Legend of the Great Saint

Yang An Zhi just stepped out, Zhongdian fell to the ground, trembled, blood seeped out of every pore of his, soon kung fu turned into a blood gourd.

Those sharp swords do not discern enemy friends. Li Qingshan was not injured by the true qi body, but Yang 'an practiced only internal strength, which is qualitatively different from the true qi, and is not enough to resist the sword.

The whole grandmaster's palace began to make a "squeaky" sound, dripping down a lot of dust and wood chips, destroyed the whole structure by the swordman, the eyes will collapse.

Wanjun's civil engineering pressed down, Li Qingshan didn't dare to help: “Xiao 'an, go!” Others went straight to Yang 'an.

The sound of the fall of the Ancestor's Palace came out more than ten miles away. The smoke spread to the whole Dragon Gate Mountain. It suddenly struck the Dragon Gate's mountain guardian disciples and rushed towards the mountain.

In front of the main hall, the smoke and dust scattered, Li Qingshan's figure appeared, holding a heart in his hand.

Xiao 'an lowered his head of guilt. If he hadn't been strong enough to go against Yang 'an's sword, he wouldn't have had a chance to escape to his grandmaster's palace. Li Qingshan didn't have to take such great risks.

Li Qingshan touched Xiaoan's head: “It's okay!” Just as the father loved his child, the brother loved his brother.

Cruelty and tenderness, the opposite temperament, appeared on him at the same time, extremely contradictory and rational.

By the method of "Tiger Feeling Heart", the heart of more than a dozen Dragon Gate masters was connected. After Xiao An absorbed it, the flame in the eye socket became much brighter. Both strength and speed increased considerably, and he entered the country quickly. Indeed, he did not bear the name of the divine master.

Li Qingshan removed the soul sword slightly inferior to the Feilong sword from the room beam, but it was much shorter than the Feilong sword. It was more suitable for Xiaoan 'an to use it and play the power of sword method.

Li Qingshan searched the Dragon Gate Pie again, searched for clothes, but did not find a treasure trove like Black Wind Village. After all, Dragon Gate Pie will not buy so many gold and silver utensils for no reason. Black Wind Village is also stored in the treasure trove because it is itself a bandit and the stolen goods are inconvenient.

However, more than a dozen bottles of medicine were found, marked with names such as Nine Ginseng Yulu Wan, Deer Tire Bone Changing Pills. Although it is not Xianjia's Lingdan wonderful medicine, it is also the Dragon Gate Pie that spent a great deal of money to cultivate disciples, and it is not as effective as Lingjin Ling Liquor, but it is also far above the wine soaked by ordinary Ginseng, which is also quite rewarding.

Yet the greatest gain was found on Young Jun, the young master of Dragon Gate, a silver ticket of tens of thousands of taels. Yang An Zhi was ready to withdraw, took out all his savings, and kept them by his only love son, in response to the emergency, but did not expect Li Qingshan to come so hastily, so fierce.

The dragon gate guardian disciples arrived and saw the fall of the ancestral palace. They looked at each other and stared at each other. “What... is this? ”

They rushed into the palace and were immediately stunned by the grim sight in front of them, with seven vertical corpses, each with a hole in its chest, with only one figure standing behind them.

A disciple had the guts to drink: "Who are you? ”

Li Qingshan patted the porcelain jar and soothed some of the disturbances. He turned around and said: "I am Li Qingshan, the Dragon Gate pie is extinguished, wait and disperse!” Yan simply walked out of the palace.

Blackwind mountain thieves are overwhelmed with evil, and they will be slaughtered, and the Dragon Gate factions in this house have formed a dead enemy with him, willing to take his life, and they will not be spared. But the ordinary disciples of the Dragon Gate were only used as abandoned sons. Even if he wanted to help Xiao An recover his body early, he would never want to kill him indiscriminately.

Of course, if these disciples dare to draw swords against him, he will never show mercy, and the swordsmen will die of swords, and the murderers will be prepared to be killed.

Li Qingshan passed through dozens of Dragon Gate disciples, and they made way for each other.

As Li Qingshan approached the palace door, someone pulled out his sword and roared: “I'll kill you!” Rushing towards Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan glanced lightly at him. The disciple's figure was stiff. His angry eyes were like a sword. He stabbed him in the heart. When a long sword fell on the ground in his hand, he knelt on his knees. "You are not a man, demon, demon! ”

Li Qingshan did not take it personally. He sprinkled out of the temple and took a deep breath of cool air. He was once again ungrateful.

Above Lonely Peak, the dragon gate disciples trembled behind Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan came to the edge of the cliff, jumped and disappeared into the snow and wind.

There is a saying that "climbing mountains is easy to get down”, more dangerous than climbing peaks, Li Qingshan's descent route, transporting out the "Tiger Demon Down Mountain” type, fully controlling the shape, for each part of the force should be used with caution and caution, using an extra point or less, is what happens when the bones are crushed.

However, with his last experience, he came to the mountain safely. The more he used the Tiger Demon Bone Fist, the more he became more familiar. Just as Li Qingshan's mood grew, his stomach grunted for a while. He felt a strong hunger attack. Last night, he ran remotely into the Black Wind Village. After so long, he was not as hungry as he is now.

He ran all the way back to Qingyang City. After seeing that the gate had closed, he jumped and climbed over and went back to the tavern.

The wine upstairs is brilliant, the wine table has not yet dispersed, the people taste the wine without taste, and they have no interest in chatting for a few moments, just waiting for the news of Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan suddenly appeared in front of the crowd, everyone had to wonder if he had not arrived at the Dragon Gate Pie, because he came here once, it took only one time, it was not enough for ordinary people to want to climb the Dragon Gate Mountain.

But while Li Qingshan washed the blood from his body with snow, the bloody smell could not be dissolved.

Ye Dachuan: “Aoyama! ”

Li Qingshan said: "My lord, sit down. The Dragon Gate pie has been extinguished. Yang An Zhi, Yang Jun and all the bandits have been extinguished. I let the other disciples disperse themselves. ”

The floors were filled with the same kind of air, if not deterred by Li Qingshan's wind, it was almost doubtful that he was telling the truth. What kind of speed did he go to destroy the Black Wind Village, one after the other, and it took all day and night.

Ye Dachuan said: "So soon! ”

Li Qingshan nodded, although it was only a day, he had become stronger. First, Xiao 'an refined into "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road" and became a strong supporter. Then, he learned "Tiger Demon Bone Fist" for the first time, transforming his strength into killing power.

Only Liu Hong, the owner of the Iron Fist Gate, was present to fully realize this change. He deeply lowered his head. Only then, he hid the shock on his face. He now feels that Li Qingshan is like a sharp weapon of God, releasing an unprecedented eye-catching light.