The sky was filled with goose feather-like snow, and the ancient city of Xining seemed to be covered in a snow coat.
Ten miles outside the city, on the snowy plains, a white jade horse without a single strand of hair was galloping at lightning speed.
Han Chen rode on the White Jade Wind Chaser, holding the Thousand Sun Drunk in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and drank slowly. He looked relaxed and relaxed as he continued to gallop forward.
On the snowy ground behind him, there were a series of hoof prints. The cold wind blew past, and the hoof prints were smoothed out by the snow powder.
At this moment, at the city gate ten miles away from Han Chen, a green shadow shot out of the city gate like a bolt of lightning and headed straight for Han Chen.
The green shadow was extremely fast, as if it was floating on the snow. Even with the speed of the White Jade Wind Chaser, the distance between him and Han Chen was still closing.
It was getting closer and closer…
This green figure was the Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao.
The wind and snow filled the sky. Under such a terrifying speed, the soft snowflakes fell on his face like grains of steel grit. However, Wei Yixiao, who was traveling at a high speed in the cold wind, looked at the young man on the white horse in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Like most people in the martial arts world, Wei Yixiao was not unfamiliar with Han Chen's name.
Mount Emei, the sword killed the holy monk of Kongxing!
At the edge of the Han River, 500 elite soldiers were slaughtered!
Yue Yang Tower had killed the Four Dharma Elders!
The Maple Forest had destroyed 800 cavalry!
It was hard for Wei Yixiao not to know about such a brilliant battle record.
The Ming Cult and Shaolin Temple had always been enemies. They could be said to be like fire and water. However, Han Chen was from Emei. As a disciple of a famous sect, he dared to kill a Shaolin eminent monk.
Han Chen's decisiveness and boldness were very similar to the Ming Cult.
Wei Yixiao had always been interested in Han Chen. After all, the number of people who dared to kill the Shaolin Divine Monk could be counted on one's fingers. Moreover, Han Chen was a disciple of a famous family, so he was even more unprecedented.
Just now, when he passed by Xining and rushed to the Ming Cult, he accidentally heard that Han Chen had appeared here. He used his top lightness skill and chased him out of the city without hesitation, just to see Han Chen.
"How dare he offend Shaolin? What kind of person is this Young Sect Master of Emei?”
"Forget it, let's not think about it. We'll know when we meet.”
Wei Yixiao shook his head and smiled as he dashed forward. He put away his curiosity and suddenly sped up. With a whoosh, he shot into the snowstorm and quickly closed the distance between him and Han Chen.
The north wind blew past Han Chen's handsome face. His long hair was not tied up, and it flew freely in the wind. It was elegant and graceful.
Suddenly, Han Chen put down the small wine jar and turned around. A green figure entered his sight.
"Hehe, your Light-body Technique is not bad!"
Seeing the latter getting closer and closer, Han Chen's eyes lit up with interest.
"He chased me for more than ten miles in one breath. This person is quite interesting.”
"Unfortunately, this speed is far from enough to catch up to me.”
Thinking of this, Han Chen's interest was piqued. He put the wine pot into the pocket of the saddle and looked at the person again. He was already within a hundred steps.
He raised his hand and patted White Jade Wind Chaser," I'll go first. You can follow me later!"”
The White Jade Wind Chaser let out a cry, as if it was responding to Han Chen's words.
"Let's go!"
Feeling the spirituality of the White Jade Wind Chaser, Han Chen smiled and jumped off the horse.
Bang!
Han Chen stomped on the snow with his feet, which were filled with Xiantian Genuine Qi. Suddenly, there was an explosion. With a bang, Han Chen was sent flying, leaving the running White Jade Wind Chaser behind.
Explosive Steps!
After reaching the Great Fulfilment realm, he was even more carefree.
Bang!
Another explosion sounded under his feet. Before Han Chen's feet touched the ground, he suddenly shot forward and crossed another 70 to 80 feet.
"What?!"
"It can actually be like this!"
"Is this the lightness skill of the Emei Sect?"
Wei Yixiao finally managed to get within a hundred steps of Han Chen. He did not expect Han Chen to suddenly jump off the horse's back and fly away in an unbelievable manner. He crossed a distance of seventy to eighty feet with one step.
Moreover, Han Chen had bounced back in midair and easily left him behind.
He had thought that the chase was over, but it had only just begun.
"What a good young sect leader of Emei.”
"This old man has traveled the martial world for dozens of years and has never lost a single point in my lightness skill.”
Whoosh!
Wei Yixiao chuckled and quickened his pace. He dashed forward and stepped on the snow, leaving no trace.
Treading on snow without a trace!
He was known as the Green-Winged Bat King, and his lightness skill was unparalleled in the martial arts world. His body was light, and his speed was fast. It had already reached a realm beyond imagination.
Wei Yixiao performed his lightness skill to the extreme. In just ten minutes, he had run thirty miles.
"Hehe, are you catching up again?”
"To be able to possess such speed, there's no need to ask. It must be the Green-Winged Bat King.”
"Unfortunately, he's not fast enough!"
Han Chen, who had used Explosive Steps, turned around and looked at Wei Yixiao. Seeing his face as red as blood, he knew that Wei Yixiao had pushed his power to the limit. He smiled and suddenly stepped on a mysterious position. His body turned into a shadow and shot forward.
Whoosh!
Han Chen suddenly opened his arms like a phoenix soaring in the sky. He was elegant, graceful, and swift. With a whoosh, he rushed forward, leaving the snow behind.
His speed was so fast that his figure began to blur.
Wei Yixiao could not see Han Chen's outline clearly. He could only see six white shadows on the snow, speeding forward at a terrifying speed.
Six afterimages flew across the endless void, through the sky full of snow and wind, over the hills, rushed over the slopes, and finally became a white dot in the vast snowy wilderness.
Dancing Phoenix Six Illusions!
It was a top-notch movement technique from the Qin Dynasty!
At this moment, Bai Feng's ultimate technique bloomed with endless glory in the Heavenly Realm!
"This, this, this…How is this possible!”
"What kind of qinggong is that? How can it be so fast?”
Wei Yixiao, who was traveling at high speed, looked at Han Chen who had turned into a white dot in front of him. His eyes immediately widened, and his face was filled with surprise. He was completely shocked.
All along, he had been proud of his lightness skill. Even those martial artists with higher cultivation than him could not beat him in lightness skill.
But today, he was left behind by Han Chen without any suspense!
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