When Ji Zhen found the other party, it was when the other party ran away on horseback.

I saw the great monk riding a fast horse, holding the reins in his left hand, and whipping the horse with his right hand, and the sound of 'driving' and shouting in his mouth never stopped.

And next to this great monk, there is another person, who is also dressed in the monk's robe of the Blood Sword Gate, with the same big bald head, and also riding a horse.

It's just that there was another person right away from that man.

A woman!

The speed of the horse is too fast, and Ji Zhen can't see it very really. But the great monk, Ji Zhen recognized it very clearly, and it could be seen from his figure.

And when the two Blood Knife Sect monks passed by, four more horses followed them and chased them away.

If there is revenge, of course you have to take revenge!

Ji Zhen threw a silver ingot, and as soon as he slapped the table, the person crossed over from the tables and chairs in the inn.

Running lightly, Ji Zhen landed lightly and quickly on a snow-white horse on the road, and with a rein, Ji Zhen drank it in his mouth.

Drive!

The snow-white horse chased after Ji Zhen.

The first two horses, in the middle are the four horses in pursuit, and then there are Ji Zhen's horses.

The three men and horses walked through the city one by one, and then went out of the city, all the way to the northwest, the road became smaller and smaller, and the temperature became lower and lower.

At this time, Ji Zhen shouted in front of him.

"Blood knife thief, you can't escape, put Sheng'er down."

The voice that was drunk with internal force was loud and long-lasting, and even Ji Zhen who was behind him heard it clearly, and his internal cultivation also shocked Ji Zhen.

"Hahaha, Shui Dai Lao'er, your daughter has become my apprentice's eighteen-room concubine, she is very happy!"

The person who responded, the voice came from the two people at the front, the internal force was equally deep and long, and the internal force was rolling at the time of the conversation, which was comparable.

"Bloody Knife Old Thief !!"

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu chases his son-in-law, and the more he chases, the more angry he becomes! Wonderful, wonderful! ”

Ji Zhen, who was finally pursuing, heard this conversation, and immediately said secretly in his heart: "Isn't this the plot of the Liancheng Jue of the four people who fall into the flowers and flow to chase the Blood Knife Ancestor?" ”

"Isn't Di Yun okay? Why is there still this plot? ”

What Ji Zhen didn't know was that Luohua Liushui had injured the Blood Knife Ancestor a few years ago, and the last time he was in Jingzhou City, he was also preparing to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor in one fell swoop. It's just that this time, the Blood Knife Ancestor was not injured yet, and he didn't come out of the mountain.

It's just the Blood Knife disciples who are wandering around in the Two Lakes Province!

From this point of view, the four of the Blood Knife Gate and the Falling Flower Flowing Water can be said to have a great enmity! Therefore, this time, the Blood Knife Ancestor came out of the mountain and went straight to the four of them.

In the Shui Dai Mansion, Shui Sheng was taken out.

It's just that things are not as silent as the Blood Knife Ancestor thought. On the contrary, it alarmed the people in the Shui Dai Mansion, causing the four people to chase and kill them until now.

From Hubei to Hunan, from Hunan to Sichuan, from Sichuan to Guizhou, all the way here!

Ji Zhen couldn't care so much and continued to pursue.

Di Yun was not here, but he was replaced by the great monk. They obviously want to enter Tibet and enter the Great Snow Mountain, if they don't kill the great monk this time, they will have no chance of revenge in the future.

Sure enough, just like the plot, the Blood Knife Ancestor took his apprentice and the captured Shui Sheng to the snowy mountains together.

"Sheng'er, Sheng'er!"

Just as they passed through a canyon, Shui Dai's shout from internal force rang out again!

It's just that at this time, it has entered the snow-capped mountain boundary.

As the sound of Shuidai's internal force vibrate, the heavy snow covering the snow-capped mountains also began to shake.

Then, it's rolling down and sweeping down!

An avalanche erupts!

Ji Zhen had expected it, and with a flick of the whip, the horse accelerated again and galloped forward!

An avalanche is coming!

"Split up!"

At this moment, the Blood Knife Ancestor and his apprentice in front of him were divided into two directions, one left and one right. The Blood Knife Ancestor took Shui Sheng to the left, and the Great Monk to the right.

All of them are carried up and swept through the snow.

The four people in front of them are one, and they are all for Shui Sheng, so they naturally follow the Blood Knife Ancestor, and together with the horses, they chase towards the Blood Knife Ancestor.

And Ji Zhen stared at the big monk on the right, pulled the reins, the horse turned right, Ji Zhen stood on the horse, and the light work of 'making light flocculents' was immediately transported, a little horseback, the figure flew up, stepped on the avalanche snow, and pursued towards the great monk.

The avalanche coverage is positive, but Ji Zhen's light work is not idle, and he has already expected it in his heart, so he steps under his feet all the way, and his body is running in the snow!

When the avalanche was completely over and blocked the entire exit, Ji Zhen had already landed safely.

Call! Call! Call!

Ji Zhen covered his chest and breathed rapidly on the snowy cliff!

One is that the altitude here is extremely high, and the oxygen content is slightly lower than that of the Central Plains, so it actually produces altitude sickness, and the heart is slightly uncomfortable.

Second, the light work just now was carried out to the limit, and the internal force in the meridians operated at the same speed, and the meridians had limited capacity, as if the meridians had suffered a small injury.

Mobilize the true qi in the meridians and regulate the rhythm of breathing, and after a while, Ji Zhen's face finally looked a little better, and the strength in his body returned little by little.

That's it!

A sword light shone brightly, and at the same time, there was also a big palm with five fingers open, and on the palm print, Ji Zhen felt the familiar pressure!

But that's no longer the case!

Whether it is internal strength, swordsmanship, palm technique, or light skills, Ji Zhen is no longer what it used to be.

The coming sword light and palm prints will not make Ji Zhen panic!

On the side of the body, the blood-drinking sword sheath met the sword light with a single blow, and at the same time, the left hand became a palm, and it was also a palm blasted over.

Bite!

Bang!

Ji Zhen retreated in an instant, and the force from the palm of his hand still made him unbearable. However, as Ji Zhen retreated, he stepped back and stepped on his feet, transferring the power and unloading it into the ground!

Before, the opponent's strength was strong, and it was too late to unload, and it was impossible to unload. But at this time, Ji Zhen's internal strength has increased greatly, and the previous palm prints are no longer as fierce as before, and it is not difficult to unload the force.

When retreating, the great monk pursued.

The right-hand knife technique is unfolded, the knife light is dazzling, and the knife technique is sharp!

The palm print of the left hand is coming, the palm is strong, and the palm is endless!

Ji Zhen retreated again, retreated again.

The Traceless Sword Technique and the General's Order Palm Technique are unfolded, not slow, not slow, not sick, guard the square circle, and then slowly figure it!

The martial arts of the soldiers, which focuses on encircling, seizing, and attacking, is to deal with such a situation, that is, when the opponent is stronger than themselves!

If the strength is comparative, there is no need to be so troublesome!

The other party is stronger than himself, so he needs to slowly figure it out and defeat the strong with the weak!

When the art of war is more than less, then the traceless swordsmanship is specially created for the weak to defeat the strong!

Ji Zhen's face was expressionless, and the martial arts of the soldiers stretched endlessly in his hands, blocking all the opponent's attacks.

And as time passed, Ji Zhen's defensive posture turned into an offensive and defensive posture, and when defending, he could also attack the opponent.

His eyes grew sharper, and the corners of his mouth gradually pulled into a half-smile.

However, the great monk became more and more frightened the more he fought, and the more he fought, the more uncomfortable he became!

Right in the next moment!