Chapter 186: Making a Show (Asking for Recommended Collections)

After chasing for half an hour, the distance did not get closer at all, and the palace nun showed a surprise on her face.

Han Yu, who was in front, also looked indifferent, and glanced back from time to time to make sure that he was safe and worry-free.

As long as he maintains his speed, Han Yu will be able to implement his plan, and he doesn't want anything to happen halfway.

But the palace nun was slightly anxious and anxious in her heart.

"Senior Brother Wu, you can get on the ice boat. We can't be delayed by this pockmark, it's important to go to the other side of the canyon to explore the treasure. The woman in the palace costume made up her mind, and suddenly said to Wu Feng on the side.

Wu Feng's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Then senior brother is welcome." ”

I saw him get close to the ice boat with a pinch, and then jumped up and stood firmly, and the flying sword shrank sharply and was taken into his hand.

The female cultivator was a little reluctant to slap the storage bag, and suddenly there were three more spirit stones in her hand, and the spirit stones were like condensed ice, and blue snowflakes were suspended in the spirit stones.

These are actually three very rare ice spirit stones!

With a wave of her hand, the palace nun inlaid three spirit stones into the groove of the ice boat, and the ice boat trembled slightly, and the speed increased by three percent out of thin air!

Wu Feng was not idle, he stood at the front of the ice boat, holding the flying sword in his hand, instilling mana into it and emitting a cold light, and then slashed towards Han Yu in front.

Han Yu's heart sank slightly when he saw the ice boat accelerate, and when he saw the cold light, he also held the Qingling Sword in his hand, instilling mana into it, flashing dazzling aura.

Seeing that the flying sword was slashed from the afterglow, Han Yu also fiercely sacrificed the Qingling Sword in his hand, and the two flying swords collided in the air, and a stream of spiritual light burst open in an instant.

The Qingling Sword circled and flew back, Han Yu caught it, only to see that there was an extra gap on the Qingling Sword, and the aura was slightly damaged.

Wu Feng on the ice boat also took the flying sword, and when he saw the treasure light on it, his face showed an expression that was really like this, this flying sword of his was a top-level magic weapon, how could it be damaged if it collided with a medium-grade spirit weapon?

Han Yu's face was a little gloomy, and he wanted to take out the Qingluo knife and slash the ice boat directly, but thinking about his plan, he still forcibly held back.

Seeing that the ice boat was getting closer and closer, Han Yu directly took out a large handful of talismans from the storage bag and stimulated them all.

Those low-level spells such as fireballs, wind blades, ice spikes, and falling rocks smashed towards the ice boat.

Han Yu, on the other hand, poured mana into the flying talisman, and his speed increased dramatically in an instant, flying out more than a dozen zhang in a few breaths.

The palace female cultivator had no choice but to pinch the trick, and the ice shield condensed on the ice boat, but the speed of the flying boat was greatly reduced in an instant, and dozens of spells smashed over, and the ice boat only shook slightly, but it was unharmed.

"Senior Brother Wu, I hope you can kill this thief from the thunder method!" said the palace maiden in a cold voice, and the speed of the shield dispersing ice boat also increased suddenly, turning into a streamer and chasing after it.

Wu Feng nodded when he heard this, crossed his knees and held the flying sword in his hand, and recited a long incantation in his mouth, the flying sword flickered, and it slowly flew around him.

After half a cup of tea, the ice boat chased after him again, Wu Feng pointed at Han Yu, and the flying sword slashed over.

I saw that Han Yu had instilled mana into it again, and the Qingling Sword slashed over.

I saw that the Qingling Sword met the cold light again, and at the moment of collision, the Qingling Sword let out a wail, and then was slashed by the cold light, and then it was cut in two.

When Han Yu saw that the Qingling Sword was cut off, his face changed slightly, but he didn't hesitate to pat the storage bag and throw out the half of the mountain.

The mountain peak rose in the wind, and the cold light split on it, and in an instant, a long ravine appeared.

Wu Fengqi's face was pale!

Han Yu took advantage of this opportunity to take out more than a dozen talismans and flick them, turning into various low-level spells and crashing into the ice boat.

Although the palace maiden bit her silver teeth violently, she could only raise the ice shield and watch the pockmarked peach die.

Just chased and fled, and two hours passed like this.

Whenever Wu Feng sacrificed a flying sword and slashed over, Han Yu took out the mountain peak to resist, and then threw out more than a dozen talismans to block the ice boat, and then continued to flee.

The mountain peak was cut down only two zhang high in the process of escaping, and there were more ravines on it than the pockmarks on Han Yu's face, and I am afraid that it would be shattered after a few more blows.

There weren't many talismans left in the storage bag, only eight left, and the good news was that we were almost in the forest.

I saw that the ice boat chased after it again, and Han Yu skillfully threw the mountain peak.

There was a hint of coldness in Wu Feng's eyes, and he saw that the flying sword suddenly shone brightly, and it was directly cut off by the flying sword, turning into two and falling into the woods.

Han Yu saw that the mountain peak was damaged, and there was a trace of distress in his eyes, it was also a good defensive magic weapon, which could withstand the slashing of the best magic weapon more than a dozen times.

But now was not the time to feel distressed, Han Yu took out the remaining talismans in the storage bag and threw them towards the ice boat.

The palace nun was also used to it, and she killed the ice shield early, and immediately revoked it after the spell was smashed, and hurried to pursue it.

"Rest assured, this mountain has been cut off by me, and the next time I chase it, it will be when he dies. Wu Feng's face was gloomy and he said viciously.

He remembered what Lexing had said to him, saying that Mazi was particularly good at escaping.

That time, he also suspected that Lexing could not work, but he didn't expect that this pockmark was indeed very talented in escaping, and both of them chased for two hours before they caught the cunning mouse.

But he's already doomed!

Because without the protection of the mountain, it is impossible for him to resist a sharp slash!

The palace maid's eyes also changed slightly, and she didn't expect that the little guy who had only refined qi at the tenth level would be so difficult to deal with, and he could persist for so long under the pursuit of the two.

She had just noticed a detail, there were only eight talismans that she had just thrown out, indicating that this guy had no talismans in his hand.

She also secretly made up her mind in her heart, and took out a light blue bead from the storage bag, which was actually a heavenly thunderbolt!

Wu Feng saw the look of surprise on the face of the Heavenly Thunder Zi in the hands of the palace female cultivator, and asked with some hesitation: "It's too wasteful to use the Heavenly Thunder Son to deal with him!"

"To be able to get rid of a fierce rival for our two families, we don't waste anything. The palace nun looked at the figure in the distance and said coldly.

Wu Feng wanted to persuade, but when he heard this, he couldn't say anything, he didn't expect that He, who had always been cold and arrogant, had such a high evaluation of Mazi with his junior sister.

Wu Feng clenched the flying sword in his hand, looked at the pockmarked face that was gradually approaching, and instilled the mana all over his body.

The palace nun reluctantly glanced at Tianleizi, and was about to sacrifice, when suddenly a strange change protruded in front of her!

I saw that branches more than ten feet high suddenly burst out of the woods, and swept wildly towards the figure in front of them.

I saw that Mazi's face was turned south, dodging two branches, but the remaining seven or eight rattans were tightly wound around him from different angles.

"Ah......h

The two of them heard a scream that did not resemble a human voice, and then they were dragged down by a dozen of them.

The palace nun saw a big black hole in the ground, and the rattan was wrapped around several times and slowly retracted, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The palace maiden and Wu Feng glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"And junior sister, there's a thousand-year-old dryad down here. Wu Feng looked at the ground with a jealous face.

"Before I came, I found a codex in my family's library, which was left by one of my ancestors four hundred years ago, and he once came to the secret place and said that there was a powerful dryad in the swamp, and he saw with his own eyes that the three disciples of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect were strangled, and he fled in a panic. ”

"Four hundred years have passed, and the Dryad must be even more terrifying! Do you see the scorched black flames on the surrounding trees? It should be a disciple of the Fire Spirit Sect, and he wants to kill the Dryad with a fire-based spell, but obviously he didn't ......succeed."

Before the palace nun finished speaking, the branches of the ground popped up again, winding wildly between the trees, and the target was them.

"Let's go!" Wu Feng hurriedly said.

The palace nun didn't dare to slack off, only to see her hand pinching the trick, and the ice boat turned into a streamer and returned to the original way, and a moment of effort was gone.

The branches saw the two men fleeing and did not chase after them, and shrank weakly to the ground.

After another stick of incense, the hole cracked open again, and countless branches and leaves slowly lifted Han Yu out.

Han Yu jumped on the ground, cautiously observed the surroundings, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two had moved away.

Then he patted the storage bag, and a mask as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in his hand, and gently slapped it on his face.