Legend of the Great Saint

Li Long pointed in the direction, Liu Hongda walked. The Iron Fist Gate was not long with light kung fu, but he crossed seven or eight steps away from ordinary people in each step. Both sleeves flew and the speed was not slow. Shortly afterwards, Kung Fu came to the place where the Black Wind Thieves had stopped to raise the bonfire. Now there were only a few bodies left, and a few wolves were lying on their bodies eating, and they heard voices raising their heads and shouting intimidation.

Liu Hongling snorted, like a thunderbolt, and the wolf fled in shock. Liu Hong examined the body: “This is the power of a fissile bow. Yellow Sick Tiger actually sent out his famous weapon. Is he a disciple of Huang Sick Tiger's instruction? No, with that sick tiger's martial arts, such a disciple cannot be taught.

“However, he was given a fissile bow. I'm afraid the yellow tiger intended him to take over the position of hunter. No wonder he was not afraid of the Black Wind Village. As long as he returned to Le Ma Zhuang, the Black Wind Village could not do anything about him. They could also destroy Le Ma Zhuang. ”

“Do you really want to kill Li Qingshan?” Bloody and stingy, Li Long is a bit shaky. Although he is used to more than ten loads of martial arts, fighting and beating is just a family meal, but with the power of the Iron Fist Gate in Qingyang City, there is no corresponding opponent to fight and die. At best, he can teach a blind little gangster or passing river and lake passers, where have never seen so many dead people.

“Now that we have a death vendetta, of course, we must hurry to kill it. Aaron, Qingyang city is so peaceful, it should be far more than that with your talent.” Liu Hong took it for granted and taught his disciples a lesson.

Li Long Na Na can't answer.

Liu Hong continued to examine the body: “Huh, this injury is strange!” He found a bandit whose throat was slit to death.

“What's so strange? ”

“This bandit died in a pile of people, and you see the look on his face when he died, but it seemed like he didn't respond at all. ”

“What's going on?” Then he discovered many of the same wounded bandit's corpses. Li Long imagined the strange scene at the time. His heart was cold for a while and he couldn't help but look to his right. In the dark mountain forest, it was as if he was hiding a ghost. It was only when he looked at Liu Hong that he felt much more at ease.

“As long as light kung fu is high enough, but such light kung fu, the whole of Qingyang can only be compared with the Dragon Gate Gate. This Li Qingshan is not only helpful, but also strong.” Liu Hong's experience in walking along the river and lake can no longer be guessed. The bandits are unable to react because they cannot see the enemy at all.

And they searched for traces of the earth, and they searched deep into the mountains, and the body of a bandit was as obvious as a sign.

Some of the arrows fell and others were slit to death.

Li Long's nerves were numb. He remembered what Li Qingshan said, "You are all going to die today." He used to pretend to be only angry. Now he seems to be pronouncing judgment. Li Qingshan strangled him. At the time, he was not very scared, but now he feels scared after the formation.

Another body of a bandit was found, Li Longdao said: “The bandits are all dead, only the three heads of household are left.” Then they found a dwarf horse who spit foam in his mouth and fell to the ground.

Shortly afterwards, Liu Hong stopped and looked beneath a large tree. Even this old river and lake showed a very shocking color. The blood spread far away. The smell of blood was more intense than next to the bonfire, which had just died the most bandits.

Li Long couldn't help but vomit once, as if he were going to vomit all the horrors he saw tonight.

Throughout the night, the three heads of household seemed to be immersed in a nightmare that could not wake up. The people around them died one by one, and the reaper behind them pressed.

The Sandao family carried light work and desperately fled to the Black Wind Mountain Village. Although the speed could not catch up with the dragon gate pie, it might have been the crisis that triggered the potential, but it was not slow.

The wind surrounded him and followed him tightly. He dared not make a slight pause until his internal strength was exhausted. He stopped under a large tree and gasped.

Looking down the hill, he could see the Black Wind Village, and he just smiled.

“Totally!”

The feathers and arrows burst through his thighs, nailed deep into the trunk, leaves as dry as rain, and dropped beautifully.

The Third Master couldn't help but grieve and looked at the horrible figure coming out of the woods with a smile on his face, as if the hunter had caught a long-tracked prey, and the bow strings of his big bow were trembling.

“That's it, Sancho! ”

“I think I planted it today. I'm not going anywhere in the mountains, so make a friend. Ah!” At this critical moment, the three heads of household actually pulled out a bareback and said Jianghu words, but before they finished, a feather arrow pierced him.

“Don't mention these two words, because you don't deserve them. Come on, tell me all about the Black Wind Village. How many of you, how many heads of household, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? ”

“Won't you kill me if I say so?” Three heads of household are sweaty, in pain and fear.

Li Qingshan thought about it, “No, I told you, you must die today, I will make you happy!” You don't have to cheat, just tell him clearly that I'm going to kill you. You can say it or not.

“Fuck you, scratch if you want to," said Sandang. “Come and see if I'm frowning. ”

Li Qingshan smiled coldly, “Just what I wanted!” Deep in his eyes, there was a red light that he had not even noticed.

Li Long barely restored calm, but his eyes tried to avoid the corpse under the tree: "Master, do we still have to go after him? ”

Liu Hong waved: “No need, such a Sha Xing was born, the river and lake have been a lot of things since then.” The murderous figure of the river and lake, he has seen so much, these three heads of household alone will not be inferior.

But it's rare to be so heartless when you go out, who can't vomit a few times, go through many life and death experiences to harden the mind.

Li Long: “He is nothing but a third-rate man. He seriously injured the third head of the family through a sneak attack. Why does Master value it so much? ”

"" I'm only telling you, "said Liu Hongdao." None of these people are strong hands on the upper level of the river and lake. Any martial arts work in the hands of this kind of person can play a super powerful role. Never make enemies of them at will. ”

“Why is that?” Li Long doesn't understand, is your heart hard and your kung fu is high?

“The essence of martial arts is between slaughter. ”

But Li Qingshan, admired by Liu Hong as Sha Xing, is now kneeling beside the stream and vomiting, tears flowing.

Ultimately, the bones of the three heads of household were not as hard as he said. Fifteen hundred and ten sent out all the news Li Qingshan wanted to know, only one death.

After breaking the three heads of household, the red light in his eyes dimmed, and he seemed to realise what he had done - it was not enough that he had tortured a person alive with unmatched cruelty, and even more terribly, he was very happy from it.

What the hell is wrong with me?

A cow's hoof stepped into the stream, Li Qingshan raised his head, and Qingniu looked at him as if it were a compliment and a mockery: “You are becoming more and more like a demon! ”

“So, what?” Li Qingshan stubbornly questioned him. He understood that as the practice deepened, the influence of this magic trick on his heart deepened. Since it is the magic trick of demons, it cannot be merciful love.