"This old horseman's mana is too strong, if you don't escape, I'm afraid you'll really hang here!"

Seeing that the Flying Thunder True Envoy was about to attack again, Han Cheng quickly took out all the Flying Thunder Talismans he had scavenged from the Blue Robe Daoist from his arms, and all of them were stimulated.

Several Flying Thunder Talismans spontaneously combusted without fire at the same time, and in an instant, several cyan thunderbolts slashed towards the Flying Thunder True Man, taking advantage of the moment when the Flying Thunder True Man was distracted, Han Cheng once again inspired the last life-saving talisman given to him by the Drunken Daoist, the Spiritual Light Escape Talisman.

The aura escape talisman suddenly shone brightly, and the ancient cloud seal rune overflowed, and a strong light flashed, and Han Cheng disappeared in the same place, and the next second was thousands of miles away.

Seeing that the other party disappeared under his nose like this, Fei Lei Zhenren's face was gloomy and was about to drip water, so he quickly closed his eyes and concentrated, distracted his thoughts, and his thoughts quickly radiated and spread to the surroundings, and after only a while, he sensed a trace of familiar breath thousands of miles away.

"I was suddenly teleported to Changsha Mansion thousands of miles away, the kid is really treacherous! Thanks to the old man's wit, he took precautions and left a tracking mark on you, otherwise this time you will really run away!"

Fei Lei Zhenren quickly urged the flying sword, and the body and sword were united, turning into a silver and green sword rainbow, and directly chased the sword in the direction where Han Cheng was.

After Han Cheng was teleported to Changsha Mansion thousands of miles away, the uneasiness in his heart did not dissipate, there was at least a trip of tens of thousands of miles to go to Ziling Valley in Anhui, if it would take at least dozens of days to sneak into the wind, the variables in the middle were too great.

He no longer dared to look ahead and backward, and with the slightest reservation, he directly sacrificed the frost Jiao and flew towards the sword in the direction of Ziling Valley.

The golden sword light wrapped around his body and flew into the green underworld like a sword off the string, and the sword flew without being blown by the wind, and the speed was much faster than that of the wind, and it flew out of the hundred and ten miles in the blink of an eye.

Be sure to reach Ziling Valley before the old horseman catches up with him!

Legend has it that there is Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang in Ziling Valley, in the original book, this demon clan boss from Tianhu was born hundreds of years ago, and now hundreds of years have passed, and his cultivation will definitely go further.

As long as he can get to Ziling Valley in time before Feilei Zhenren catches up, there is hope for him to live.

Han Cheng did not hesitate to expend a lot of mana, controlling the Frost Jiao Sword to desperately escape, while the Flying Thunder True Man desperately chased after him. Because his cultivation is much higher than Han Cheng's, and his mana is very strong and abundant, the speed of the imperial sword is naturally much faster.

The distance between the two sides was constantly narrowing with the loss of time, and by the time Han Cheng Yujian was about to enter the Anhui realm, the distance between them was less than a hundred miles.

"Boy, look where you're running this time!"

As the aura sensed by Shen Nian became stronger and stronger, Fei Lei Zhenren knew that Han Cheng was not far ahead, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, with his crane-haired and childish appearance, how awkward it looked.

After another wave of mana poured into the flying sword, the speed of the imperial sword immediately increased by three points, and after less than half an hour, he could already see the golden sword light not far in front of him with his naked eyes.

Similarly, at this time, Han Cheng could clearly sense that the chasing enemy in the rear was getting closer and closer.

"Frost Jiao, frost Jiao, that old man is about to catch up, once he catches up, he will die, if you can understand me, hurry up, hurry up!"

Han Cheng's soul and internal organs were seriously injured at the moment, and there was not much mana left, so there was no other way but to pray silently to the frost Jiao, and the dead horse would be regarded as a live horse doctor.

Frost Jiao seemed to really understand Han Cheng's words, and let out a buzzing sword roar, the golden sword light suddenly lit up, and suddenly the speed increased a lot, and finally arrived at Huangshan in Anhui Province before Fei Lei Zhenren caught up.

Han Cheng followed the hint Qin Ziling gave him before leaving, looked down in the air, and it didn't take long to find the approximate location of the Ziling Valley of Xuelang Peak.

It was a long flat field, about 100 zhang high from the peak of the snow waves. The cliffs are covered with snow all year round.

The east side of the cliff is a pool of clear water, and the waterfall hangs down from the cliff in the middle of the mountain. At the end of the west face, the cliffs on both sides are closed together, which is just like a herringbone hole, and the three big characters of "Ziling Valley" faintly appear on the stone, half covered by vines and wild flowers, quite hidden.

Near the mouth of the valley, there are many unknown flowers and trees that grow sparsely and falling, the grass is abundant and green, the good trees are shady, the miscellaneous flowers are in full bloom, and the red pieces are falling.

A golden light fell on the flat ground outside the valley, and Han Cheng's embarrassed figure appeared, seeing that Feilei Zhenren was about to catch up, he hurriedly shouted towards the valley: "Is Miss Ziling here......?

Worried that Qin Ziling in the valley would not be able to hear it, he deliberately used his mana to make the voice louder so that it could spread a little farther.

"Is Miss Ziling here?" in Xia Han Cheng'......"

Han Cheng shouted several times but didn't respond, and he was very anxious.

"The sisters of the Qin family and Mrs. Fox Baoxiang of that day won't happen to be in the valley!"

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Han Cheng's forehead, and his heart gradually sank, getting colder and colder.

At this moment, the kung fu was delayed, and the Flying Thunder real person had already caught up.

The sword light dissipated, revealing a hideous look on his face.

"Boy, aren't you very good at running? You keep running, why don't you run?"

Han Cheng turned around, looked at the approaching Feilei Zhenren with a wary expression, and said inwardly: "This is the cultivation place of Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang, I am a friend of Mrs. Baoxiang's daughter, do you dare to do it here?"

"Boy, don't scare the real person. ”

Having said that, Fei Lei Zhenren was still a little jealous in his heart, he looked left and right for a long time, but he didn't see the slightest response and figure, and his courage immediately grew up again, he smiled and said: "Mrs. Baoxiang has been enlightened hundreds of years ago, and Poor Dao has heard of it for a long time, if she appears, Poor Dao will naturally not dare to be presumptuous, but, it's a pity, you said that you are a friend of Mrs. Baoxiang's daughter, why didn't you see someone in the valley to greet you?"

As he spoke, he once again attracted the flying sword and tentatively attacked Han Cheng, who had no choice but to resist with the Frost Jiao Sword.

After a few tentative moves, seeing that Gu Nei still didn't react, Fei Lei Zhenren immediately guessed that the kid was probably relying on Mrs. Baoxiang's momentum to deceive himself, and his every move became more and more unscrupulous, and the offensive became more and more fierce, Han Cheng was immediately beaten to vomit blood, and he was in danger.

"Good sister, Brother Cheng is about to be killed by that stinky bull nose, go and save him!"

In a secret place in Ziling Valley, a girl in a purple skirt took the hand of a woman in white and begged bitterly, it was Qin Zicao, Qin Ziling and the two sisters.

Qin Ziling frowned slightly, and said coldly: "It's not that my sister refuses to save him, my sister also knows the situation in the valley, my mother has been sitting in the East China Sea Quarry Cave for decades in order to avoid the Four Nine Tribulations of the Earth Immortals, and now I don't know whether I am alive or dead, there is no mother in the cave, only our sisters, it is really unwise to provoke a strong enemy." ”

"Then you can't watch Brother Cheng being bullied by that bull-nosed old way, and he won't save him when he dies! Brother Cheng has saved my little sister's life!"

Qin Zicao's face was pale, and she looked anxiously out of the valley, tears kept rolling, mixed with panic, anger, and nervousness...... All kinds of looks.

Qin Ziling was unmoved: "The kindness of saving your life was paid off for you two years ago, and you don't owe him anything now, and besides, the mana of the bull's nose is obviously stronger than that sister, and my sister may not be able to fight the old way, even if you go out, you can save your brother Cheng." ”