It is not difficult for a person to do one thing, it is not difficult to do two things, the difficult thing is to do one thing for a lifetime.

There are good people and bad people, and there are good and bad things, and there are almost a few people in this world who have not done bad things, and there are few people who have not done good things.

However, in the Blood Knife Gate, there is a legendary figure. He is the Blood Knife Ancestor, and he has used his life to do one thing, bad things.

Isn't it more difficult for a person not to do a good thing in a life than not to do a bad thing in a life.

In the middle of winter, the cold is severe, however, the saying of Ruixue Zhaofeng Year has endured for a long time, and that is because winter is pregnant with hope.

The wide road is still far away, but the road in Yunzhou seems to have come to an end.

Jiang Feng walked silently on this wide avenue alone, he didn't know what the water nature of Oman was, and he didn't know what would happen in the boiling river.

He did everything he could and wanted to do, why should everything have cause and effect, dreams, hearts, self, persistence, enough!

At the end of the road in the distance, there was a sudden sound of blowing and beating.

After staying closer, but listening to the sound of gongs, playing in unison with the silk and bamboo, a group of people greeted the relatives, a total of forty or fifty people, surrounded by a sedan chair.

A person behind the sedan chair is dressed in red and flowers, the clothes are bright, and he rides a white horse, which is the groom.

The ancients did not have a way to preserve the freshness of their food, nothing more than air-dried, or God-given cold.

Weddings and funerals are inevitably flowing water banquets, but it is rare to see a big tyrant like Deng Jiuwu. More often than not, it is a small family that is budget-conscious.

"Drive, drive......"

After the greeting procession in the distance, a pure white horse galloped over with an old red-clothed monk.

"Blood Knife Ancestor!"

With the movement of Jiang Feng's heart, there was an open area all around, and there was only a forest on the right side of the road.

When you don't enter the forest, you can't chase the poor, which has always been the two rules of survival in the martial arts.

Jiang Feng's figure walked towards the forest like lightning, and this point naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the Blood Knife Ancestor who was galloping in the distance.

The Blood Knife Ancestor rode straight at this time, and when everyone in the welcoming team saw this, they shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, get out of the way, what are you doing?"

"Stinky monk, people do happy events, you don't avoid it, and you don't want to be auspicious?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor crisscrossed Yunzhou, how could he be frightened by a few words, rushed to the place two feet in front of the greeting team, stopped his horse, crossed his hands on his waist, and said with a smile: "Looking at your appearance, it is obvious that I don't know how powerful my Blood Knife Sect is, but today Grandpa has something to do, so I don't care about you too much, you are lucky." ”

After that, the Blood Knife Ancestor urged the horse to leave, and everyone heard the three words of the Blood Knife Gate, knowing that all the powerful people in it were trembling with fright. And I don't know how powerful it is, and soon, one by one they also started shaking.

Just because the Blood Knife Ancestor waved a bloody knife at this time, in the blink of an eye, he had already cut down four or five people.

Ordinary people often need a reason for evil, even if it can make him feel a twisted pleasure from it. But the Blood Knife Ancestor is different, it is evil, to him, it is like a person's breath, he never pays attention to it, and never gives up.

In the woods, Jiang Feng used his body to run like flying, and the trees, flowers and leaves disappeared in front of Jiang Feng's eyes like afterimages. However, compared to the Blood Knife Ancestor, Jiang Feng's speed was still too slow.

However, the figure of the Blood Knife Ancestor did not appear directly, but the strange noises that came from time to time around told Jiang Feng that the Blood Knife Ancestor was getting closer and closer.

Just like Jiang Feng chasing after the treasure elephant five days ago, this kind of method of encircling but not killing, constantly consuming the opponent's mind and energy, is being used on Jiang Feng's body by the Blood Knife Ancestor.

However, Jiang Feng is different from Bao Xiang, Bao Xiang doesn't know anything about Jiang Feng, while Jiang Feng already knows a lot about the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Among the Blood Knife Sect disciples killed by Jiang Feng, Bao Xiang was the most contributing. In the arms of the treasure elephant, Jiang Feng found a book, the secret of the blood knife.

Although Jiang Feng didn't have the kung fu to integrate the martial arts in the five days, he also wrote them down one by one with Jiang Feng's ability to never forget. At this time, Jiang Feng's mind was thinking quickly, one was the location and force of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and the other was his own escape route.

The bushes in front of him were covered with thick snow, and the trees on both sides were getting denser and taller, and Jiang Feng knew that this was a sign that he was moving more and more towards the center of the woods.

"I can't go any further, otherwise, the fate of the treasure elephant will be my own fate!"

Like a nimble loach, Jiang Feng jumped and hid his whole body in the bushes.

Silence, a murderous silence.

In the vast woods, it was as if there was no one at this time, and the silence was terrifying.

The cold was biting, but the river wind did not move, endure it, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. Jiang Feng and the Blood Knife Ancestor did not show up, no matter who couldn't help it first, they would lose the opportunity.

The cold feeling slowly hit Jiang Feng's whole body along with Jiang Feng's face, neck, hands, feet, and sword hilt.

Under the stimulation of the cold, the Yang Melting Snow Gong operated more and more rapidly, and Jiang Feng felt for the first time that perhaps, the Snow Mountain Sect chose this mental method for its own unique reasons. It's just that I found some tens of thousands, and now I have to get out alive first.

"Booming ......"

As a gray snow rabbit emerged from the bushes, with red eyes and long ears, the original calm was suddenly broken.

The red light flashed, and the figure of the Blood Knife Ancestor appeared above the bushes where Jiang Feng was hiding.

At this time, the blood knife ancestor was under his head and feet, and a blood knife was held behind his back, if ordinary people could see this move, Dong would feel very weird.

"The river of blood flows eastward!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor's move, Jiang Feng naturally recognized it, but the Blood Knife Ancestor's knife was too fast, so fast that even Jiang Feng was not sure.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

Jiang Feng's figure did not appear, what appeared was a sword. A sword that glowed cyan suddenly appeared from a snowdrift.

This sword came extremely fast, and even with the martial arts vision of the Blood Sword Ancestor, there was a feeling that he couldn't grasp it in an instant.

With a strange twist of the volley's body, the body of the Blood Knife Ancestor narrowly avoided Jiang Feng's sword.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, accompanied by snowflakes flying all over the sky.

Before winning, defeat first, this is the biggest secret of the Blood Knife Ancestor to survive to this day.

Even if it was just some ordinary snowflakes, the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't dare to go straight to its edge. With just a wave of his right hand, the blood knife in his hand had turned into a rotating hidden weapon, flying towards the river wind.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, and the cold light was overflowing, and in an instant, behind the snowflakes flying, a sword light suddenly broke through the air, and went straight to the throat of the Blood Knife Ancestor.