Legend of the Great Saint

“Big Brother is angry, Big Brother is angry!” Li Long tried to stop Brother, Big Brother grabbed his shoulder and threw him aside like a chicken, waving a punch towards Li Qingshan.

“Lei Wang, stop!” Liu Hong sighed and his fist steadily stopped in front of Li Qingshan's face. "Master, let me teach this unknown boy a lesson! ”

Li Qingshan was tired of watching: “I was going to ask you something. Since you guys are so busy, I'll leave first.” Say what you want, pretend what you want, do what you want.

“Kid, you're dying. ”

Li Qingshan definitely stopped: “Oh, how can you say that? ”

"" The Blackwind Village people are looking for you everywhere, "said Liu Hongdao." Just hide carefully. If you dare to show up, you will surely die. ”

Li Qingshan said: “Then according to normal development, I will ask you, how can I escape a robbery? ”

“As long as you promise to join the Iron Fist Gate, my husband has his own way of keeping you alive.” This is the purpose of Liu Hong. Iron Fist Gate is a gang, not a gatekeeper. It does not require that the Chinese must be disciples. Li Qingshan's small age showed talented strength enough to make any people in the river and lake feel comfortable.

But as a long-famous old Jianghu, Liu Hongshan would not plead with Li Qingshan to join, saying that he had to come down first to kill Li Qingshan's wind, let him know the thickness of the heavens and the heights, then persuade him to understand the bright prospects of joining the Iron Fist Gate, and finally willingly request to join.

But Li Qingshan's disrespect also annoyed him, "But now my husband has changed his mind.” Do you really think killing dozens of thieves, the head of a black wind house, is a character?

Li Qingshan said: “That's wonderful! If nothing happens, I'll go first. ”

“Stop right there!” Liu Hong finally moved, if he didn't, it would have moved like a mad lion roar. One step forward, the next step will fall in front of Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan was covered in cold hair, as if he had been targeted by a fierce beast. Instinctively, he was alert. "After all, he is a man in the river and lake. Wen can't do anything. ”

“Eat my husband's punch!” Although Liu Hongshan had intended to recruit Li Qingshan and did not want to be his enemy, a small generation dared to disrespect him in this way, and it was impossible not to teach him a lesson. Perhaps he would dare to be so arrogant if he thought the big bear of the Black Wind Village was of the same kind to Wu and Sandao. Then only let him see the absolute difference between second-class and third-class masters.

“Wait!”

“What, scared?” Liu Hongsheng said.

“Master Shinwei!” Brother Wang Lei lifted his fist and drank. He looked at Li Qingshan with a derisive look.

The other gatekeepers also drank heavily: "Master Godwell! ”

Li Qingshan said: “I asked Li Long to punch three times first! ”

Liu Hong's eyes squinted, revealing a dangerous killer: “That's the worst kung fu. Why, do you want the old man to punch three times too? ”

“No!” Liu Hong's face hasn't eased yet, Li Qingshan continued: “Look, you're an old man, I want you to punch ten times! ”

Shame on you! Liu Hongxin only had these four words in his heart. At this moment, he really moved his heart: “Then come! ”

“Wait!”

“So what do you want? ”

“Old Hero Liu, you are also a well-known Jianghu figure, this punch cannot be given away for nothing!” Li Qingshan thought about it: “Ten taels of silver a punch is not expensive!” I have no quarrel with you, fight with you, even if I win, there is no copper board benefit, instead, I have an unknown enemy, I just don't have the money to buy weapons, always try to make some money, think about it, this is the only way to figure out the craftsmanship.

This sentence completely provoked Liu Hong, mixing him up with the Jianghu juggler, and laughed furiously: “Okay, I'm afraid you'll die! ”

Li Long rushed forward to stop it. He had seen it with his own eyes. Liu Hong opened the tablet with a pair of iron fists. If he hit a person, didn't he turn a man into meat mud? "Master...”

But it's too late, "Boom, boom, boom, boom!” The fist shadow is as fast and heavy as an iron horse. Five fists instantly hit Li Qingshan. The word "Fu” by Li Long has not yet reached the exit point. Those close to the wind of Rin's fists cannot open their eyes, let alone go forward.

The fist came fast and went fast. Everyone was still immersed in the five-fist threat. Liu Hong stood down and sighed softly: “Alas, today we broke the killing rule again! ”

Li Longmei stared and couldn't even say the words "mercy of his men”. Big Brother Wang Lei first reacted and shouted: "Master Shenwei! ”

“Fifty taels!” Li Qingshan suddenly opened his mouth, Liu Hongshan glared, but listened to Li Qingshan praise: “It is a heavy fist, I can hardly eat it! ”

He looks like a traitor. He doesn't look like he can eat. He's cheating on customers to make more money.

This is also true. After refining into a cow's power, the "cow demon skin refining” also changed dramatically. The original “cow demon skin refining” gave the impression that it was only a powerful foreign practice of kung fu, and now it is a true manifestation of the power of divinity.

Between his flesh, a tough film was formed. The heavy fist of the tablet crackling stone struck him on the body, like rubber, the strength was dissolved, the thick internal force in the fist into the body, it was dissolved by real qi, the fist of the second-rate master can no longer hurt him.

Easy, make 50 taels a second, and rob the rich for the poor not so fast! And before he had to, he didn't want to do the trick of going over the wall.

But am I in the flesh business?

He couldn't think more, the Iron Lion drank heavily, jumped on, how many teenagers, he hasn't lost such a big face since returning to Qingyang City to retire, and still in front of so many doorman disciples.

Heavy fists like a storm drowned Li Qingshan.

“Eighty taels, ninety taels, a hundred taels, eh, you have to fight! 300 taels! 500 taels!” Li Qingshan's voice came out in a clear spontaneous storm, constantly stimulating Liu Hong's nerves. The doors were already staring at each other.

Liu Hong was a fashion dragon tiger at the beginning, but after all, he was old and physically exhausted. He gasped and sweated like rain.

Li Qingshan couldn't bear to see it. He wanted to say, "Sir, you can't break my defense!” But if you think of a big plan to make money, you can only hold on to this benevolence and let him fight.

With only three words, Li Qingshan died of restraint. This is not to say that the fist is no better than the soldier blade. Even for such martial arts masters, the fist is easier to play the role of internal strength, smashing the enemy's five dirty six hearts at a time.

It has a shocking effect as well as a close knockout, making it extremely easy to kill enemies as soon as you take the upper wind. However, Li Qingshan was biased against this freak. Liu Hong did not lose to less skilled people, but rather lost to his practice of martial arts, and the other party practiced with Shentong.

Liu Hong gasped and punched Li Qingshan in the chest.

Li Qingshan said: “Almost there!” He glanced at Li Long.

Li Long hastily helped Liu Hong to sit on the maestro's chair. Liu Hong can't believe he's staring at Li Qingshan: “You... what kind of kung fu are you practicing? Even second-rate masters, no, first-rate masters are impossible, impossible! ”