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Chapter 476 One Sword Can Kill You (Chapter 9, please subscribe and reward)

On the square, although there were many crowds of onlookers, at this moment, it was as quiet as stagnant water, and it seemed that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be clearly heard.

"I don't believe it... I don't believe it... I, Mu Motuo, am the god of Nanyang Tianpomen. What kind of thing are you, Li Changsheng? If you can kill me with one sword... it would be a big joke..."

Mu Mo Tuo's face suddenly became ferocious, and he roared out these words almost like a roar.

Li Changsheng smiled coldly, but he didn't say a word. He slowly raised the silver-white dagger in his hand and pointed it at the sky.

At this moment, what seemed to be infinite power surged out from the sky, and turned into countless sporadic forces, floating down.

Like a snowstorm, the energy of the sky condensed on the tip of the silver-white dagger.

Mu Motuo looked at this scene in horror, let out a long cry, and a huge power surged up. Behind him, the phantom of the god statue became bigger and bigger, as if covering the entire square.

At this moment, Li Changsheng's arm moved, and the silver-white dagger began to slash out.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

A scene that stunned everyone appeared.

All I could see was endless brilliance, which seemed to cover the body of the silvery-white short sword. At this moment, it seemed to turn into a light blade several tens of feet long, billowing and rippling.

The sky is full of brilliance, covering all the prosperity, as if a long rainbow landed between the sky and the earth, piercing the sky for thousands of miles.

Everyone's expressions were tense, and they just waited for the power of Li Changsheng's sword to fall to see how it would end.

Mu Motuo was in the battlefield, but he could clearly feel that the prestige of Huanghuang seemed to have infiltrated the power he had gathered before it fell.

And the ghost image of the god behind him also seemed to be affected by the power of Li Changsheng's sword, and at this moment, it also began to tremble.

Li Changqi was so powerful that he looked like a heavenly man, with a stern face, and sternly reprimanded: "Cut..."

As soon as the words fell, the brilliance burst out, wrapped in a silver-white dagger, and slashed towards Mu Motuo.

At this moment, everyone turned pale with fright, as if they were dreaming.

Crazy heat waves rolled out, shaking the entire square.

Tianwei soared up, the void was twisted for a while, and the endless energy broke the universe and the earth, and shook the light of all things.

Mu Motuo wanted to shake Li Changsheng's sword forcefully, but at this moment, his heart trembled suddenly, and he turned around abruptly, and fled in the air.

Mu Mo Tuo wants to escape?
God!Mu Mo Tuo actually wanted to escape?
Everyone, at this moment, was shocked and couldn't believe it.

A figure as strong as Mu Mo Tuo, one of the gods of Nanyang, dare not shake Li Changsheng's sword?

Master Qing's complexion has changed from light cyan to dark cyan.

Feeling the power of Li Changsheng's sword, at this moment, his body went limp and he knelt on the ground.

He thought that Li Changsheng would die a terrible death if his master Mu Motuo took action, but he never thought... the mountain in his heart collapsed at this moment.

At this second, Venerable Kassapa also slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

He had already anticipated the outcome of this fight before it even started. Li Changsheng's sword had already condensed the power of heaven and earth. Although it was enough to shock everyone present, it was within Venerable Kassapa's imagination. .

Who can stop the power of the saint?

What about gods?This Nanyang god is just a false name.

Venerable Kasyapa followed Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan since he was a child, so he naturally knows how terrifying the Zhan Ji Zan Zhan's power is.

Looking at the entire Southeast Asia, I am afraid that there are less than one or two people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Zhanji Saint.

But when he mentioned the name Li Changsheng in front of Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan, he will never forget in his life that his white-haired and old master suddenly opened his eyes wide at that moment, with a deep expression on his face. Deeply shocked, he looked at himself stupidly, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

How can Mu Motuo compare with a person who is afraid of even the holy ones?

The sword light shone out, bursting out with thousands of rays of light, and the billowing sound shook the entire earth in the next second.

Under the ground, there seemed to be a loud "rumbling" sound, as if it was about to be completely sunk by this sword.

Even if Venerable Kasyapa did not open his eyes to see, he could still feel that power, which is as ethereal as the heavens and the earth, but also as huge and boundless as the river and the sea, as if filling every inch of air around him. None, but invincible.

Dao, this is the power of magic.

In the world, Venerable Kasyapa can't think of anyone who can contend?

Maybe my guru Zhan Ji Sheng can take it, or maybe even Zhan Ji Sheng can't bear it.

Zhanji Saint is old, but Li Changsheng is still young.

Although Venerable Kassapa had never possessed such power, he could feel the gap between the Zhanji Saint and Li Changsheng.

And everyone present looked at Mu Motuo with wide-eyed eyes. The moment he fled through the air, he was forcibly chopped open by Li Changsheng's silver-white dagger, and turned into powder in an instant.

Everyone is about to collapse.

No one dared to believe that a living god, just like this, dissipated into smoke in front of his eyes.

In the face of such power, everyone felt that they seemed to have become small and humble.

Master Ning's feet went limp, and he almost fell to the ground, but was held up firmly by Master Tashi, but he fainted.

God Master Tashi has been stunned. He has never seen this kind of power, and he has never dared to imagine it.

Ordinary people like Zhu Yaoyao, He Ziming, Tang Qing'er, and Xue Haoyang suddenly realized at this moment that what made Li Changsheng so confident was not money or power, but because of the incomparable power in his hands.

Anyone who really has such power, even if he is ragged and haggard, will be extremely firm and confident in his heart.

This is the power that can kill the gods, how can it be compared with ordinary things?

In the crowd, Fat Tuo Luo curled his lips, regained his composure, and couldn't help shaking his head.

It is estimated that among the onlookers, he is the one who is relatively calm.

I saw him let out an "ah", and said slowly: "I can't be offended, I can't be offended... Wu Luosha, I can't offend... Mu Motuo, I can't offend... Li Changsheng, I can't offend him even more I'm sorry... It seems that after I return to India, I have to devote myself to cultivation, otherwise... such a person, I am not even qualified to carry his shoes, how dare I be his bodyguard?"

Although his voice was loud, the people standing beside him were already frightened and completely ignored his voice.

In the eyes of everyone, there was only the majestic, calm-faced man standing on the square, beheading the gods with one sword.

Is he a god?
Um!should be……

(End of this chapter)