Chapter 1593： : Fight against the Kunsa Cult and save the royal family

Latest website: Li Chengfeng took Lu Wen back to the restaurant room.

"Is this bewitched?"

Looking at the possessed Lu Wen, Li Chengfeng fell into deep thought.

It was the first time he had seen such a method.

"But this is similar to illusion!"

As he said that, he used his internal force to hit Lu Wen on the head.

As the internal force poured into Lu Wen's head, a puff of blue smoke rose, and a pungent stench came.

A ball of black mucus flowed from Lu Wen's mouth and nose.

Li Chengfeng felt uncomfortable from the stench, and quickly hid by the window.

"I... what's wrong with me?"

It took a long time before Lu Wen regained his senses.

"What's that sticky thing on your face?"

"Why am I in so much pain, what did you do to me?"

He turned his head to look at Li Chengfeng, who was at a loss.

He clearly remembered that he slept soundly in his room last night.

Why did you come to the next room just after waking up?

"Wipe it first, I'll wait for you outside the door."

Li Chengfeng threw a towel over, held his nose and left the room.

After half an hour, Lu Wen, who changed his clothes, walked out of the room again.

Only then did the two figure out the cause and effect.

It turned out that that night, Lu Wen suddenly smelled a strange fragrance in the room.

Then the whole person fell into a coma, and what happened after that was unknown.

When he heard that he rushed to Wang's house, he was even more surprised.

"Eighth prince, someone must be responsible for this!"

"Take me to your room!" Li Chengfeng nodded.

The two came to Lu Wen's room one after the other.

As soon as he walked into the door of the room, Li Chengfeng smelled a strange fragrance.

This fragrance seemed familiar to him, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

"Where could it be?" He lowered his head in thought.

"I remembered!"

"The woman I bumped into that day had this fragrance on her body!"

Lu Wen smelled the smell in the room and suddenly realized.

Li Chengfeng also suddenly remembered.

He had smelled this fragrance in the woman's room when he visited Wang's house that night.

"It seems that we have been targeted since we entered the city!"

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Time soon came to the third day.

In the past few days, in order to avenge being framed, Lu Wen stayed in the room to practice every day.

And Li Chengfeng often went to Wang's house to discuss the specific matters of this operation.

"It's almost time!"

Seeing that the sky was getting dark outside the window, he came to the door of Lu Wen's room again.

"Yes! Master!" Lu Wen walked out of the room with fire-breathing eyes.

Perhaps it was God's favor, his strength has increased by a small level these days.

Originally, he was in the third realm of martial arts, but he jumped to the fifth realm of martial arts.

He still remembers the shame of being hung on the tower that day.

Plus the previous use of their own things.

He will settle the old and new grudges together today!

The two left the restaurant together and came to the Wang family compound.

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At this time, the Wang family was heavily guarded, and all the Wang family warriors came out together.

Most of them are dead waiters cultivated by the Wang family's exhaustion of financial resources.

Now that the Wang family is in trouble, they are naturally on the front line.

Seeing Li Chengfeng coming, the crowd parted left and right, and the Wang family father and son stepped forward.

"This time, I'll take care of the Eighth Prince!" Wang Dabao said happily.

No way, although the Wang family has recruited many warriors.

But the highest state among them is only the early stage of the master.

It is enough to deal with ordinary bandits.

But it's not enough to face such a giant as the Kunsa Sect!

"The Wang family has contributed a lot to my Great Tang, and I will take care of myself as a guardian."

Several people walked into the living room of the Wang family together, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Kunsa Sect.

They are not worried that Kunsa will not be able to teach.

After all, if a holy place is afraid of a merchant, that would be a big joke.

…

Time passed with the sound of watchdogs outside the house.

"In the middle of the night, it's safe and sound!"

The hoarse watchman's voice interrupted the peaceful night sky and startled a group of ravens.

The Wang family mansion is not peaceful.

A few screams sounded, and Wang's Nursing House had already fallen down before seeing the enemy.

Just like that, ten Kunsa cultivators quietly appeared in the middle of the courtyard.

A man wearing a black iron mask stood in front of the crowd.

He held the **** black knife horizontally, and shouted in a low voice: "Young son of the Wang family, come out and die!"

"Zheng!"

A long sword flew out of the living room and went straight to the man's forehead.

There is a faint layer of sword energy lingering above the sword edge, showing its sharpness.

A tiny bloodstain soon appeared between the man's eyebrows, and he felt a great sense of crisis in his heart.

At this moment, a pink long sleeve flew out from the side and missed the black long sword.

The man let out a sigh of relief, his face covered with fine sweat.

He was almost there just now, and he thought that he was bound to die.

…

"Eighth prince, you don't have to do that!"

A female voice came, and Hu Yinger in a leather coat came out.

"Buzz!" The downed black sword vibrated slightly and flew into the living room.

Li Chengfeng walked out of the gate with a sword in hand.

"We don't know each other well, you witch, stop talking nonsense."

"Obviously you were in the room before, that's not what you said..."

Hu Ying'er lowered her head, her face was slightly flushed, full of various amorous feelings.

The martial artists of the Wang family all looked sideways.

Could it be that the Eighth Prince had an ulterior deal with the Kunsa Sect Demon Girl?

…

Haven't waited for them to come back.

A long sleeve has already been hit in front of Li Chengfeng.

The soft sword hidden in the long sleeve whistled lightly, piercing Li Chengfeng's throat.

"It's useless to me to repeat the old trick!"

"Wind God Sword!"

Li Chengfeng touched the black-toothed sword with his fingers.

The strong wind swirled on the edge of the sword, and slashed on the stabbing soft sword.

"Puff!"

The red sleeve was cut open by the sword energy, the dagger was sent flying by the black-toothed sword, and fell into Hu Yinger's hands again.

"superior!"

Hu Yinger and the other two Kunsa martial artists rushed towards Li Chengfeng.

The other Kunsa sect warriors killed the Wang family warriors.

…

With one against three, Li Chengfeng did not lose the slightest bit.

The sword in his hand swept across all directions like a dragon.

The overwhelming sword shadow blocked all the attacks of several people.

Instead, the three men who besieged him were covered in sword marks and covered in blood.

"Use the reverse blood array!" Hu Yinger snapped.

The other two nodded, and the clothes on the three of them were torn apart, revealing ghost patterns all over their backs.

A drop of blood fell from each of the ghost patterns.

Blood fell into the sword, and several people flew to fight again.

It's just that this time there is blood in the hearts of several people, and their strength has increased by three points.

But even so, only a few people can compete with Li Chengfeng.

"It's time to end it!"

Li Chengfeng turned the black-toothed sword in his hand, and dozens of golden sword patterns appeared on the back.

…

The sword pattern merged into the black-toothed sword in his hand little by little, exuding a powerful coercion.

Kunsa taught several people to hold swords in their hands, trembling crazily, and they were about to fly out of their hands.

Forcibly suppressing the sword in his hand, the few people will back away if they meet their eyes.

But how could Li Chengfeng let them go!

"Frost Sword: Fall!"

The black-toothed sword in his hand struck out, and the hundred-foot sword shadow flew forward.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two of the three Kunsa cultists died on the spot.

There was also a foot-long bloodstain on Hu Yinger's back.

She looked terrified and coquettishly said: "Ya Mie Die!"

…

In the next second, Li Chengfeng's sword followed, and in an instant the black-toothed sword was on the woman's neck.

Hu Yinger still wanted to ask for mercy.

But Li Chengfeng hit Hu Yinger's dantian with a cloud-dispelling palm.

"Pfft!" The energy in Dantian dissipated, and Hu Yinger collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Seeing this, the people of the Kunsa sect who were massacring the warriors of the royal family stopped.

"then!"

Li Chengfeng grabbed Hu Yinger with one hand and threw it towards the living room of the Wang family.

In the living room, Lu Wen hugged the unconscious Hu Yinger, his eyes were full of anger.

It was this woman in his hand who made him lose face on the tower.

It was thanks to her that she almost died when she broke into Wang's house at night.

Li Chengfeng kept moving his hands, and rushed towards the rest of the Kunsa sect warriors.

After a quarter of an hour, all the people of the Kunsa sect fell under the sword.

Only then did Wang Er and Wang Dabao walk out of the living room.

The two knelt down to Li Chengfeng and whispered.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my Wang family. We are willing to contribute ten thousand taels of gold to our army."

"Your Highness, please accept my son and become a little book boy to repay your kindness!"

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