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Chapter 676

Chapter 676: The Lord of the Lord

In the night, she walked with her sword. When she arrived at a city gate, it was not yet dawn and the city gate had not yet opened. So she closed her eyes on the trees not far away and waited for the city gate to open at dawn.

However, after she closed her eyes on the tree for a while, she felt several gazes falling on her and looking at them unrestrainedly. The invading gaze made her frown slightly and open her eyes to look at the places where those gazes are.

Then he saw three casual cultivators sitting not far away with swords, staring at her with a look that looked like they were looking at prey. It seemed that they didn't expect her to open their eyes. After a moment of stunnedness, the three of them stood up and walked towards her.

"This fairy is alone? Where did you come from?" One of the casual cultivators asked with a smile, staring at Chu Qiantang's beautiful face, with a slightly darker look.

"The three of us brothers are casual cultivators. If the fairy is just one person, why not be with us? There is also a way to take care of us." Another monk also spoke, laughing so hard that people and animals were harmless, but he was already beating Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

The last person didn't speak, but just looked at Chu Qiantang with a smile on his face. The look at her was as excited and expectant as he looked at a prey.

Chu Qiantang put one hand under her head, the other hand was placed between her abdomen, and the legs were straightened, and the legs were bent and leaning against the tree. The hem of the white dress and the ribbon were hanging down. As the breeze blew, the ethereal and pure body was beyond the dust. The three cultivators' beasts ran around, as if they were about to rush out of the cage of their hearts, but they were pressed tightly, trying to make a harmless look, but they didn't know that the expressions and thoughts of the three of them were like jumping clowns, ridiculous and ignorant.

"Get away, don't get in the way here." She said indifferently, her voice was gentle and calm, but her strength was suppressed to the foundation-building level, so she could not catch the three of them.

The three of them did not leave after hearing this, but laughed instead. One of them even reached out to pull the hem of the drooping skirt and said with a smile: "Fairy, we have no ill intentions towards you, why should you refuse thousands of miles?" However, before the extended hand touched the hem of the drooping skirt, a sword light shone out, slashing at the monk at an extremely fast speed, slashing him on the spot.

Blood splashed out, and the corpse fell into a pool of blood in half. This sudden scene shocked the two casual cultivators' faces changed drastically, especially when the pressure of the Nascent Soul on Chu Qiantang spread out, the two of them didn't even have the courage to escape, and they knelt down when their legs were weak.

"Give up your life, venerable up your life..." The two knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Not to mention anything else, just offending the Nascent Soul monk would be enough for them to die a hundred times. When they saw the corpse in front of them that had been chopped into both sides, their faces became even pale.

If they knew that this was a powerful Nascent Soul, even if they gave them a hundred courages, they would not dare to offend her.

Chu Qiantang glanced at the blood and corpse on the ground. She sat up from the tree with disgust, looked at the two kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and said, "I just told you to get out, but you just don't listen. Since you don't want to get out, then die here!"

Just as her words were finished, the Chaos Sword that was hanging on her was chopping down at the two of them, and two corpses were instantly added to the ground...

(End of this chapter)
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