Chapter 441

Li Changsheng stood on the high platform alone. None of the more than 500 disciples of Wushen cult dared to move, and all looked in horror.

Although there are many of them, some of them are experts, but no matter how many people and powerful experts, how can they stop Li Changsheng's attack.

A slap down is a piece of people. Killing is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

Not to mention 500 people, even 5000 people are not enough for Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng stepped down from the high platform step by step and walked towards the direction of the main hall of the cult.

Because he felt that the most powerful breath in the cult was in the hall.

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In the discussion Hall of the cult of witchcraft, an old man in black is sitting on the throne, below which are the elders of the cult of witchcraft.

At the moment, they are discussing the death of Fu Changqing, the best disciple of the third generation in the sect.

Fu Changqing was not young when he joined the cult, but he was very talented in the skills of the cult.

In just over ten years, he made rapid progress and became the first of the three generations of disciples.

Now he died in the capital. The news came back to the cult of witches and gods, and the whole cult was shocked.

"Fu Changqing is an excellent disciple of our sect. We must avenge him."

An Elder spoke.

"It is said that the one who killed Changqing was a young man named Li Changsheng, who was newly rising in the capital. After many investigations, we don't know his background. He is young and even Fu Changqing is not an opponent. We can see his qualification."

Another elder said.

"No matter how good his qualification is, if he offends my Wushen cult, he will die! Send a deacon directly to the capital and kill him."

A dark faced sorcerer elder shouted.

He is the three elders of Wushen cult. He is arrogant, grumpy and cruel. Even the people of Wushen cult are afraid of him.

"Old three, it's not that simple. It's easy to kill him, but have you ever thought that if the school behind him kills him, it's likely to attract a strong enemy to my Wushen cult."

The second elder, second only to the leader of the church, frowned and said.

Many people nodded one after another to agree with the second elder.

"Don't worry about him. Just catch him and kill him. As for his school, it's a big deal. In the first World War, we can't kill the people of our Wushen cult. We don't fart. Isn't that a joke?"

As the Third Elder said, even the second elder stopped talking this time.

Yes, the disciples of Wushen cult died in the capital. Why doesn't Wushen cult take revenge?

"The three elders are right. You have to pay for killing the people of Wushen sect. No matter which sect is behind him, our Wushen sect is not afraid of a war."

The leader of the sorceress cult said, "but the other party can kill Fu Changqing, which means that he is not an ordinary person. We also need to be careful not to be too casual."

"In this way, send an elder and several true disciples together at that time to raise the reputation of our cult of witchcraft and gods."

"Over the years, I have stayed in the depths of the 100000 mountains in Miao, and those middle earth sects have almost forgotten the power of my Wushen."

Hearing what Zhang Jiao said, everyone nodded one after another.

"I'm afraid that Li Changsheng hid after he learned Changqing's identity. At that time, it's not easy for the vast crowd to catch him."

A deacon said with some worry.

At this time, the earth suddenly vibrated, and then the door of the hall "banged", split and broke to pieces.

A figure came out of the dust and fog and appeared at the door of the hall, proudly looking at the many high-rise buildings in the hall.

In the whole hall, all the voices stopped suddenly, and all the eyes looked at the young man who suddenly broke in with a surprised face, some confused about the situation.

At this time, she saw the eldest Miss Su Yue stumble in from behind. Her voice was anxious and said, "father, elders, this man sneaked into our Wushen cult and killed the eldest elder. I don't know what attempt he had. By the way, he said his name was Li Changsheng."

"Li Changsheng?"

The crowd was stunned first.

Then an elder reacted and exclaimed, "is it the one who killed Fu Changqing?"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the field solidified instantly.

Just now they were still discussing going to the capital to find Li Changsheng for revenge. They were afraid that Li Changsheng would get the news and escape. They didn't expect that the murderer in their mouth would come to the door in the twinkling of an eye.

"Your Excellency is so brave that you don't pay attention to my witchcraft at all!"

The sorceress sect leader in black stood up and said, "Fu Changqing, the true disciple of my sorceress sect, died in your hand. You still don't stop. Now you come to the door from touluo net. I don't know which sect you come from? What do you want?"

The eyes of the head of the cult of witchcraft are full of fear.

In his opinion, since Li Changsheng dares to come to the door, there must be something to rely on. He is not willing to rush until he knows Li Changsheng's dependence.

"You don't know what my school says. It's very simple. There are only two points."

"First, I killed Fu Changqing, and your Wushen cult will certainly retaliate. I took the initiative to come to the door and settle my grievances. Second, I think your Wushen cult is a treasure land of Feng Shui. I plan to borrow it for a few days."

When Li Changsheng said he wanted to end his gratitude and resentment, he already made the people of Wushen cult feel arrogant. When he said he wanted to "borrow Wushen cult for a few days", it caused a lot of noise.

A place of inheritance of a sect can't be lent at will.

As soon as Li Changsheng's voice fell, the three elders "miso" pulled out the machete in their hand.

Roared: "boy, you've deceived people too much! Borrow my sect? Why don't you tell me? Just let all the people of my Wushen cult work for you."

Other high-level witches and goddesses also showed their killing opportunities one by one.

"Kill my disciples and want to dominate my Wushen cult. Who gives you the courage?"

After hearing Li Changsheng's words, the God of witchcraft also had a cold light in his eyes.

"So there is no room for negotiation?"

The corners of Li Changsheng's mouth turned up.

"It's just a boy who doesn't know heaven and earth. Why talk nonsense with him?"

The second elder snorted coldly.

"Let's take him down together."

Hearing the words of the second elder, several figures in the hall rushed up one after another to form a siege.

"Do it!"

The two elders shouted and took the lead. The machete in their hands turned into a cold light and cut off Li Changsheng.

At the same time, more than a dozen other figures attacked together.

Some use swords, others use swords, and all kinds of black fog form five poison illusions such as poisonous snakes and scorpions in the air.

Numerous attacks enveloped Li Changsheng.

These people are the high-level leaders of the cult of witches and gods. Their strength is good. Every move is magnificent. In the twinkling of an eye, they can't see Li Changsheng's figure. They are completely covered by all kinds of magic attacks.

Su Yue, who was originally extremely afraid of Li Changsheng, was relieved to see this scene.

The God of witchcraft, who was sitting on the throne, sneered and said, "a boy who doesn't know how to live or die, dare to run wild in our God of witchcraft, exceeding his strength!"

Just as his voice fell to the ground, he heard a "roar", rushed to many masters of Li Changsheng, and almost flew back at the same time, revealing Li Changsheng standing in the center with a calm face.