Legend of the Great Saint

Yang 'an's eyes were full of corpses. The inheritance of the Dragon Gate sect was cut off in his hands in an instant.

Just because Li Qingshan was weak in his eyes that day, dealing with the weak was not called provocation, but pinching, only today he became the object of pinching.

With Xiao 'an, Yang 'an Zhi also escaped from his death, just as he avoided Li Qingshan's full strength. Otherwise, Li Qingshan would expand the plot, and he was confident to see what color his heart was. Xiao 'an instantly killed ten people and struck Yang 'an's sword. It was also the end of a strong crossbow, for a while, it failed to catch up.

“Dad, help me!” Yang Jun looked at the two “monsters” nearby, and there was no more arrogance and flame. He reached out to Yang An for help with fear.

Yang An Zhi never stopped, like green smoke to the back of the palace, son can be reborn, but only one life, the end is the strong man broke his wrist, very spicy.

Yang Jun instantly despaired. Closed his eyes and only felt the strong wind coming, but did not feel the pain. Open his eyes and saw Li Qingshan and Xiaoan without looking at him. He passed by and chased Yang An Zhi straight away.

Yang Anzhi's light work is very good. Once he has escaped, it will be difficult to chase him.

Yang Junda rarely took off, despite the heavy clothes wet by cold sweat, immediately moved his feet and ran outside the palace. He couldn't help but say: I must avenge him! Revenge!

“Pfft!” a bone hand penetrated from behind him and threw him through. Yeung Jun looked at his chest unbelievably and took another few steps forward. “Pfft” fell to the ground.

Turns out Xiao 'an saw Yang Jun trying to escape. He threw his left arm and his bone arm flew out like a dark device, killing him.

The bone arms were drawn out, as if drawn by intangible forces, to the rear of the temple.

Behind the palace, is the Dragon Gate Grandmaster's Hall, dedicated to the portrait of Dragon Gate's successive masters. The first master's portrait is the largest, approaching a length, with a swordsman of equal height, holding the Dragon Sword in his hand, and a desperate look over the entire Grandmaster's Hall.

Rumor has it that he came to Qingyang, saw the bandits marching, slaughtered innocent people, and killed the bandits alone into the thief's nest, the people called “Feilong Swordsman”, with the fame of Li Qingshan, there is a difference in the work. The gentlemen of Qingyang thanked Dade and asked him to stay. He opened a sect in Longmen Mountain, taught martial arts and set up this “Dragon Gate Pie”.

It's just that he probably didn't think about it today. No, it may have occurred to you that Dragon Gate's secret passage, built behind the table under his portrait, can escape through the mountain belly, at an unknown exit, which is the goal of Yang 'an.

Yang An Zhi's confidence in his light work was defeated by the wind that was closing behind him. In a flash, he and the elder disciples in the hall ended up one by one.

I wondered if it was a mental disorder in fear, and he shouted, “Grandpa, help! ”

Li Qingshan scouted Yang 'an's vest's claws and retrieved them on time. He was worried that Yang 'an was like a bear to Wu, with a base card that transcended the ordinary martial arts. In his current experience, those items falling within the category of psychic apparatus, or such means as magic, were not uncommon in this world.

These may be weak, but they may also be strong enough to make accurate predictions.

Indeed, the voice of Yang 'an fell, and a small sword was offered on the table, and suddenly the light was bright, flying towards Li Qingshan.

This little sword is golden, but at first glance it is a gold-painted wooden sword. At this time, an astonishing sword erupts, illuminating the palace full of pitch-black grandmasters and turning it into a golden rainbow.

The sword is still far away, Li Qingshan felt a little tingling in his eyebrows and developed the feeling that he could not avoid the sword's assassination by letting him escape.

Yang 'an's heart is a little relaxed. This is a mystery only learned by the rulers of successive Dragon Gate factions. When their grandmaster died, no body was left behind. Only this little sword was left, very similar to what the Taoist family called "soldiering”. He had instructed the big disciple, that is, the ancestors of Yang 'an, to pray every day for this little sword. He cannot be lazy. Once there is a strong enemy invasion, he can summon to help, and the risk will be razed, but he can only use it once.

Although Yang An Zhi followed in prayer for decades, he did not believe in the rumor, he also looked at the little sword, but it was a very common wooden sword, that any iron sword could be split in half.

But he didn't dare to believe it, and thought about how to use it, but once Tekken Gate and Le Mazhuang were united, and the county ordered the formation of soldiers and horses, it must be a massive attack on the mountain, hundreds of people attacked, a sword that can only be used once, what decisive role can it play? I had to get to this juncture of life and death, and finally tried everything, and it really succeeded.

Li Qingshan also knew that he could not be hardwired, his body flipped out, the little sword seemed to be spiritual, twisted in the air, emitted a shattering hollow whistle, “Yi", then rushed back to Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan felt that the brow heart was getting stronger and stronger, and the cold air came.

Suddenly, he crossed a sword and stabbed it on the sword. Xiaoan took out his hand to lift Li Qingshan's siege, but he could wear a sword of golden cave stone. Instead of cutting off the wooden sword, he felt a huge amount of power passed along the sword body. The iron sharpening dragon sword broke into pieces and lasered in all directions. Xiaoan was also bounced out and hit the column.

However, the sword was only slightly dim, and he stabbed Li Qingshan again. He did not take his life, and vowed not to rest.

Li Qingshan has retreated to the corner of the palace, taking advantage of the time Xiao 'an won for him, he grabbed out the Book of Swords and unfolded it, and injected his true qi into it at all costs.

On the occasion of this thousand shots, a “handkerchief” lit up, the sword light flickered and lasered, colliding with the golden little sword.

There is no loud sound, but a round of spiritual light spreading through the palace, like a tiny sun rising brightly.

Li Qingshan felt thunderous, buzzing, a little blood in his ear.

The light quickly dissipated. The portrait of the main entrance of the Dragon Gate Pie became powdered and scattered. Li Qingshan's clothing was the same. If you look closely, it leaves thousands of swordmarks on the wall floor that go into the cow's hair.

The broken sword unleashes millions of finely shattered swords, silently penetrating everything in the palace.

Such power, even though Li Qingshan did not stare, the power of the flying sword left a deep impression in his mind.

Yang 'an's book was guarded at the secret passage. When he saw the assassination failure, he immediately turned around and drilled into the secret passage. As soon as he entered the secret passage, he opened the organ and put down Wanjun's boulder sealed passage, no one would ever catch up with him again.

Li Qingshan was forced to the corner of the palace. Xiao 'an was hit by the columns of the palace. For a moment, no one could take care of him. He had to escape like this.