Above the sea of clouds, the flying boat sailed quickly. Wang Qiang stood alone on the deck of the flying boat, enjoying a moment of peace.
It has been a while since he left Xuanjing. During this period, he headed east and headed straight for Wuji Immortal Sect. Calculating the time, he should be able to arrive in less than a month or so.
To be honest, Wang Qiang was actually more excited than a little nervous at this moment.
After all, I can go to a new place again, get to know many new people, and most importantly, I can start searching for the protagonist's value again. Who wouldn't be excited about it?
However, this excitement did not last long. Fu Qingfeng suddenly sent a message to Wang Qiang that someone was following behind.
When I came to the back of the flying boat and looked far away, sure enough, there was another flying boat approaching rapidly in the distance.
From the looks of it, it was obvious that they were chasing him.
Seeing this situation, Wang Qiang simply turned the bow of the ship and headed directly towards the flying boat that was chasing after him. From a distance, he could see that the flying boat behind was extremely large, and there were many people on it, and there were probably dozens of monks standing on it.
"I said you are so anxious to catch up with me, do you want to get my autograph?"
Placing the flying boat across the sea of clouds, Wang Qiang clasped his hands behind his head and spoke lazily.
With his strength, he was able to see through that all the dozens of monks in front of him were in the Soul Palace realm, and many of them had even reached the peak of the Soul Palace.
This kind of cultivation combined with surrender can be regarded as a dream combination.
So why did they appear in front of Wang Qiang at this time?
"Boy, I saw that your flying boat is extremely luxurious from a long way away. What do you think, do you want to lend me some spiritual stones and flowers from my brothers?"
The leader, a short, fat monk with a wretched appearance, spoke with a smile, his green bean-sized eyes flashing with lust. The others also had malicious looks on their faces, and for those who didn't know, they might have thought they had encountered pirates from the world of immortality.
However, Wang Qiang was not so easy to deceive. The flying boat he was riding in was given by Emperor Xuan, so the things coming out of the palace were naturally extremely luxurious.
But the flying boat of the person in front of me is not bad. This is definitely not something that ordinary pirates can have. And I wonder which pirate has such a uniform level of cultivation, and dozens of them are all in the Soul Palace realm?
If you tell me something like this, even a ghost will not believe it, let alone a person like Wang Qiang.
I saw him stroking his chin with one hand, slowly looking at the visitor and saying: "People don't tell secrets. Just tell them who sent you. What's the point of all these bells and whistles?"
"Little brother, why don't I know what you mean by this?"
Even at this time, the short and fat monk was still pretending. Wang Qiang did not point it out and slowly analyzed: "According to your speed, I am afraid that I have been following you from a distance not long after I left Xuanjing.
He didn't catch up until he left the Xuanjing area."
"In this case, you should be my enemies from Xuanjing, and I have not been in Xuanjing for a long time. I can count the people I have offended with just one slap. Most of them are dead, and most of those who are still alive are
I have never seen him or had any direct conflict with him."
Wang Qiang noticed that as he spoke, the fear on the face of the short and fat monk became more and more intense, and the whole person seemed very nervous.
This move further confirmed the speculation in his mind, and he made the final judgment with a smile: "In view of the fact that the Lin family has been destroyed, you should have nothing to do with Lin Chenghong. In this case, it should belong to Daxuan's other factions. In order to provide Lin family
Revenge, or you want to destroy me forever, so you took action, right?"
When the words fell, Wang Qiang's momentum had already discerned the accuracy of what he said from the eyes of those present.
He guessed it right!
I didn't expect that even after he left Xuanjing, this group of powerful people still refused to let him go. Did they really treat Wang Qiang like a waste, and didn't they think about the consequences of doing so?
I want to ask the Lin family, Wang Qiang doesn’t take it to heart at all, will they care about these few miscellaneous fish in front of them?
"Boy, now that you know it, we won't pretend to be pretentious anymore. It's only your fault that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended. Even if you lose your life today, you are only to blame!"
Seeing that Wang Qiang had completely guessed his origins, the short and fat monk no longer concealed anything and spoke straight to the point.
Wang Qiang was very satisfied with this. It would have been better if he had done this earlier to save him from wasting his money.
"Okay, don't say anything unnecessary. For the sake of my good mood, I will give you a chance. If you leave now, you can survive. If you continue to be stubborn, you will only die!"
He had his hands behind his back and looked proud. To be honest, Wang Qiang really didn't want to waste time with this group of fish in front of him.
But who knows that in this world there are always many people who overestimate their abilities, think they are very powerful, and want to touch anyone they meet?
"Don't be so arrogant, you brat. We know you are very powerful. Even Gu Jiange can fight with you. But there are so many of us and we have to surrender even if Gu Jiange comes. Why are you so arrogant?"
What the pudgy monk said made sense. Indeed, even Gu Jiange couldn't match this lineup.
Under normal circumstances, Wang Qiang would be even more unable.
But don't forget, it was already half a year ago when he fought against Gu Jiange, and Wang Qiang's improvement has not been the slightest bit in the past six months.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Too lazy to continue talking nonsense with them, Wang Qiang made a secret with one hand, and seven palm-sized flying knives flew out of the storage bag and floated beside Wang Qiang. They looked ordinary and seemed to have little power.
"clank..."
The sound of the sword energy echoed above the sea of clouds. The short and fat monk squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that none of the seven flying swords had any lethality. He immediately relaxed a lot.
"Boy, do you still want to fight us with all the scrap metal around you?"
"I think you are an idiot..."
Before the pudgy monk could finish his sentence, he heard bursts of piercing sounds in his ears.
Then a drop of warm water splashed on his cheek. He stretched out his hand and touched it. It was slightly sticky. He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. The strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire nasal cavity.
In an instant, the short and fat monk felt the hairs on his body standing on end. He turned around and saw that among the dozens of monks behind him, a red thread appeared on their necks.
"hiss..."
Blood like silk kept spraying out, and then dozens of heads fell down!
The crazily spraying blood covered the short and fat monk's ankles in an instant. He was completely frightened and looked at Wang Qiang with disbelief in his eyes.
But he saw that Wang Qiang was still standing where he was, and the seven flying swords beside him were still floating quietly.
The short and fat monk didn't even see what happened before. Everyone around him died, neatly and instantly, and his head was beheaded. How is this possible?
You must know that many of this group of people were at the peak level of the Soul Palace. How could they be killed without any room for resistance?