Legend of the Great Saint

Qingshan just stood alone in the window, as if he didn't see the forced Dragon Gate disciple.

Dragon Gate Pie knows I have ginseng. Who said that? Huang Si Tiger? I saved your life.

An anger of betrayal soared, but his mouth slowly curved out an arc, revealing Moringbai's teeth. Liu Hong's heart pounded from the side, it's killing him!

“Boom!” he lifted his foot and kicked it on the thick Eight Immortals table in front of him. The Eight Immortals table was wide and large enough to accommodate at least ten people to eat. It was made of dates and trees, weighing up to 200 kg. He kicked it up and ran into the Dragon Gate disciple with a loud noise.

Chida was the first to strike, I never thought there would be such a trick. He looked at the Eight Immortals table with horror. He also reacted quickly. He immediately abandoned his sword and waved his hand. He carried all his strength and photographed it on the Eight Immortals table.

Mantis arms as cars! Li Qingshan grinned.

Chida's arms were broken simultaneously, his chest collapsed by the Eight Immortals table, and a bite of blood erupted, while a crisp sound of broken bones sounded.

The Eight Immortals table was in constant castration, whistling with seven or eight Dragon Gate disciples, breaking down the railing, falling downstairs and making a loud noise.

There are also guests downstairs, who were supposed to watch the Dragon Gate disciples go upstairs in full swing, still wondering who was going to be unlucky, one by one looking at the noise, suddenly saw a table with seven or eight Dragon Gate disciples fall down, scared to run away.

Until the table landed, the unexpected surroundings came to a shock. See that Chida has been exhausted and not intaked. The other Dragon Gate disciples, at least because Chida blocked them, did not die on the spot, but they were also hit by a broken muscle, moaning and moaning.

When have you ever seen a Dragon Gate disciple like that? Who's upstairs?

Li Qingshan somehow remembered bowling. Those Dragon Gate disciples were dressed in white. Isn't it like a ball bottle? It's just a pity that they didn't have all of them.

The remaining five or six Dragon Gate disciples, because they were leaning closer, did not have a "table”, but were filled with frightened cold sweats, and stood still, not knowing how to react. These wealthy disciples practiced martial arts.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, almost everyone reacted, and the instant the situation was reversed, and the otherwise fierce Dragon Gate faction was half-witted.

Only Liu Hongshan clearly saw Li Qingshan's movements. His face was concentrating. If he was himself, could he stop it or not, could he avoid it? But the conclusion was worrying, his eyebrows were tighter, and the ridicule on his face was heavier. The face that Li Qingshan brushed off today seemed to find a lot to make up for.

Li Qingshan walked toward Yang Jun, regardless of the others.

Yang Jun was lying on the ground. Li Qingshan kicked over him at the Eighth Immortal Table just now, but there was a dragon gate disciple blockage in the middle, which gave him time to react. He turned his head on the ground and escaped a robbery.

He can't believe it is true yet. He is carrying people with strong hands in the door. There are three third-rate masters inside. Others are also rare good hands, but they are half dead and wounded in a single move. His behavior of entertaining teachers in questioning guilt has become an extremely ironic joke.

Looking at Li Qingshan approaching, he suddenly remembered that the dozens of bandits who had died in Li Qingshan's hands, remembered the horrible and murderous name of the person in front of him, and remembered that his martial arts was far from enough. He pulled out his sword wildly: "Kill him! ”

One sword stabbed Li Qingshan, and at the same time, there were five swords. From front to back, the cold light flashed, and stabbed Li Qingshan. The idiotic Dragon Gate disciples also reacted. They were the brothers and sisters who had been practicing together for many years. Although there was not much real battle, the cooperation was not bad.

The blow was almost equal, putting Li Qingshan's cage in the sword net.

“Watch out for the Sword Array!” Li Long shouted, but it was too late, and six long swords stabbed into Li Qingshan's body.

In the face of the owner of each sword, there appeared to be a surprise. I didn't think it would work so easily. My Dragon Gate sword array is truly remarkable!

Liu Hong's face appeared with a look of ridicule or regret. It was too tender. There was too little experience in fighting and killing. The situation that would have won would have given the opponent a great chance to surround himself and die.

But every young talent falls, so that an old river and lake like him will always be a little relaxed and proud to say, see, Jiang is still old and spicy, the strongest may not always live to the end.

The tip of the sword penetrates the skin by an inch and cannot go any further. The swordsman's surprise expression becomes stunning and madly powerful, but only curves the tough sword into an arc.

Liu Hongdao shocked: “Has he practiced kung fu in addition to his knife and gun?” Not to mention that the steel sword that focuses on his inner strength is no ordinary knife gun than this teenager brings him too much consternation.

Li Qingshan slowly said: “No wonder people say that double-fisting is difficult to fight with four hands. Such a joint strike is no less than a hard-working strike by the world's best.” His eyes were flowing, and the flesh-eyed demonic red light was indistinguishable: “But this weak, powerless sword, how did it hurt me! ”

All swordsmen, bleeding together, flipped out. Li Qingshan's skin left only faint white marks.

Yeung Jun felt a surge of sincerity into his body. After years of hard repair, he couldn't stop the division. He rammed straight into his body and tore his pulse.

He also had to fall downstairs, a man flashed, came behind Yang Jun, his big sleeve flashed, and Yang Jun landed steadily on the ground.

Li Qingshan's face showed a little vigilance. Although he saw the movement of the people, he could not keep up with such light work. His defensive abilities are staggering, but his speed is his weakest link.

Yang An Zhi snapped Yang Jun's pulse door, his face was cold, and Yang Jun's sutra pulse collapsed. This martial arts is kind of obsolete.

Yang Jun cried out “Daddy” and passed out. Yang An Zhi looked at Li Qingshan again. His eyes blew out a horrible killing machine, and he no longer looked half Confuciant. Full of hatred and remorse, he had come to the tavern earlier, but he wanted Yang Jun to carry a group of disciples, enough to capture Li Qingshan.

If he sees Liu Hong, he can't talk, so he stays hidden on top of the liquor store.

But if things change so quickly, kicking the Eight Immortals table from Li Qingshan and clearing half of the Dragon Gate disciples out of the field, he wanted to do it, but immediately after that, Li Qingshan fell into the sword array and died.

Even Liu Hong, who had met Li Qingshan's "Yongkung Fu" powerful man, thought that Li Qingshan would definitely die, not to mention he, so he held on to his shape, this stop was too late.

Liu Honghu laughed: “Brother Yang, it's been a long time. Why is there such a big move all of a sudden? What is it all about?” Li Qingshan looked at Yang Anzhi and Yang Jun's face in a similar way, and after listening to Liu Hong, he knew that the one in front of him was the ruler of the Dragon Gate sect, the first man in Wulin in Qingyang.

After all, Yang An has been walking in the river and lake for many years, his heart is determined, no more than those rich disciples, immediately let go of his son, look at Liu Hong, but to Li Qingshan: “I was trying to persuade you to hand over your things properly, I didn't intend to hurt you, but now that I have changed my mind, my son has no quarrel with you, why are you so harsh?” Speaking of the back, I couldn't stand the outrage and the look on my face.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan smiled. "Aren't you going to hurt me? No wrongs, no revenge?” If he is weak in his martial arts and falls into Yang Jun's hands, he will not know how much torture and insult he will suffer, and this life will probably not be saved.

And in the mountain lanes, the higher threat of humiliation of the powerful may not be a vengeance! Yang Jun may have been very hard pressed. Yeah, I just said a few words about you, and I didn't really cut off your hand.

“I just wanted to ask you, who told you this? I'll just ask him in person! With such an unclear father, no wonder I teach such a son and disciple. I will kill you today, except for this scourge! Before you flatten the Black Wind Village, bring you the Flag!” The red light in Li Qingshan's eyes is even worse.