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Chapter One Hundred and Twelve Lead Flowers

In the cultivation world, there are only a handful of people who have had deep interactions with Wang Chen.

Among them, the one that held the most weight in his heart was lead.

At the beginning, I was confused about the practice of Six Path Sword, but it was Qin Hua who gave me all the guidance.

The voice was cold, but he knew everything he said.

Both a teacher and a friend.

The sound transmission seemed to be echoing in the empty valley, and Wang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

The message conveyed a strong sense of despair, which inexplicably made him panic. Without hesitation, he jumped into the air and galloped towards the north of the city. The momentum was astonishing, and several cultivators passing nearby hurriedly gave way.

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Stepping into the sky of Nanhai City, you can see the endless sea in the distance.

The world of cultivation is very large. The land may be divided between cultivators and monsters, but the bottom of the sea can be called the country of sea monsters.

There are legends about giant tortoises as big as islands and dragons with body lengths of thousands of meters. There are even rumors that they saw real dragons soaring in the sky and finally disappearing into the sea.

Terrifying maelstroms, thunderstorms, and sea monsters can hurt people. Even high-level cultivators are in danger of falling in the endless sea.

In this way, Xiujie's exploration of the ocean is naturally extremely limited.

In the north of the city, Wang Chen suddenly flew down from the sky with a sword light, his true power rolled up countless gravel and scattered it in all directions.

He jumped down with a gloomy look on his face,

Looking at the body lying on the beach, his heart felt blank.

The man was lying on the beach with his face facing downwards, his black hair scattered, and the sea breeze was blowing the white clothes and the long black hair.

The surrounding sea sand has been soaked with blood and spread into a shocking but irregular bright red circle.

The soft feeling of the beach came to the soles of his feet. With every step, he would remember Qin Hua's voice transmission, extremely clear and word for word.

He remembered that there were several times when Qianhua spoke in a strange way, as if he was living a very difficult life, even more difficult than when he was being hunted by the whole world.

It was unimaginable that in his mind, Qianhua, who was like a god and a master who could point out his shortcomings in sword skills, died like this.

Who is it? Kill you?

He walked forward step by step.

The sea breeze carried the smell of the sea, hinting at the pungent blood.

Instantly, his heart contracted inexplicably.

The body dressed in white trembled.

call!

A gust of wind and sand blew, and the air suddenly became cold. The plum blossoms stood up strangely, slowly.

Her hair was disheveled, with a strange smile and blood on her face, staring closely at Wang Chen.

Wang Chen kept walking, and his expression became even colder. The six swords pointed diagonally at the ground, emitting a light that was more dazzling than the sun.

A golden seal of humanity behind him condensed and circulated, and the golden light shone brightly.

boom!

The soft sea sand beneath my feet suddenly rose up in a semicircle, and then fell all over the sky.

Wang Chen suddenly rose up on the spot and turned into an afterimage. He instantly appeared on the deserted beach and slashed down with a sword.

His face was as dark as water, but there seemed to be a fire in his eyes. He wanted to burn the person who killed Qian Hua, but also let her body not rest in peace.

The sword wind pressed down, causing the sea sand to rise to both sides.

In that seemingly uninhabited place, a strange woman suddenly appeared. The crimson between her brows and the red robe complement each other, making her look absolutely beautiful and yet strange.

"Huh? How did you find me?"

With a soft voice, the woman spoke, her red robe turned over, and her fingers gently twisted a long silver needle and pricked it casually.

The naked eye can only see a strange and undetectable ripple in the air.

A strange true power instantly pierced through Wang Chen's nine-path sword energy filled with hatred and hit the six-path sword.

bite!

This true power looked like a thin thread, but it was actually extremely powerful. The strong force coming from the sword made Wang Chen's whole body numb and he could hardly hold the Six-Path Sword.

At this moment, he didn't care about whether he was the woman's opponent or not. He turned around in the air and struck down with another sharp sword energy.

The woman's long hair in red clothes was fluttering in the sword wind, but the smile on her face did not diminish at all. With a wave of the silver needle, the strange real power rushed towards her several times in a row.

Like glass under impact, the sword energy shattered without any suspense and scattered in the air.

Boom, boom, boom!

The strange real power hit his chest three times in a row like a heavy hammer, causing Wang Chen to spit out blood and fly out.

He gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and stepped forward again like a madman.

But all he saw was that the woman in red smiled slightly and pinched the magic formula with her orchid fingers.

Suddenly, Wang Chen felt as if ten thousand needles were stabbing him all at once in his body. His whole body was numb and he could not move at all.

"What kind of weird true power is this?" While it is fierce and powerful, it can actually lurk inside the opponent's body.

The ancestral energy circulates crazily and swallows the alien power that invades the body.

But Wang Chen had never seen such a weird technique before, and this method was beyond his knowledge.

The woman walked forward slowly with swaying steps, looking at him with interest.

"I never thought that there would be anyone who would fight for her?" The woman in red pointed at Qian Hua who fell on the ground and smiled sweetly.

"Nonsense!" Wang Chen stared at the beautiful face.

"Do you know who she is?" The woman in red was not angry and said with a sweet smile.

Wang Chen was silent. He really didn't know who Qian Hua was. This name was probably not his real name. It was just like a pen name among friends who exchanged letters in ancient times.

"You don't even know who she is or what she looks like, and yet you risk your life for her?" Her voice was very soft, charming, and light.

But Wang Chen sensitively discovered that there was some information hidden in this question.

"How does she know she doesn't know Qianhua?"

And from the very beginning, the woman in red was convinced that she didn't know Qian Hua at all.

"You don't know her, but I know you. Nowadays, the cultivation world is notorious, ranking eighth on the list of villains." The woman covered her mouth and smiled sweetly.

Wang Chen looked at her coldly, as if she had a charming face that was as poisonous as a snake or a scorpion.

The golden light flashed in his eyes, and the ancestral energy finally completed the devouring of the true power of the alien species at this moment.

Then, murderous intent burst out, Wang Chen took a step forward, and a sword light flashed past like a meteor cutting through the night.

The woman in red was smiling coquettishly when a dazzling golden sword energy struck her in front of her eyes.

"Huh?"

There was a look of confusion on her face, and her figure floated back like a ghost.

In Wang Chen's cold eyes, he saw that the sword fell into the air, and the opponent took advantage of the situation and kicked it out like lightning, instantly magnifying in his field of vision.

Bang!

The severe pain in his chest spread quickly the moment he was kicked away.

The red robe was like feathers in the wind, not dusty, floating to the ground like a ghost, except for a cut mark on the chest of the red robe.

The strange thing is that Wang Chen, who was kicked, is still flying in the air at this moment. Compared with the speed of the woman in red, it seems that his movements are slowing down ten times or a hundred times.

One fast and one slow, giving people a strong visual impact.

Bang!

Wang Chen fell deeply into the beach.

The woman in red looked at a slight gap in her clothes, stayed for a moment, and praised:

"It's amazing! I don't know how many years, no one can touch my clothes."

She never mentioned Wang Chen's sudden attack, and her soft voice floated in the air, getting farther and farther away.

Wang Chen was lying on the beach, with the blue sky and dazzling sunshine in his eyes. His chest was in severe pain, and he could hardly lift a breath, but he felt that the strange voice was getting farther and farther, until it disappeared, and then something passed by.

It came closer and closer, fell from the sky, covered his face, and instantly fit into his face.

"What?"

When he pulled it off, he saw that it was a mask made of unknown material. It felt extremely tough to the touch.

Wang Chen jumped up and looked around quickly, but there was no figure of the woman in red in his eyes.

He suddenly understood something and turned around suddenly. The place where Qianhua's body was just now was empty.

The waves were roaring, and a person standing on the beach looked a little lonely and desolate.

After being stunned for a long time, Wang Chen suddenly laughed.

"sharp!"

The first time I met Qianhua, I didn't expect it to be like this.

"You still have the nerve to laugh?" Xiao Yao said angrily. I only saw you being beaten like a dead dog!
Chapter completed!
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