Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan did not go back to Wo Niu Village. At least the small village is still safe and sound, and he did not go to Le Ma Zhuang. He was not willing to bring his troubles to other people, let alone take the Black Wind Village directly. Although he had established a death feud with the Black Wind Village, and once spring broke out, the Black Wind Mountain thief would probably set out to slaughter his small village.

He laughed in his heart. Why should I not treat you as enemies? I will surely kill you into the Black Wind Village. I will take off the head of the famous Black Wind Village Lord, so that he may be filled with evil and cannot die, and his chest will be smooth.

Practicing the Divine Spirit, for whatever reason, is trying to kill all the enemies, but before that, be prepared.

He didn't even have a weapon to take advantage of. His bare hands were too hard to beat, and the lion beat the rabbit with all his strength. Not to mention, the 200 bandits in Black Wind Village were not 200 rabbits. Each had his own life, and he was fierce.

Once you break into it, it's not a river and lake fight, and it's almost a battlefield kill, if you're still careless, it's a brain problem.

“Jingo Shop” in Qingyang City is a very famous arms shop, he intends to go to see it, but it costs money to buy weapons, he is not only without pennies, he does not even have a decent clothing.

He was dressed badly, with his chest exposed and sidelined by pedestrians. Were you not afraid to freeze to death in this weather?

Li Qingshan practiced his kung fu every day in the ice tank. Don't be afraid of this chill.

But no one treats him as a beggar, because he has no penniless face, that indecent state of self, but overflowing with strong confidence, as if he could solve it with his hands, no matter what difficulties he encounters.

Take a walk and admire this classically flavoured city pool, he doesn't mean to disguise himself as a hillbilly.

A carriage suddenly came running, and the driver waved a whip and shouted, "Get lost! Fuck off!” Watching the pedestrians walk away, laughing proudly.

Looking away at the carriage, everyone's face is angry, but nobody dares to say anything. This is a gentleman in Qingyang City, Zhang Fu's car, let alone drive the pedestrian, even though it hit people to death, but at best it compensated for the money.

The driver suddenly saw a ragged figure in front of him, as if he couldn't hear his voice, didn't know how to avoid him, and shouted: “Get the fuck off me, beggar!” Nor did he strangle the reins and let the wagon run over him.

The pedestrian shouted carefully, and when he saw the wagon he was going to hit the beggar, flashing on his side, avoiding it in millimeters.

The driver had time to react in the future. He got off the wagon and flew out like a fog.

The carriage was crawling, screaming at women.

The horses of the two pulleys hissed high, but the car seemed to be bewitched, fixed in place, squeaking, but could not move forward.

The driver, a "carp fight", rose up as a member of the family, was about to curse, but he saw both sidewalkers staring at the back of the carriage.

Li Qingshan single-handedly grabbed the frame and stepped deep into the ground, but did not move. He did not move, and the carriage could not move.

Muff swallowed a sip of spit, what a force it was.

A young man in a goblet full of alcohol jumped out of the car: "Raffle, what the hell are you doing?” But when he saw Leifu pointing at Li Qingshan, he scolded: “Beggar, stay away from my carriage, touch and cut off your hand!” He was drunk and didn't see Li Qingshan's hand grabbing his car.

“I'm not a beggar, my name is Li Qingshan.” Li Qingshan is named after this dude and this arrogant ho nu.

“What Lee... Aoyama!” The young man's eyes were confused, full of disdain, until later, the tone suddenly changed, like being strangled, and the spirit of wine woke up: “Yes... which Li Qingshan...”

Li Qingshan said strangely: "You know me! ”

The driver moaned: "Son, it's... it's down the mountain tiger!” Originally a reddish face, it suddenly grew pale.

“Downhill tiger? What is it?” Li Qingshan is frowning. Brother Pu Tong knelt down. "Hon, no, no, no, it's the dwarf who's guilty. Please forgive the young man!” Then unwrap the money pocket between your waists and put it in your hands: “Consider the money a small gift for Young Man! ”

No one else has ever seen Mr. Zhang's face so low three down four times, but when they heard the words "down the mountain tiger”, the eyes of Li Qingshan changed from time to time, and the admiration was filled with fear.

Li Qingshan filled the purse. The money in it was quite a bit. Enough for him to buy a decent outfit, eat a full meal in the best liquor store, and sleep well in the inn.

But I don't know, I didn't plan to kill anybody. I could punch you twice, but I didn't dare to push. How could I be so scared?

He instinctively felt that the other party was so afraid of him, not because of his efforts to pull over with Le Mar. But when he saw the other party scared the piss off his ass, he didn't have the mind to teach him a lesson, and walked away with his purse.

Seeing Li Qingshan go far away, the boy only climbed up from the ground with soft legs and looked at the street entrance in a frightened battle. Li Qingshan was actually in front of him. It was a horrible figure that killed dozens of people. He was arrogant enough to tread again, and he didn't dare to blow up in front of such people.

The face of the pedestrian ridiculed rose red, turning his face and seeing the driver hiding aside, furthermore, the anger grew from his guts, went up and down and kicked him: “Oh, you dare to hide, I will let you hide! You can't drive!” Despite his martial arts, the driver dared not shy away, only to cry out for his sins.

Li Qingshan held the purse and felt more stable. Although the money came a little strange, he suddenly remembered that, as a matter of urgency, he still needed to find out the news and understand the changes in the Black Wind Village. It happened that he had an old village in Qingyang City, also in Jianghu. He asked several people to come to the Iron Fist Gate.

The two towering bald men in front of the door, with their thick arms on their thighs, glanced at the pedestrians, before approaching the door, walked far away, walked along the other side of the street, and saw the power of this iron fist door.

When a dressed “beggar” walked up to the door, the man said, "Get out of the way, this is no place for you to beg! ”

Another big man stopped his companion, went up and down to measure Li Qingshan, scoffed: “You look like a member of the family, how can you fall like this!” He saw that Li Qingshan was healthy and fearless of the wind and cold.

Li Qingshan said: “I've come to find someone, please pass it on to both of you. His name is Li Long, tell him that I am his hometown, called Li Qingshan! ”

The two men were careless and cautious when they heard the word "Li Long”. That was the lover of the gate master. He stayed until he heard the word "Li Qingshan”. His face changed dramatically, “Down the mountain tiger Li Qingshan! ”

Li Qingshan only understood that “Down Mountain Tiger” was talking about himself, and complained in his heart: “What the hell is this nickname!” People in the river and lake have no culture, but he doesn't seem to be involved with the Jackal tiger leopard.

“Sneeze!” Huang Si Tiger sneezed a big sneeze in Le Ma Zhuang.