Legend of the Great Saint

“Yes, Li catches a big hero and a good man. He won't take advantage of the shop. He's a puppy with a low eye.” The joy of the master cabinet, put away the silver immediately, Bi Congratulations.

Li Qingshan turned around and went out, and the few people in the river and lake whispered.

“Is that Mountain Tiger Li Qingshan? Turns out he's just a kid. ”

“What kid? He killed Blackwind Village and Dragon Gate pie with his own hands, and I heard he used a 'black tiger's heart’...”

“There's nothing strange about a black tiger's heart, and I'll make it, who won't make it on the river and lake.” For people in the rivers and lakes, this is the biggest trick.

“Shut up and don't interrupt me. Everyone he killed was ripped out of their heart. Can you do that? ”

A table man took a breath of air, “What a brutal means! ”

“So we have to be careful this time. ”

A few days later, there were more and more people in Qingyang city, Li Qingshan's vigilant attacks had never happened. Everyone was silently observing, killing the murderous name, which did play a great role. The more people in Qingyang, the more cautious they were, the more afraid they were to become mantis to catch cicadas, and the yellow birds were behind them.

Li Qingshan had no one to disturb him. He could concentrate on practicing his skills. Just give him one more day, he could become stronger. However, his body was rapidly losing weight, and he was almost ready to go back to the way it was.

But unlike the weak wasting he was, he was now, like a piece of steel that was constantly hammered, smaller and stronger, and he was standing there, like a spear gun with a deterrent flash.

Li Qingshan did not initially think that the "Tiger Demon Bone Fist" had reached this level of body quenching. And this kind of quenching is a huge burden on the body.

He's eating ginseng now, in addition to eating meals. Yes, he's not drinking ginseng soaked medicine, but eating it directly. Every time he's exhausted from practice, he eats decades of wild ginseng as a snack.

The sun-dried ginseng seemed to be harder than wood, but his teeth were sharper than steel knives. He grinded a few times and swallowed them into his stomach. There was no need to worry about the nosebleeds. The energy that ginseng had turned into in his stomach before he could turn a circle. He was absorbed by the body eager for energy. Thanks to these ginseng, he didn't have to be thinner or more powerful.

Half a month has passed since the snow stopped and dropped.

Li Qingshan was sitting at the end of the exercise, and suddenly a wind broke out behind his head. His body bounced off and crashed backwards, like a large, personalized spring.

The hammer hit him in the future and stuck it on the stone wall.

Eleventh, this has been the eleventh person to sneak up on him these days. While most people opt for a far-sighted view, there are still a few who want to take a chance, but unfortunately their luck is not very good.

Li Qingshan stood up and felt his eyes peering around him. He lowered his voice: “Get the fuck out of here!” The sound of true qi, the vibration of the tiles, the spectators, if the power was almost there, immediately seemed to have been re-chipped in the head and quickly disappeared.

Li Qingshan routinely murdered and picked up his heart and threw his body outside the wall. Sensing himself, initially only as true as swimming silk, has now become very strong, with rivers flowing wildly within him.

He drank all eight jars of tiger bone wine, and he chewed two baskets of ginseng, as well as several bottles of Dan medicine seized from Dragon Gate.

"Tiger Demon Bone Fist" finally gave him a little bit of a fix, but there was still some gap from the first place, I don't know if it was accumulating enough, or if the time was not right.

He stood up and found the nails were long again, the friction staggered, the sound sounded like metal rattling, and grabbed gently on the stone table next to him, the stone table was grabbed out like tofu four deep marks, with such a hand to carry out the "tiger demon's heart" kind of brutal trick, the effect is known.

He was confident that he would slaughter all those spying on him, but he did not do so, and as long as he did not directly target him, he was reluctant to do so. But this endurance is disappearing little by little, and as the practice of Tiger Demon Bone Fist deepens, the ferocity in his heart grows stronger.

Like a tiger trapped in a cage, he was agitated to wave his claw teeth, and he realized the change.

“If Jianghu masters were so unscrupulous to spy on, I'm afraid they would have killed and quit long ago. Am I too bullied?” Thoughts kept spinning in his head and his voice was getting louder, but he tried to restrain himself.

Xiao 'an is somewhat worried about holding Li Qingshan's wrist. These 11 people killed by Li Qingshan, apart from the first two, none of the nine behind are not second-rate masters. Qi Blood is much more powerful than ordinary people. Xiao 'an's power, like unrestricted growth without bottlenecks.

Li Qingshan said: "Go out and have a good time!” He was dressed in a wolf suit, wearing a windsword, walking out the door to the biggest tavern in Qingyang City, where most people from the river and lake would gather, and he wanted to make this clear today.

He just walked out of the courtyard door, and the news spread all over the city, "The Black Tiger's out! ”

In the Iron Fist Gate, Liu Hong, the Iron Lion, is facing a middle-aged man in his 30s with a slight white face, respectfully said: “Master Wu Tang, this is the case, Li Qingshan is not waiting for idle generations, it is not hard to grab spiritual ginseng, and this Qingyang city is now crowded with masters, there is already a first-class masters, all want to use spiritual ginseng to impact the innate realm, or get spiritual ginseng, it is not easy to swallow. ”

Master Wu Tang taught: “Liu Hong, you have been in Qingyang for too long, and your courage is getting smaller and smaller. Why have we ever been afraid of any master? If Li Qingshan is really qualified, let him dedicate his spirit to the Iron Fist Gate, it is not his fault. ”

Li Long waited beside him, listening to him call his master by his name, very disrespectful, extremely disgraceful in his heart: with your virtue, you may not win Qingshan, until he pulls out your heart, you will know how powerful.

Liu Hong did not know his disciple, afraid that he would say something inappropriate, grabbed his shoulder, said to Wu Tang master: “Master Wu Tang, my disciple has good qualifications. It is a shame to stay in this Qingyang city, see if you can take him with you this time, and let him follow you out to see the world. ”

Master Wu Tang glanced at Li Long: “Well, Master Liu Rudder, you can't help but take one or two people with you this time.” Anyway, the Iron Fist Gate will set a rudder in such a remote place, and the search for talent is also a big purpose, which is good for people, but it can also be done.

Liu Hongdaxi: “Thank you Master Wu Tang, Xiaolong, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and thank Master Wu Tang. ”

Li Long can't fail Master's hard work. Although his heart is reluctant, his face doesn't show up. Thank you honestly.

“Bang" sounded softly.

In addition to the three of him, there was another person present in the room. If no one watched the books and drawings on the wall, and did not talk to anyone, he made the sound, which seemed impatient.