"stop!"

Just when Wang Sheng was about to kill Ye Zhiqiu with one blow, he shouted loudly from the side of the street and a two-story building.

What followed was a powerful wind.

Obviously, he wanted to stop Wang Sheng from killing Ye Zhiqiu.

"Are you finally unable to help but appear? I want to see who the mastermind behind this scene is!"

Wang Sheng's keen sense of the world's number one strong man told him that someone had been staring at him.

At this time, it goes without saying that those who are staring at him are probably behind the scenes, because the college has Ye Zhiqiu, it is unlikely that one more person should be sent.

No matter how hard he thought about it, Wang Sheng's movements were not slow at all, and he only saw his legs exerting force.

The body then soared into the air, spinning in the air, while avoiding the attack.

He grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's hand and Dali Jingang's fingers to attack, but did not stop.

"Puchi..."

Wang Sheng's fingers, like guns and swords, pierced Ye Zhiqiu's heart with one blow.

After the attack succeeded, Wang Sheng, who was in the air, slapped Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder with a palm, and turned over and came behind Ye Zhiqiu.

It is separated from the attacker.

"brush....."

Blood in Ye Zhiqiu's chest was spewing out like a spring water.

At this moment, he covered his chest and widened his eyes, looking unwilling and disbelief.

"I actually died at the hands of a Soul Master student with three soul rings."

At this moment, Wang Sheng and the attacker looked at each other through the dead Ye Zhiqiu.

"Hahaha, I am really worthy of being Canghui Academy, the strongest talent since its establishment. I act ruthlessly and decisively."

When the visitor saw his attack, Wang Sheng was not successful in preventing him from killing Ye Zhiqiu, he was stunned at first.

After that, he couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were full of praise for Wang Sheng, and he didn't care that Wang Sheng killed Ye Zhiqiu. Obviously, he didn't take Ye Zhiqiu's life and death seriously at all.

However, Wang Sheng's face became extremely ugly, because he had seen this person, and he was the deacon of the Wuhun Hall of Fengcheng.

Wang Sheng: "All this is your Martial Spirit Hall doing it?"

"Make it a fool? Haha!"

The deacon in the Wuhun Palace was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed disdainfully.

Wang Sheng: "Isn't it?"

Deacon of the Wuhun Palace: "Do you think a mere Canghui Academy is suitable for our Wuhun Palace to mobilize many teachers?"

"This matter is an internal ideological difference in your Canghui Academy. I just said that our Wuhun Palace supports it."

"Haha... well, our Spirit Hall supports it!"

Wang Sheng sneered. His words were equivalent to a strong support for those guys in Canghui Academy who had strange ideas!

The most important thing is his simple sentence "We support our Spirit Hall!"

But it’s not in vain. I’m afraid that Canghui Academy will become the teeth-grabbing of the Wuhun Hall in the future.

The deacon in the Spirit Hall did not care about Wang Sheng's hostile appearance at all.

Instead, he stared at Wang Sheng's three soul rings, one yellow, one purple and one yellow, and looked at them hard. Although he had seen them in the dark, he still couldn't help feeling shocked.

It took a while to say: "Wang Sheng, your talent is the top presence in the entire continent... No, it should be said that it is a super genius I have never had before! As long as you join the Spirit Hall, you will be directly included in the Golden Generation and fully cultivated."

The Golden Generation of the Wuhun Palace, which means it is the same as Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan and others?

It has to be said that the conditions offered by the deacon in the Wuhun Palace are very attractive.

I’m afraid that there are not many young soul masters in the entire continent who can refuse!

However, it is impossible for Wang Sheng to join the Wuhun Hall. Because he can't stand opposite Xue Yue no matter how he does!

"That's really thankful for being so respectful to the deacon! However, I still like to be more free."

The deacon in the Spirit Hall couldn't help but his eyes turned cold: "Oh?... Then do you know that our Spirit Hall cannot let go of a genius like you, either surrender or perish! Think about it carefully before answering."

Wang Sheng felt a little nervous when he said the deacon in the Spirit Hall, but nothing appeared on his face.

He asked lightly: "He is really domineering! But deacon, what is your strength?"

"Um?"

The deacon of the Wuhun Palace was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then burst into laughter: "You are thinking, do you want to see if this deacon has the strength to keep you? Hahaha!"

As soon as the laughter stopped, the deacon in the Wuhun Palace looked up: "Then it's as you wish! I hope you make the right choice, otherwise we will have a very unpleasant fight."

As he said that, the deacon of the Spirit Hall released the martial soul, which turned out to be a huge sickle, like the God of Death's sickle, full of domineeringness and bloodiness.

At the same time, six soul rings of two yellow, two purple, two black rose from him.

Wang Sheng's eyes couldn't help but narrow, with powerful martial souls, standard soul ring configurations, and the strength of the Soul Emperor.

Sure enough, the deacon in the Wuhun Palace is far from comparable to someone like Ye Zhiqiu.

At the same time, Wang Sheng was also very shocked by the strength of the Spirit Hall. It is unimaginable that the deacon in the branch hall of the Spirit Hall, who was inconspicuous, actually had the power of the Soul Emperor.

After all, there are so many cities in the continent that can’t count them. If every branch hall in the city is dominated by a soul emperor, it would be a bit scary.

The deacon in the Martial Soul Palace saw Wang Sheng's expression change, and couldn't help but say proudly: "You can accept your fate now!"

Wang Sheng smiled faintly: "Accepting one's fate? I'm afraid it won't work!"

The deacon in the Wuhun Palace was stunned again when he heard this, then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Wang Sheng said confidently: "Because, a soul emperor can't keep me."

"Um?"

When the deacon in the War Spirit Palace heard this, his face became ugly: "Then you still have so much to waste... Hum?"

Before he finished speaking, the deacon in the Wuhun Palace changed his face again, and then he was stunned again. Finally, he burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha! I understand, I understand, it turns out that you are delaying time for your friends and allowing you to successfully escape from the city, right!"

"Then it seems that you have discovered me a long time ago." Speaking of this, the deacon in the Wuhun Palace glanced at Ye Zhiqiu who was lying on the ground.

"I'm afraid it's not difficult for you to kill him!... Maybe everything is that you've been acting all the time??!!"

"Hahaha, okay! What a genius among geniuses! I like you more and more."

"I'm afraid I'm going to be serious today, so I can't let you run away! Otherwise, the losses will be huge!"

There was no refutation or agreement on the deacon in the War Spirit Hall.

He just replied lightly: "You can try it even if you want."

"Yo, so confident!"

Suddenly, a playful smile appeared on the deacon of the Wuhun Palace, and he continued: "Wu Xiaodong, Wu Xiaoai's talent is far less than you, but it is also very impressive. Do you think I will let go of the meat that has already been in the bowl?"

Wang Sheng's face finally changed and he exclaimed: "Did you send someone to follow them?"

Deacon of the Wuhun Palace: "Haha, Canghui Academy lacks manpower, so our Wuhun Palace will not be short. If not, I want to see how strong you are, I will leave them here just now. Boy, you are still young!"
Chapter completed!