The red figure shuffled between the black-robed n, her movents were extrely fast and passed by them like a ghost, foiling the attacks from the black-robed n.
A cold light flashed by and a black-robed man fell down with a muffled grunt. At the next mont, Wanyan Qianhua's long sword flashed in her hand and slashed out. Her figure retreated quickly, and her long sword was put away. With a flick of her sleeve, sothing flew out and rushed towards the black-robed n at an extrely fast speed.
"Ah!"
In an instant, the black-robed n yelled, then after so struggling, they pointed their long swords at each other and started killing each other. Their attacks weren't as fierce as before, as if they were trying to hold back. However, their long swords ultimately still aid at their own companions.
Wanyan Qianhua looked at the scene expressionlessly. When she saw the hidden aura of the evil cultivators emanating from these people at this mont, the corners of her lips raised slowly. After she watched the dozen people fall to the ground, she turned and left.
Upon seeing this scene, the common people and so cultivators who were hiding far away couldn't help but be speechless. So people asked with uncertainty: "Why did these evil cultivators suddenly kill each other?"
"What do you know? Wanyan Qianhua is a mber of the Wanyan Clan. Do you know what the Wanyan Clan are best at?" One of the cultivators said, rubbing his arms in fear.
"What are they best at?" Soone asked.
"Controlling ghosts! The mbers of the Wanyan Clan can either control ghosts or raise ghosts. Their ability to control ghosts is unmatched. Otherwise, why do you think those people would kill each other so easily?"
When they heard this, there was silence all around. They didn't know whether it was psychological, but they felt that cold air swishing down the street. Under the sll of blood that perated through the streets, it was especially eerie…
Two nights later, in a forest, Wanyan Qianhua was resting under a tree. The gloomy forest was extrely dark. However, those evil things didn't dare to co within ten tres of her.
The night was very quiet, so she could vaguely hear the footsteps and voices coming from a distance. However, when tiredness struck, she fell into a deep sleep without much attention to her surroundings, until she was awoken by the sounds of swords clanging in the middle of the night.
She opened her eyes and stared at a certain place in the forest with a ghastly expression on her face. She was soundly asleep when she was awoken, so her heart was pounding and the breath on her body was colder than usual.
Her red figure flitted through the forest like a ghost towards the place where the sound ca from. From a distance, it looked like a red shadow floating in the cold night and it looked very scary.
When Wanyan Qianhua arrived at that place, she saw the person fighting in front of her. And her eyes flickered involuntarily. He was a mber of the Insouciant Sect? Her heart beat slightly faster when she saw heavily injured Insouciant Sect disciples being besieged by devilry cultivators. When she saw one of the devilry cultivators had raised his hand to strike an Insouciant Sect disciple fiercely, she dashed out without another thought and pushed the disciple away. At the sa ti, she gathered her spirit energy in one hand and greeted the devilry cultivator.
"Boom!"
When the two palms collided, there was a loud bang and a strong airflow spread out between the two of them. Wanyan Qianhua stood steadily without moving, but the devilry cultivator was blown away by the airflow and fell heavily to the ground.
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