressions of astonishment.

Because no one had expected that there would be other people in this snow valley.

"Great Hero, Great Hero! This person is the Blood Knife Ancestor, he commits all kinds of evil in the Central Plains Jianghu..."

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Hua Tiegan saw someone had arrived and immediately shouted loudly.

Hearing Hua Tiegan's words, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Among those four idiots shouting 'Falling Flowers, Flowing Water,' are you one of them?"

"Hahaha, young man, the Ancestor likes hearing you say that. They are indeed idiots, actually triggering an avalanche!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the Blood Knife Ancestor couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.

But before the Blood Knife Ancestor could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand and said, "I'll hammer you to death in a moment!"

"Hmm?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, the Blood Knife Ancestor couldn't help but freeze in place, because this was the first time he had seen such an arrogant young man.

"How bold! Let the Ancestor teach you how to respect your elders!"

Flying over, the Blood Knife Ancestor raised his hand and slashed down with his blood knife.

Facing the Blood Knife Ancestor's offensive, Zhang Cheng moved his left hand forward, and the Golden Scales couldn't help but surge.

"Clang!"

Under the crisp sound, the Blood Knife Ancestor couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Shaolin's Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques? Who are you?"

"Hua Ning! The 'Ning' from 'disturbing the peace'!"

Hearing the Blood Knife Ancestor's words, Zhang Cheng immediately charged forward, and the two quickly clashed.

Watching the dazzling battle between the two, Addressing Shui Sheng and Di Yun on the side were both dumbfounded, because they had never seen such a dangerous fight.

With dragon scales surging on both hands, Zhang Cheng looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor, who was swinging his knife faster and faster, and immediately sneered, "Your martial arts are so poor, and you're worthy of being called an Ancestor? I think your Blood Knife Sect is about to have no descendants left!"

"Shut your mouth! Watch as the Ancestor chops off your head!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in anger, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately backhanded a horizontal slash.

But at this moment, Zhang Cheng blocked the blood knife, backhanded a palm strike, and said, "Great Compassion Hand!"

"What?"

Suddenly hearing Zhang Cheng shout these words, the Blood Knife Ancestor hurriedly retreated.

But he was caught by Zhang Cheng, who backhanded a twist and said, "Break!"

"Crack!"

With his left hand bone fractured, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately screamed and roared viciously, "You're courting death!"

Charging forward desperately, the Blood Knife Ancestor seemed to intend to trade his life for an injury.

But just as the blood knife slashed onto Zhang Cheng's shoulder, emitting a crisp sound of metal clashing, the Blood Knife Ancestor froze, because his chest had been pierced through by a large hand.

"Pfft!"

Pulling back his Dragon Claw Hand, Zhang Cheng splattered blood and said, "Hmph, Great Compassion Hand—even a dog wouldn't learn it!"

Lu Yan: Turn on your mic, turn on your damn mic!

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