"Huh—" Zheng gently exhaled the turbid air and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Every time he digs a hole, he has to hold on to the tent he took out so that he can open the passage outside the snow faster. This is a very physical and internal energy. In addition to his turtle breathing method, he consumes his internal energy greatly.

Fortunately, he did not make any mistakes in his calculations and direction judgments, and this "long and difficult" passage finally came to the end with a "hula".

The ice and snow scattered, revealing a large hole.

Chu Zheng took back the tent, and the dazzling sunshine and the bitter cold wind squeezed in from the entrance of the cave, which shocked Chu Zheng's spirit, but he didn't know if it was affected by the cold wind, but the originally solid long snow cave showed signs of collapse. Chu Zheng quickly crawled out of the snow cave with Cheng Lingsu on his back.

But two or three seconds later, the snow cave behind him had collapsed.

He was almost buried alive. Chu Zheng wiped his cold sweat with lingering fear, hurriedly found a corner with leewards to put Cheng Lingsu down. The girl hadn't patted him on the back for nearly a minute.

Chu Zheng explored her nose and nose, and then touched the carotid artery. Fortunately, he was just unconscious due to lack of oxygen. His life signs were still stable. He could recover after resting in this open air circulation for a while.

At this time, the snow had stopped, but the wind was still as cold as a knife. Chu Zheng once again wrapped her tightly with a thick cloak, scarf, etc., and was about to look at the surrounding environment, but he heard someone shouting, "Stop killing!"

Chu Zheng looked over the sound and saw more than ten feet away, the Blood Sword Ancestor and a young monk were competing for the Burmese Sword. The young monk pressed the Burmese Sword first, and the Blood Sword Ancestor strangled the young monk's neck with both hands. The young monk hurriedly wanted to break it with his hands, but the strength difference between the two sides was very big. The young monk's face quickly turned purple and swollen, and he would probably be strangled to death in a moment.

Chu Zheng was stunned. Aren’t these two evil monks from the Blood Sword Sect? Why did they kill each other?

Listening to the shout just now, is this young monk trying to stop the atrocities of the Hemorrhat Patriarch?

There was a short-bearded old man about fifty years old who was chanting anxiously at a girl: "Niece Shui, pick up the scimitar and kill both evil monks."

The young girl picked up the blood knife and took two steps forward but was not taking action for a long time.

At this time, the snow had passed and the sky was clear, and Chu Zheng finally saw clearly that although this girl was pretty, she looked like she was about twenty years old. Where was Guo Xiang's 15 or 16-year-old girl?

Chu Zheng was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing whether he should be angry or happy.

mmmp, I'm going to die forever. What's the misunderstanding that you tell me now?

But in the end, there are still many happy elements, which means that the rumors in the world are not supposed to be Guo Xiang.

Chu Zheng's eyes fell on the ferocious Blood Sword Ancestor. He was not Guo Xiang, who was too lazy to care about his own affairs, but he did not forget that it was this hateful guy who kicked Cheng Lingsu off the horse, which almost made him and Cheng Lingsu lose their lives.

Revenge and revenge, Chu Zheng has always been very abiding by the rules of the world. He did not say a word, took a deep breath, lifted the last true energy, and quietly rushed over on the snow. The green steel sword on his waist stabbed out. Under the shocked eyes of several people, he used the most fierce treasure-level "Silver Frost Moon God Flashing Sword Technique". The sword light was like lightning, piercing through the throat of the Blood Sword Ancestor.

The Blood Sword Ancestor was pinching Tu Sun's throat with all his strength. He didn't expect that this young man with an ordinary appearance would set off his sword so quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and he killed him without saying a word!

He turned around in disbelief and glared at Chu Zheng. As Chu Zheng drew his sword indifferently, his body also fell down, and blood splashed everywhere.

The young monk who escaped from death was gasping for breath and coughing non-stop.

The young girl was frightened by the blood flower and took a few steps back. She didn't even hold the blood knife in her hand and fell to the ground.

Chu Zheng saw that although the blood knife was dark red all over, the special effect light was faint silver. It was obviously the silver "treasure blade" second only to the golden-level "divine weapon" in the game. If you don't take such a good thing, he bent over and picked it up, took it in his hand and looked at it. It was light and sharp.

He touched the Blood Knife Ancestor again, took out a secret book, silver and several things, and collected them all. It was considered a hard work for this trip.

The short-bearded old man who fell to the ground saw that he held the blood knife indifferently, and suddenly shouted: "This young man has great martial arts skills and eliminates harm to the world! Such chivalrous behavior makes people admire him from the bottom of his heart!"

The young girl came to her senses and turned back in disgust and shouted: "Can you stop talking nonsense anymore? It makes people feel disgusting and want to vomit!"

The old man with short beard ignored her and just flattered Chu Zheng with a flattering face: "The Blood Knife Ancestor will do all his evil things and kill them. The young hero will definitely become famous all over the world and become a hero who everyone praises. I, Hua Tiegan, have a bit of a shame in the world. When the sun rises and reaches the valley, the first thing is to promote today's affairs to the young hero."

Famous all over the world? Everyone praises it?

Are you going to set me on fire?

What Chu Zheng disliked the most was his reputation. His mouth twitched, and he slapped three times in the face: "Shut up, you dare to spread the news that you killed the Blood Knife Ancestor, I will take your life!"

He recognized that the person in front of him should be the master who had a iron spear before, one of the "Southern Si Qi", whose strength was not inferior to Tian Guilong. At this time, he was lit with acupuncture and could not move. It seemed that he would not have enough time to recover his movement ability.

I don’t know how such a dirty and disgusting guy got the status of a famous hero as “Nan Siqi”.

Chu Zheng was wondering if he might just kill this guy with one sword, and to stop him from revealing his information, but if he did, he would probably have to clean up the innocent young woman and the young monk... He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard the game prompt:

"Ding! You have successfully defeated 300 opponents who have better strength than you, most of whom are better than you, and five of them are even more powerful than you. You are accustomed to defeating the strong with weak, and you have a deeper understanding of the martial arts path, and 1 understanding!"

"Ding! You defeated the predecessor of the Blood Sword in the world, and your heroic reputation began to spread in the world. In the next thirty days, your reputation in the world will increase from 20 points to 50 points every day (depending on the speed of the spread of the world)."

Chu Zheng: "..."

Are you mistaken! Apart from these people, who would know that I killed the Blood Sword Ancestor? Besides, they don’t know my name, right? You have actually made my reputation in the world by default?

Game designer, stand up for me! What is the promotional statement? The most real world? Which real world can spread the news everywhere without the publicity of the people present? Are you shameless?

Chu Zheng was simply inexplicably sad and angry. If it weren't for the understanding that made him feel a little better, he would have almost beaten up the vulgar Hua Tiegang in front of him to vent his anger.

Hua Tiegan, who was beaten to the point of his face, felt even more frightened when he saw his face full of anger, and quickly flattered him with a smile: "The young man is noble and honest, and does good deeds without leaving a name. I really let us learn from the role models of righteous people..."

Seeing Chu Zheng looking over in disgust, Hua Tiegan was shocked and pointed to the young and beautiful girl not far away and said: "This is my niece of Shui Sheng, who is still a bit beautiful. As the saying goes, a beauty is given to a hero, and his father is no longer here. Today, I will be the uncle who will give her to the young hero to warm the bed. I hope the young hero will accept it with a smile!"

Chu Zheng really wanted to go over and beat him up, but at this time he was weak and his true energy was exhausted. He had many scratches on his body, so he was too lazy to pay attention to him. He took Jiuhua Yulu Pills and sat cross-legged on the snow, using his energy to regulate his breathing, and catalyzed the effect of the medicine in order to restore his body to the best condition as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!