Legend of the Great Saint

At this time, Li Qingshan's steel knife took another person's life. Although he also took a knife in the back, it did not enter deep meat, and the wound contracted, and there was not much blood.

Meanwhile, a waist knife slanted into his stomach and he grabbed the blade tightly, lifting his hand and chopping off a fearful head.

That fierce spirit is daunting.

Xiao Kuo was not very comfortable. It was only Li Qingshan who suddenly attacked them before beating them. He was determined to find a chance to recover the scene. At this time, a cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Li Qingshan's knife skills were exquisite and the killing was fierce, which surprised him.

This beast is not yet capable of being hunted by a half-tuned hunter like him. Fortunately, it is only on the market. There is no real opposition to Li Qingshan's razor blade.

For a moment, seven people ambushed the body, Li Qingshan knelt on one knee with a broken steel knife, dressed in more than a dozen wounds, clothes stained with blood, both others and his own.

Only one guest left, his face was full of frenzy. Although he had done a lot of killing, he was bullying goodness. Where in his life had he ever seen such a fierce fight: “You... you lunatic! ”

Li Qingshan's face is like a hard blue stone. Between life and death, each of his moves is played super level, which excites the potential of the body. But it's also very physical and exhausting for a moment.

So this is the path I chose? What a bloody mess!

Qing Niu slowly stood aside as if he were asking, "Are you sorry?

“I'll kill you!” Participants roared up.

Without any strength on his body, the blade fell on his neck and his cold hair rose. Li Qingshan shouted, “I don't regret it!” The breath flowed through your body, all pouring into your hands, gripping the steel knife and swinging it up against you.

Break! Break! ”The bowstring tore the air and a feather arrow lashed, crucifying the last gatherer to the ground.

Li Qingshan looked up stunned. Several orthopedic figures slipped down from the mountain wall. It was the hunters of Le Ma Zhuang. They approached Li Qingshan carefully and grabbed his limbs on the ground.

But Li Qingshan, at that moment, exhausted his energy and was lifted over the valley by them.

“Nice work, kid!” The Yellow Sick Tiger put up his big bow and said a praise and said nothing more. Waving, the hunters lurked back on both sides of the valley.

Shortly afterwards, the other gatherers came and looked at the body of their companion with a heavy face. When they saw the gatherer nailed to the ground, they suddenly changed their face and shouted: “Back off! ”

“Let it go!" Huang Si Tiger ordered, arrows falling on both sides of the valley.

The gatherers suddenly waved their waist knives, but unless the martial arts were too far apart, how could they block the arrows and scream?

Yellow sick tiger with a big bow, standing on a raised big stone, specializing in killing mining guests trying to escape, each arrow must have no blank arrow, like death.

Li Qingshan held onto his body and felt shocked. On the one hand, he shook the battle between the two villages so easily and fiercely, and on the other, he was shocked by the power of the bow and arrow.

He cultivates bull demons, the fastest growing is power, if he can open a big bow, he can kill like this, like a dog slaughter.

When the yellow tiger fired the fifth arrow, the screaming had stopped, and only a faint groan persisted.

“Yellow Sick Tiger!” A gatherer with his thighs shot through made a terrible howl.

“Exactly below!” Huang Si Tiger jumped down the high rock and opened his mouth and asked: “Where is Ling Jin? If you say it quickly, I'll make you happy! ”

“You... how do you know? ”

“I still know a little about this 100,000 mountainside thing, Lingjin appeared in the mountains near Le Ma Zhuang, eating can eliminate hundreds of illnesses, life extension, right? I thought it was fake, but I kind of believed it in your face. You can't help but think about eating at the mouth. ”

“You want to use the spirit to treat your disease, but you are delusional. You have no idea how to capture the spirit ginseng. Wait, Shanwangzhuang will not stop! ”

“Do you want to fight Le Ma Zhuang with your broken sand tray? ”

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh the ”

Huang Si Tiger's face changed slightly: “Can you afford it?” I couldn't see anything, waved my hand and the hunters went forward, killing the dead miners' knives, then searching for their belongings, then lifting them up and throwing them into the valley.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the whole floor was cleaned up, only the residual blood, showing the fierce battle, waiting for another rainstorm to fall, there was nothing left.

Human life, at some point, is really light as a termite.

Once again, the gaze of the hunters went to Li Qingshan, which had both admiration and undisguised killings.

Li Qingshan himself heard a big secret. The people of Le Ma Zhuang would never let themselves go. The easiest way is naturally to kill them with a knife and throw them into the valley with the mining attendants.

He hated the fact that Green Bull refused to help, leaving him wandering between life and death. On this trip, he realized that his strength was not what it was today, but that he was now weak. Perhaps this is the purpose of Green Bull.

Huang Si Tiger said: "Little brother, will you follow me to Le Ma Zhuang? ”

“What if I say no? ”

“Don't know how to lift it! Kill him!” The hunters are furious.

Yellow Sick Tiger waved: “I don't kill innocent people, if you don't want to, go yourself! I'm sure you're not a talkative person. ”

Li Qingshan has never been this bad. Due to the heroic style of the other party, killing people will not be soft. He may not kill. His hunters can all kill.

And he also noticed that at a glance in Le Ma estate, he might be able to learn some hunting and archery techniques. It can survive independently, without the aid of the blue bull, and it can greatly increase its own power. As for the ginseng, he dared not think too much.

“Then it's better to be respectful. ”

Huang Si Hu Fang revealed a smile, ordered someone to bring the ointment and apply it to Li Qingshan, but found that his wound contracted, and there was no bloodshed. It was surprising.

Li Qingshan came to the cow truck in pain, took out the newly bought ginseng, slowly chewed it in the import, and then patted the mud seal of the wine jar, grunting to fill the belly wine.

As the drink swept away the ginseng, a bubble of heat spread through her belly, she immediately felt a lot more spiritual, more surprising to everyone.

Li Qingshan climbed onto the cattle cart, ignored the others, closed his eyes and sat down. Restoring the tiredness and pain was second only, and he would like to take the opportunity to sum up the gains and losses of the war.

First of all, there can be no more lucky hearts. People have heard that the rivers and lakes are evil. Today is a personal experience. One step is careless. There is a risk of death. Life in this world is too low. It is not always possible for someone to help or rely on an outbreak. Being brave is looking for a way to die. This great life needs to be cherished.

But in this life-and-death struggle, his understanding of the Bull Demon Fist deepened, and the whole person's energy became a little different, as if a knife had been polished.