The words are divided into two ends.

After separating from Yu San, Caicai and the others, Qin Chuan chose the opposite direction to them, and used his light skills with all his might, although the speed was less than one-tenth of the speed of Edgeworth's flight, it was also faster than the galloping horse.

Flying smoke.

This genius female monk of the younger generation of Qingyunmen did not break her promise, and after Qin Chuan and the others left, she actually closed her eyes, like an old monk in a trance, until half an hour passed, she Huo Ran opened her eyes, and the flying sword under her let out a cheerful sword groan.

The girl jumped up, and when she fell, she was already sitting on the body of the flying sword, she urged the flying sword, and chased it in the direction of Qin Chuan's departure.

"Whew......"

The sound of the flying sword breaking through the sky echoed in the void, but only an afterimage was left in place, and in the blink of an eye, the girl who controlled the flying sword, one person and one sword, had reached a mile away.

Fortunately, Qin Chuan is not here, otherwise, when he sees this scene, he will definitely sigh at the subtlety of the unity of human swords, and sincerely admire: What a small sword (cheap) person.

Dense forests, cliffs, mountains, swamps......

In the mountains and forests, these things that hinder the speed of travel, in the eyes of a sword cultivator who can fly with the sword, are not obstacles at all, as long as the sword flies hundreds of zhang in the air, big trees, mountains, and rivers sweep by, ordinary people need to walk three days to cross the mountains and mountains, and the cultivator only needs less than a cup of tea.

In less than half a pillar of incense, Feiyan Edgeworth flew twenty miles, looking at a camphor tree below that had been cut by a sharp blade, she controlled the flying sword and fell straight down.

The camphor tree with a thick bowl mouth was not blown down by the wind or broken by wild beasts, and the fracture was very neat, obviously cut off by a sharp weapon.

Without thinking, Feiyan harnessed the flying sword and entered a dense forest in front of him.

This is a large camphor forest, extremely dense, and it is difficult for the sunlight to shine into the forest through the dense branches and leaves, so this forest is extremely dark.

"Come out!" Feiyan said indifferently.

She had already jumped from the flying sword, but as soon as she landed, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, the thick rotten leaves on the ground, bearing the weight of her body, suddenly fell down......

Feiyan raised her eyebrows, her heart flashed, urging the vitality in her body, the flying sword had come to the top of her head, she stretched out her hand, like an ape climbing a branch, grabbed the flying sword.

The flying sword was pulled up three zhang, Feiyan looked down, before she stepped on, the ground covered by rotten leaves, there was actually a large hole with a diameter as thick as a large water tank, more than a zhang deep, obviously artificially excavated, the soil is still very fresh, there is only half of the earthworm left, half embedded in the pit wall, half at the bottom of the pit, all of them are twisting, obviously just dug up not long ago.

And at the bottom of this big pit, there are still a few thick branches that have been sharpened, with the pointed ends pointing upwards, if the flying smoke just now has no time to react, I am afraid that it will become a 'human meat skewer' and be nailed to the sharp branches.

"Hmph! carving insect skills!" Feiyan snorted coldly.

Naturally, she wouldn't take this kind of trap to heart, something like this, it's okay to catch a hare and a wild goat, but if she wants to deal with a cultivator with nine supernatural powers, it's still far away.

"Whoa......

Just when Feiyan had just relaxed her vigilance and felt a little disdain in her heart, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky in her ears, Feiyan didn't know what method she used, she didn't see her dodging, she didn't see her feet moving, but she had disappeared from the place, and after a breath, she was already four feet away.

"Snatch ......"

Still the thickness of the arm, the sharpened branches, in the shape of the word 'pin', flew from the place where Feiyan was standing just now, and nailed to an ancient camphor tree that three people could only embrace with their arms outstretched......

"Not out yet?!" Feiyan said coldly.

She still had some respect for Qin Chuan before, but at this time, she saw that he knew that he would be defeated, but he didn't dare to die in anger, like a mouse underground, fleeing in embarrassment, which disappointed her.

- Hmm...... It's not beautiful, it's really not beautiful!

She was not without regret, but also thought with a little loss.

If Qin Chuan smiled and said casually: What does it matter if you go back to Xianmen? Or, knowing that he is invincible, knowing that he cannot escape, he is unwilling to follow Feiyan back to Qingyunmen to be humiliated, draw his sword and kill himself, even if he jumps off the cliff or puts his head on the mountain rock, Feiyan will still retain the respect for Qin Chuan before.

It's a pity that he really ran away, not free enough, not chic enough, not dignified enough, like a street rat chased by a peasant woman with a broom.

In short, with Qin Chuan's previous words of 'talking about the sky', the atmosphere and uninhibition shown are like two people.

That he, although he is not a monk, is a handsome boy who dares to judge the heavens and the earth, scolds the worldly marquis, and even the high-ranking cultivators.

But at this time, he was so embarrassed, so greedy for life and afraid of death, tired of running for his life, bent on survival, even if he hid in the yin underground like a gopher, lingering for a long time, in order to deal with her, he even did not hesitate to set traps to lure her into this forest...... It's despicable!

The half hour that Feiyan had been waiting for was a tribute to Qin Chuan, and now it seemed that the latter did not deserve his respect for him.

Is he an uninhibited scholar, or a sinister villain who is as humble as an ant?

For a moment, Feiyan was a little dazed.

However, Feiyan's face soon lost its blank look.

- Whether it's fake or easy, or really insidious, no matter what, I must bring you back to Qingyunmen and return to your master. If he hadn't gone back with a living person, Feiyan wouldn't mind returning to Xianmen with Qin Chuan's head!

She looked around and knew that Qin Chuan was not here at all, the traps in the camphor forest were all arranged by him before, and even the small camphor tree with a thick bowl mouth outside the forest was deliberately cut by him, in order to attract Feiyan's attention and trick her into the forest.

However, with these things—sharpened branches tied to vines, and dirt pit traps that are not too deep—it is too much child's play to deal with a cultivator with nine supernatural powers, and it is almost whimsical.

Is it to stall for time?

Not right either!

With this time to dig traps and cut branches, it is enough to run out for at least ten miles, which is obviously not cost-effective!

However, Feiyan has always been a very direct person, he doesn't like to think too much, since he can't figure it out, then don't think about it, just catch up with Qin Chuan, catch him up, and all doubts will be solved.

"Whew......"

Feiyan stepped on the flying sword and continued to walk with the sword, chasing Qin Chuan, who should be not far ahead.

After that, every twenty to thirty miles of mountain roads, there will be such a place where traps are arranged, either in the dense forest, or behind the waterfall, or in the seemingly hidden cave halfway up the mountain, or traps, or rolling stones, all of which are common means used by hunters in the mountains to hunt, and there is nothing surprising, let alone killing or injuring Feiyan, not even the corners of Feiyan's clothes.

Feiyan was not annoyed, and every time he broke a trap, he continued to move forward.

Once, twice, three times......

It wasn't until the fourth time that Feiyan saw a grove that closely resembled the one where the trap had been laid for the first time.

In order to attract Feiyan's attention, outside the forest, even a small tree that was cut down was about the same thickness as the camphor tree that was cut for the first time.

Feiyan frowned, and seemed to be a little tired of this game of cat and mouse.

What's in the woods?

It is nothing more than a deep pit of rotting leaves, sharpened branches or pieces of bamboo, and at most a few more stones that will be thrown quickly when a simple mechanism is touched.

After the previous 'ambushes' arranged by Qin Chuan, Feiyan had completely lost interest in this.

This time, she did not enter the forest, but stepped on the flying sword, swept directly over the forest, and flew away into the distance, the sound of the flying sword breaking through the air, farther and farther away, lighter and lighter, until she could no longer hear it......

It only took more than a dozen snaps of his fingers to make the thick rotten leaves of this grove suddenly move, as if a gopher was about to come out from below.

Then, there was a sound of sooting on the ground, and the rotting leaves were shaken off, revealing a head stained with leaves, and he looked around and above his head for a long time with a vigilant face, and made sure that the flying smoke was not ambushed outside the forest, nor did he turn back, and the head shook from side to side, shook off the rotten and dead leaves on the top of his head, and jumped up from the dirt pit violently, and his head would not go in the other direction, and ran wildly.

- Qin Chuan, this is a big gamble!

He's playing psychological warfare!

Qin Chuan had long expected that after the previous three times, after the crude trap he had arranged, Feiyan would definitely lose interest in stepping into the same trap for the fourth time, and chose to ignore it and continue to move forward, and Edgeworth pursued Qin Chuan.

This is the opportunity that Qin Chuan has been waiting for!

He knew that even if he had half an hour more, he would be caught up by Feiyan within four hours, maybe not even four hours, or even two hours.

As for the trap, not only can you not delay time, but you will also waste some time, the reason why Qin Chuan chose to arrange the trap, and it seems that he is still happy to do it, for this!

From the very beginning, Qin Chuan was in the layout!

A big game, a big adventure, a big gamble......

But it seems that Qin Chuan at least won the bet!

Qinchuan has a 'longitudinal cloud ladder', sweeping over the hills, followed by 'swallows copying water three times', jumping over a large river dozens of zhang wide, and disappearing into the forest on the other side of the river......

Yu San, Caicai and the others went east, before Qin Chuan fled all the way to the south, and it was also the south where the smoke and sword fought, but now, Qin Chuan turned to the northwest.

When it comes to controlling and understanding people's hearts, Qin Chuan has always been extremely confident.

Although he is the third young master of Xuantian Sect, he is not like the eldest brother and the second child, he does not have the support of the powerful family power behind his mother, and he is a waste who cannot practice, only one 'loyal uncle' Zhonghai who is also a servant and a guard is by his side, if he doesn't have a little scheming and doesn't understand people's hearts, Qin Chuan would have been eaten to the point that there is no scum left.